"So you only got one answer incorrect?" Lee gasped as Mark retold the story for the third time.
"Yeah, and the only reason I got it wrong was because I had a brain fart and mixed up mitosis and meiosis." Mark said disappointingly.
The two boys walked down the shady sidewalk, crunching the leaves under their boots that were now falling more and more as October approached. The sky was painted a dark grey color, with sunlight barely able to find it's way to the earth behind all of it. A cool breeze had Mark pulling his zipper up and shivering a little.
"I know, we'll celebrate tonight. For your near perfect mark." Lee began, "Come over to my place after work. I'll have a nice dinner waiting for you."
Mark's side smile slowly came through as he stared at Lee. "Sounds perfect." he said, clearing his schedule mentally in anticipation.
"Great. I'll see you then. I can hardly wait." Lee said in a devious tone, closing the space between them. He slid his hands under Mark's coat and wrap his arms around the boy's bare waist.
"Ugh, that's so cold." Mark winced, laughing and shivering at the same time.
"Oh don't you worry, I'll make sure it's nothing but hot tonight. Just for you." Lee whispered, breathing lightly over Mark's neck and ear. He gave Mark a slow and warm kiss on the neck, and ended it with a small nibble. "See you tonight." he sighed, turning away and walking the opposite direction down the long sidewalk.
Mark stood there alone, the wind biting at his fingertips as he watched Lee walk away.'Damn...' he said silently to himself.
At work Mark was doing his best to keep his hands and mind busy, cleaning anything and everything he could when the cafe became empty. It was an hour before he was off, and he couldn't focus on anything else but the dinner that Lee was fixing him. He was excited to see where Lee lived, he had never been over before, only to the outside when he would drop Lee off sometimes. The building looked incredibly old, but very cozy and with deep character. Mark couldn't wait to see what the inside was like.
"Thanks for all your help today. You really pulled through." Nessa said, doing up her jacket and pulling a toque over her short hair.
"No problem. Now that exams are over I can breathe again. I feel so much less stressed." Mark said, smiling at the girl.
"I'm happy to hear that. Have a good night, alright?" Nessa said, walking towards the door.
"I will." Mark said, planning on it.
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Mark took the SkyTrain closer to downtown where Lee lived. There was a short five minute walk from the station to his building, and Mark felt like he was going back in time as he entered the neighborhood. "Dun Vegan Village" a sign read at the entrance to the gated community. Mark looked around and he walked slowly through the street. Every house and apartment building seemed to follow the same architecture: lots of old wood, brick, and copper. The residents seemed a bit on the upscale side, wearing suits and long dresses. Mark felt out of place as he looked down at his faded green Fall jacket, ripped jeans, and Timberland boots. 'What kind of place is this?' he thought to himself, scanning the area for Lee's building.
"Let's see... 404, 406... Ah, 408." Mark said to himself, staring at the quaint building in front of him, closing his Google Maps app.
RIIIIIINNNNGGG~ The buzzer to the building blared, startling Mark. It sounded like an old rotary phone. Moments later the door unlocked and opened by itself. Mark was confused at how they even had the technology to make automatic doors in a place like that. As he walked through the lobby he was met with a large diamond chandelier, and several tribal looking vases that lined the golden tables around the elevator. The place looked like a mixture of what he assumed the Taj Mahal was like, with a hint of fancy-five-star-hotel.
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Affinity // (GOT7 Markson)
ФанфикMark is a mature, quiet and intellectual young man looking forward to his first year in nursing school come September. He has just moved to Vancouver, a lively and pretty city overlooking the ocean where he knows absolutely nobody. Jackson is a hand...