One shots full of fluff

It's me Mark

*Warning this one shot will contain self-harm, and very sad thoughts, if you don't like reading this skip ahead*  

Jack's pov

One for all the years, I've been crying these stupid tears

One for all the times I've stared blankly at my phone, wishing I wasn't alone

one for being so dumb, and finally one to make me feel numb

That's been the 4th time I've repeated that chant, over and over, just adding more cuts to my lifeless arms, watching the tears from my blood shot eyes fall into the crimson blood puddle underneath. It's what I deserve, it's what i crave, the endless loop of hearing the insults that lead me towards this stinging sensation, they are all right about me. I'm just a small pathetic boy who wont find any love because I'm gay.

Its now been 7 times that the chant  has escaped my lips, I start to feel dizzy and my breathing pace picks up, truth is that I've never gone this far into self harm. I usually cut because of the comments people make then get over it, this time was different.

I remember that afternoon, the slurs and insults still linger in my head, reminding me of every reason why I should be cutting, the bruises that still appear every moment i spend on this planet. I trace my fingers lightly over the marks from earlier, tears now streaming down my cheeks, my breathing going at an insanely high speed, making my sight become blurry and useless.

 I wish I didn't have to go through this anymore.

I wish I was dead

Mark's pov

My hair was blowing in the wind as I drove to Jack's house, I couldn't keep the fact that I have fallen for him to myself anymore. I've dropped subtle hints into our daily conversations and I've even tried flirting with him but he just either doesn't catch the hints or isn't listening. I reach his place within minutes as we live fairly close, but all his lights are off except for his bathroom, I start to worry as I know he has self harmed before but said he would try to stop for me. I feel butterflies in my stomach as I think back to that lesson but quickly shake them away.

I stroll up to his door to find it slightly open, I carefully pull the rest of it open so I can slip inside. I push the door back and hear a small click meaning it had been shut, I take off my jacket and placed it by his bag.

"Jack, its me Mark, I came round for a bit if that is okay with you" I call out with a calm tone as peak my head around his living room door frame. I get no response, but I hear a slight movement upstairs.

"Jack?"  I shout as I start to panic and look around his downstairs area. I race up the stairs and storm into his bedroom, slamming my hand down onto his light switch to make the room brighter so I can find him. I hear quick short breaths and things dropping from the bathroom. I run at the door and push it open only to see a sight that made me feel sick.

Jack was slouched against the bathtub, blood dripping from his arms.

Jack's pov

I hear someone shout my name, but I can't tell who it is because me vision has become a blurry mess, all I can tell is that whoever it is, they are searching for something. I glance down to my arms to see a massive splodge of dark red covering them, with deep gashes dotted throughout, something then grabs my arm and lifts it up slightly. I was unaware of what it was so I flinch slightly back until I heard the voice again

"Jack, it's me, Mark"

before I can say anything, a cold liquid is sprayed over my arms, causing them to sting more then they already are. I wince in pain and feel more tears splash against the blood draped over them, typical me to wince and cry at something that doesn't even hurt. 

IM SO PATHETIC

"You are not pathetic, don't ever say that again" mark whispers softly with his angelic voice as he wiped away the red from my arms. Crap I must have said that out loud. 

I look down after I hear Mark's response, disapointed in myself for not keeping my mouth shut and my thoughts hidden. Mark finished with the wipes and had began to gently bandage my arms up.

"Please tell me if I'm hurting you in anyway Jack" He says as the bandage for one arm is wrapped tightly and secured by a pin and the other one is starting to be treated. I nod my head and a small smile forms on my lips as I watch him work away. He glaces up and sees my smile, making one spread across his face as he cheerfully hums and gets back to work.

He taps the side of my arm not covered in hideous marks and scars to signal he was finished bandaging them up and all of a sudden, two strong arms grasp my sides and lift me up to me feet. I instantly topple over into his arms as my legs are still weak and numb from the beginning of this evening and my cheeks glow a rosy pink as my face is met with his torso. I look up to see Mark blushing slightly. 

Surprising

"You know you need to work on keeping your thoughts to yourself" mark chuckles to himself which causes me to slightly bounce due to me still being in his arms.

"Did I really say what I was thinking out loud again?" I mumbled disappointingly and lower my head towards the floor, Mark instantly picks it back up and pulls me closer to his face. our faces are inches apart as i hear him whisper sweetly

"I've always wanted to do this Jack"

His lips delicately press into mine and start to move slowly about, he was clearly waiting until for me to either freak out and him back or melt into the kiss. you can kinda guess which one I did. I leaned in and kissed back, signaling to mark that I was okay with this and that I've wanted to do this as well. His lips felt amazing, they were plump and gentle and they fit into mine perfectly. our hands intertwined as we pulled away and I flopped into his chest, smiling like a dork. His thumbs traced circles against my pale hands, causing me to blush more and slightly lean more into his chest.

"I love you Jack, I always have and I always will" Mark squeezed my hand as he stated this, he lifted my face up with a smile on his face, hoping for a good reply

"I love you too Mark, since the first day I saw you, I had fallen for you and that feeling will never disappear" I say as I step on my tiptoes to reach his nose and give him a peck there. His face blushes and he leans down slightly to help me reach him

"Thanks you doof!" i laugh and step down.

"heheh no problem" Marks laughs back, scratching his neck before he speaks up again, "Please don't do this again Jack, You seriously scared the crap out of me nut just remember that I'm here to help you and I can talk with you at anytime, even if it's at 3 am"

I look up at him and push him off of me, his face smile flips into a sad frown. He tries to speak up but I simply raise my hand up and walk to the toilet, grab my razor, drop it in and pull the flush

"see you in hell" I giggle to myself and run back to mark, my body was already missing his warmth and happiness.

"That was a massive step in recovering, I'm so proud of you!" he says as we start walking out of the room that was once filled with sadness only a few hours ago, "how about we get some ice cream?"

"Hellll yeahhh!" I jump up and down as we walk down the stairs and out into the night.

Hey guys i hope you like this and i hope it makes sense and is okay for my first one shot, i'm actually really proud of myself as the story is 1373 words long! If there is any capitals missing or stuff like that, I'm sorry.

Also I'm sorry if the end seems rushed, if I start realizing I can do better I may re write the end or make a whole new updated version later on

 I'll update soon hopefully

-BBG *that's how i'm gonna sign my stories i guess*