"Jack," Mark began, getting the soon to be green haired man's attention, "what are you thinking about?"
I can't tell him. I can't tell him how I feel.
Just smile and tell him something he'll love. . .
"Oh, nothing, just thinking about how beautiful your eyes are," The Irishman replied smoothly, not showing his inner turmoil.
And they are beautiful. Their chocolatey, hazelnut loving gaze just isn't mine anymore. I just don't love them--him--the same way I use to.
"Awe, you're too nice," Mark smiled and shifted his gaze to the floor, blushing, "You're ocean blue eyes are absolutely gorgeous too, you know."
I'm sorry, Mark.
"Yes," Jack started, nervously laughing, for he doesn't want the other to find out how he really feels., "I know."
I can't tell you.
I can't face my own feelings.
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Drown
FanfictionIt's always better to live and let go, but it's simply not that easy. Especially for Mark and Jack, a couple behind closed doors. "I just want you to be happy. . ." "I can never let him know, so I'll just drown." Chapters are short on purpose, pleas...
