Law

You're broken baby

Mark had somewhat healed from Nate's abusive episode. His arm was now partially usable but hurt to do anything with. His side often spiked with pain and prevented him from doing anything physical like running. The bruises on his face were slowly healing and there was little to no indication that they were there. Same went for the bruises on his stomach.

The man currently laid next to Nate. His master was sleeping, peacefully snoring away. Meanwhile Mark found it difficult to sleep. His pain from his injuries aching badly. He winced as he moved his leg under the sheets. It was mostly now scaring but still hurt rather badly.

Mark sighed to himself and closed his eyes, hoping he get at least a few hours of rest. He really did need it.

Instead of the sweet clutches of sleep, his mind raced with thoughts and memories.
What would Seàn doing right now?
We he okay?
What we he doing?
Could Mark one day watch Jacks YouTube videos?

The man ran a hand through his hair and looked over to Nate. The mans black hair fell over his eyes and his mouth held agape.

Nate would never let Mark go on YouTube again. Not after he caught him trying and failing live-streaming to everyone.

As Mark looked at the man that owned him. He wondered if Nate would ever get angry like he had last time. Drunk or not, usually Nate became passive and salty. He never usually was extremely abusive and violent. It was a side that Mark had never seen before.

A side he'd have to wait to come out again. Until then he had to hang on. Mark valued his life, he wanted to live.
But he wanted to experience life without Nate.

Mark wanted to live with Jack.

" You're deep in thought again" Nate mumbled.

Mark looked over to see that the man was awake now. The moon light illuminating his face as he looked over at his Slave.

" You're awake master" Mark stated more then asked.

Nate got more comfy by moving around a little, hugging his blankets. He shoved half his face into his pillow.

" I think your loud thoughts woke me. What are you thinking about this time?" The black haired man questioned.

Mark thought about asking him why he cared. But figured it best not to anger a sleepy bear.

" I'm just thinking about Jack" Mark told him truthfully.

Nate sat up in his bed. His bare chest exposed to the cold air.
" I gather that you want to see him again?".

Mark didn't say anything, looking down to his lap, he nodded. For he had sat up as well.

It became silent for a moment and the slave knew better then to speak up. Instead he let Nate think. About what, he didn't know.

" I just might let you do that" Nate spoke slowly.

Mark was confused, hadn't Nate said before that he wouldn't let him? Did Nate forget? Mark hoped so. He hoped that his master was to drunk to remember.

" What?"Mark asked, surprised.

Nate smiled and turned to Mark slightly.
" I think I might let you go see Jack".

Mark was surprised to say the least.
" What's the catch?".

Nate didn't say anything but instead moved to straddle Marks waist. Mark kept his hands to himself and just let them fall at his sides.

Master looked into Marks eyes. They looked puppy dog and soft as he spoke his words of fear.

" Nothing much. Just have to let Jack know who owns you".