The Giant And The Leprechaun |•Septiplier•| -ON HOLD-

Chapter 10

"Well, what do we do now?" Jack asked after they parted from their emotional hug. "Do you want to watch some TV? I think there is one in the library." Mark offered. "Yeah sure, it's not like we have anything better to do." Jack shrugged. The two got to the second floor, and passed by the small café at this one, assuming they're gonna have to get dinner from it, just in case they fall asleep without eating. Mark noticed how Jack is a lot skinnier, and when Jack said he can live without a single dinner, Mark got concerned.

Mark insisted that Jack should eat, and Jack continued on saying that he usually doesn't eat dinner anyways; Mark ended up in threatening that he'll shove whatever he'll find first in Jack's mouth. They took two big sandwiches with them to the library. They can eat it there later, after all, there's no one there to tell them not to. They made a giant couch in front of the only normal TV in this school from a couple of the biggest couches they could find, and got themselves blankets from the storage room at the library. They figured they should probably shower and change clothes.

They raced over to the boy's showers after getting some comfortable clothes, almost knocking each other out. They both showered quickly, sometimes someone would splash water at the other from his stall, and once Mark slipped and got his head to meet the stall's wall, and Jack couldn't stop laughing at the laud 'BANG' he heard. When they finished, they got back to the library and the little house they made out of couches and blankets, getting comfortable on on of the couches in front of the TV, covering themselves with one of the blankets.

"Hey! There's 'Friends' on! Let's watch that!" Jack quickly grabbed the remote and turned on the volume slightly. Mark chuckled and scooted closer to Jack, hoping he wouldn't notice. Jack did notice, but he didn't mind at all, he hoped they could get even closer, but he didn't say that. He didn't have the guts to tell Mark. Mark was scared to tell Jack too, he doesn't know how Jack will react. As the time passed, it was already late at night. Jack slowly drifted off to sleep. He didn't notice how the storm got worse and the snow almost got to the windows on the first floor, nor did he notice Mark wrapping a hand around his small frame.

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Jack woke up feeling warm and cozy, and got a bit closer to the heating source in front of him. When he opened his eyes, he found himself face-to-face with Mark's chest, and a small yelp got out of his mouth as he flew backwards and fell to the floor. He could hear Mark's laughter getting louder and louder until Mark could barley breath. When he calmed himself, Mark wiped some of the tears that got out from his burst of laughter.

Mark looked at Jack, who was blushing furiously, and smiled. "Good morning, sunshine." Mark had to stop himself from laughing again. "Yeah, yeah. Fuck you." Jack got up and pressed a hand on his head, which got hit when he fell. Mark's smile fell immediately. "Shit. Are you okey?" He asked as he saw a little bit of blood on Jack's forehead. "It hurts like hell.." Jack groaned. "Let's go to the nurse's office, I can fix it." Mark said as he held Jack's hand, leading him to the nurse's office at the first floor.

Mark quickly cleaned the wound, only to find out it was just a small scratch. "Jeez, how did a small scratch caused so much blood?" He asked, deciding to leave it like that. "I don't fucking know, but it's not the thing that hurts. What really hurts is the back of my head." Jack said and whimpered as Mark gently put a hand on the back of his head. "Well, I'm sorry. I think the pain will go away soon." Mark helped Jack to get down from the small bed there. "It better! I don't wanna suffer just because you like cuddles!"

Mark chuckled and blushed a bit at the thought. "Well, you have to admit, you were comfortable. I know I was." He smiled. Jack blushed and nodded. "I guess so.. M-maybe we should sleep like that more." His eyes widened as soon as he finished the sentence. "I-I m-mean, because we're locked here, a-and it's either that or sleeping on that bed in the nurse's office.. " Jack sighed and looked down in embarrassment. "Yeah, I think you're right." Mark did his best to not get his hand to hold Jack's, or reach out and hug him.