In which a sweet Korean boy and an elated little Irish boy venture through the struggles and unpredictable events of their daily teenage lives together in the city of Cincinnati, Ohio.
Jack always seemed to walk directly behind Clifton. Anytime they were somewhere as a group he always ended up walking behind him and it was usually on purpose.
Jack grinned, glancing over at Mark, who already knew what he was thinking, and It was confirmed when Jack hovered his hand over the blonde man's butt and made a squeezing motion with his fingers.
"Jack," Clifton began, whipping his head around, "I know what you're doing." He snapped, Making Jack flinch and quickly back up, giggling.
In all reality, Clifton didn't usually get mad whenever Jack tried to touch his ass. It was weird, yeah, but It was all jokes... Sort of.
"Yay! We're here!" Jack grinned! It'd only taken them a few minutes to make it off the bus to the front of the theme park, where the security and bag check lines were, where they patiently waited in line to get their backpacks checked for weapons and other things they possibly shouldn't have on them. The park entrance was bustling with a diversity of families, and as they'd made it past the security and entrances into the park, they could see different animal exhibits and even some bigger rides.
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"These Magic Bands are cool! Do we get to keep them when we go home?"
"Yeah, we do!" Florrie chuckled, hugging her youngest son.
Malcolm stopped in his tracks, "We're goin' on that big-ass roller coaster!" He yelled, pointing to the giant rollercoaster in the distance that looked to be embedded in a giant mountain. It was probably the largest attraction in the park.
Padraig smacked the 18-year-old on the back of his head, "Who the fuck is we?"
"No Malcolm!" Jack argued, "I'm hot, I wanna go on a water ride first!"
It was funny. The six of them just standing there, clueless as to what they wanted to do as the rest of the tourists and park goers shuffled about, looking at animals, getting on rides or sitting down to eat at the various eating stops.
"Mark, what do you think we should do?" Jack asked, looking up at the older boy as he squeezed his much larger hand in his own tiny one.
He shrugged and pointed to an exhibit just a few yards away. "I kinda want to look at those animals for a second."
"Since everyone wants to do different things, why don't we just basically split up?" Clifton proposed, "Then everyone can be happy and do whatever they want."
After everyone agreed, and a few more moments had passed, they'd decided that Clifton was right, and they split up into groups. Jack, Mark, and Malcolm made up one group, and the other, Florrie, Padraig and Clifton. Malcolm, of course, would probably stray away after a short period.
"I love animals. Do you love animals?" Jack adorably sang to himself. his little fingers still intertwined with Mark's, and he swung their arms as they walked. "They're so cute!" He squealed, glancing over an exhibit with all kinds of birds.
