Jacks POV
I woke up. It was in a room I recognized. I smiled. Marks room.
I heard the door open. I saw Mark and ran up to him. He giggled. "Huggie are we?" I chuckled. "Oh shut up ya doof."
My stomach growled. He pulled away from the hug. "So, we're hungry are we?"
We both giggled. "I'll make breakfast. Do you want to take a shower." I smiled. "Yeah, sure."
Marks POV
What should I make jack? Oh eggs.
I got out the pans out. I continued to make the breakfast. Eggs, bacon, toast, everything.
I thought how it would be like this when we're grey and old. Soon, very soon.
I already picked the perfect ring for jack.
I started up the coffee machine. Jack loves black coffee. So that's what I made.
I love him so much. He doesn't deserve a abusing aunt. That son of a bitch.
But I snapped out of those thoughts.
I'll never let go jack. Just say you won't let go.
I smiled at that lyric. That song was meant for us.
I heard the bathroom door open. That means my angel is back. I love making up cute little nicknames for him.
Maybe I should start calling him my cute little Irish teddy bear.
That's cute. I heard jack yell from upstairs. "HEY MARK, I DON'T HAVE ANY CLOTHES!"
I thought then smiled. "THERE ARE CLOTHES IN MY CLOSET SILLY!" I shouted back. I can't wait to see him in my clothes.
Hey, so sorry for the short chapter. And second, I was listening to Say You Won't Let Go. I was about to cry when I was writing this. 😂 Anyway, I hope you enjoyed. Buh-bye
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Call Him Ugly// ✔️COMPLETED✔️
FanfictionJack is always called ugly. But what happens when a football player stands up for him? Disclaimer⚠️ Contains: Self harm Bullying Boy x boy content Depression Trigger warnings Smut You've been warned⚠️