Law

Red and Green

It was nearing nighttime when Seàn and Mark returned home. The model opened the door and Jack lugged the suitcase in then dropped them near the door. The lights were flipped on and the door was locked.

The seemingly empty house laid in front of them and Marks keys echoed throughout the walls as he set them on the kitchen table. The hall to the kitchen was dark but the pair made it through from mind memory.

As they entered the kitchen Mark turned on the lights, he noticed the half full bowel of Chica food. That's weird, Mark always told Amy to feed her outside.
Jack pulled a nicely written note from the bench.

" Hey it's Amy, I'm asleep. There's chicken and dumplings in the fridge you just have to warm them up. Welcome home!
P.S: Tyler and Ethan, Felix and Dan  want to come over tomorrow" Jack read aloud.

Mark paused from pouring two glasses of milk.
" I didn't know you could read".

Jack chuckled.
" I'm not the best, it's not like its taught to slaves. But we try to teach each other".

Mark slid the small glass to Jack and he gulped it down while Mark just took small sips.
" You guys taught each other stuff? I would have thought you'd be-"

" Mean towards each other?" Jack asked.
The boy shook his head.

" Nah, some people aren't good at talking with others but we try to be nice to each other" Jack rinsed his cup in the sink.
" Me, Dan, Phil, Ethan and Wade were great friends-".

" Wade?" Mark questioned.
" I thought he was a handler. He's the guy who came by the other day".

Jack shook his head as he filled his glass with water and gulped that down as well.
" He was one of the nicer handlers. He taught me how to fight".

Mark patted a half asleep Chica as he looked up with a surprised expression.

" He taught you to fight?" the man asked, his eyebrow raised.

Jack playfully got in a fighting position. He loosely swung a right hook that would hit anyone in the face.

" Best right hook in my age range" Jack bragged.

Mark chuckled as his childish ways. The man was glad even after everything he'd been through, Seàn was still able to goof around.

Mark then also took a fighting stance, pulling his left foot back and resting on it, ready for his preferred leg to kick. His hands raised to form fists at his face to protect and attack.

" You sure about that?" The model asked playfully.

Jack smiled brightly, happier then Mark had ever seen him before.
" Wanna take this outside and settle it like men?".

Mark smiled and dropped his fists in order to run up to Jack and swipe him up over his shoulder. The Irishmen laughed quietly as not to wake Amy who probably was sleeping upstairs, Dan in the next room.

" Put me down" Jack whispered.

Mark smiled as he opened he back door onto the balcony. He set down Jack and turned to close the door. Jack hugged Mark from behind, but this was not a romantic embrace. No, Jack tried to whip Mark around and plop him on his ass.

The only problem was, Jack was about as strong as a 12 year old, and Mark went to the gym every week. The Irish boy only succeeded in lifting him a few inches off the ground before having to drop him.

Mark chuckled as he turned around.
" Tired to lift me did you?" He asked playfully.

The larger man then hugged Jack and swept him off his feet effortlessly. Spinning him around.