"M-Mark" (Septiplier Lemon)

Chpt. 5 Chocolate Chip Pancakes

Mark's P.O.V.

I started to turn the handle but stopped and let go. I decided to wait until tomorrow and be evil to make things even more awkward. I ran my fingers through my hair then turned around and re-entered my room. I walked to my bed and flopped down face first. I laid there for a few minutes and thought about what i would see if i'd opened that door. I got up, changed into my pajama pants and left my shirt off. I shut off the light then ran to my bed, quickly getting under the covers. I turned and folded my glasses after taking them off and placed them on the nightstand next to the bed. I shortly fell asleep after a minute of laying there, my mind racing about what was on the other side of his door.

Mark's P.O.V.

I woke up, fluttering my brown eyes open. I slowly sat up and reached for my glasses. I pulled the blanket off my legs and slowly threw them off the side of the bed. I stood up and groggily groaned as i stretched. I walked to the door and opened it, taking notice to Jack's marks still on the door. I turned left and went further down the hallway, toward the bathroom with a quart ziplock bag of bathroom supplies. I opened the door, walking in and leaving it open. I opened my bag and dug out my toothbrush and toothpaste. I squeezed the tube, watching as it splurted some light blue and white minty paste onto my red tooth brush and ran it under the water for a second before putting it into my mouth.

I wandered out through the hallway into the kitchen to start making breakfast. As I was looking for the cereal i noticed Jack was still sleeping. I then had the idea to make some pancakes. I began searching for the ingredients.

Jack's P.O.V.

I awoke to the sweet smell of chocolate pancakes. I had slept on my messy blankets which i didn't do the morning before like i don't normally do. As i sat up, pushing my legs over the bed's edge, i remembered yesterday. 'After i had ran into my room i threw myself onto my bed and curled up into a ball facing the door. I heard Mark's door open and then shortly after i saw my door handle start to turn. I watched in horror and tears formed in my eyes. I let out a very quiet whimper as i put my hand over my mouth. The handle stopped in its tracks and gently turned the other way. I slowly lowered my hand from my mouth and curled into a tighter ball. I turned over and fell asleep after a few minutes thinking about if Mark actually opened the door to see me, curled in a ball, almost crying, red in the face, and my dick still out.' I stood up and stretched. I turned to my dresser to change into something more comfortable. The aroma of the pancakes made it's way through my whole house. As i changed out of my jeans and into some pajama pants i got extremely nervous about walking into the kitchen to face Mark after what had happened yesterday in the hall. I opened my door slowly and stood there in my doorway, my mouth wide open, staring at my cum on his door. It hadn't been cleaned off so i thought he must not have seen it.

3rd Person

Jack stood there and stared at his marking on his guest's door for a minute or two then slowly wandered down the hallway. He came into the entrance to the hall and looked around the room for Mark. Jack didn't see Mark, because he was in the bathroom, and walked towards the sweet and delicious smell of chocolate chip pancakes. He followed the trail to the counter to a paper plate flipped upside down on another which was right side up. There was some paper towels sticking out so he thought this was jackpot. He grabbed a different plate and slipped two of the large pancakes onto it. As Jack sat down at the table he heard the bathroom door open and some footsteps down the hallway, getting closer and closer. Jack's heart sank but beated rapidly as he saw the shirtless Markimoo exit the hallway and look at him. Mark adjusted his pajama pants and went to the counter to grab some 'cakes as well. He felt a pair of eyes on his back and turned around quickly to catch Jack staring at his body. He smirked a tiny bit and walked to the other end of the table then sat. They both just awkwardly stared at each other until Mark interupted the silence asking, "So, did you sleep well??" Mark began cutting off a piece of the pancake which was gently smeared with butter and drizzled with syrup. Jack jumped slightly and hesitantly replied, "Oh, uhh g-good i guess??" Mark looked at Jack with his head down, hanging over the sweet slab of perfectly cooked breakfast dough. Mark turned his head to point at Jack and put the piece he cut off into his mouth and began chewing. Jack blushed as he looked into Marks chocolately brown calming eyes. He remembered there was a chocolate chip pancake in front of thim and cut off a piece as well, eating it. "Oh my god Mark, this is amazing! How can ya cook so fookin' good??" Jack complimented after tasting the beautiful sensation that was, the sweet slab of perfectly cooked breakfast dough. Mark blushed at the compliment and smiled brightly at Jack. The smile then faded away and Mark looked at Jack with something he couldn't quite figure out what. "Umm Jack, i have something i need to tell you..." Jack's heart sank into his stomach again but instead beated slower than fast. Jack knew what was coming but wanted to say it first, "I-I do too M-Mark. D-do you think i could s-say it first??" Jack studdered all the while blushing. Mark had a surprised look on his face and then nodded. Jack took a deep breath and opened his mouth only to studder, "M-Mark....

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