Sir playboy

S i x t e e n

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~Mark's POV~
"Baby?". Where could he be?
He's wasn't in the living room or the kitchen.
"Babe". I hollered as I opened the door to the bathroom. Seriously? Where is he?

It wasn't until I got to the top of the stairs that I heard soft snoring coming from inside my room. I slowly click the door open- seeing Sean in my bed; sound asleep. He had taken his shoes off but was in his work clothes.
Idiot, he should have changed before coming here.
I'm going to have to wake him up, I can't leave him in his work clothes.

"Kitten you've gotta wake up. You're in your work clothes". I whispered into his ear, Sean turned in the bed before opening his eyes to be accompanied with my face.

"Hey gorgeous, you fell asleep in your work clothes".

Sean had the cutest facial expression. He was so tired but so happy. He was just smiling at me as if.. as if he loved me or something... maybe he's just thinking about cake?

"What're you staring at Markimoo".
"You".
"Mmm well stooooppp".
"No" I replied before leaning foward and connecting his lips with mine.

Kissing him was like a drug. It was addictive. I craved his lips on mine.
I craved him.
I craved him all the time.

"Can you help me take them off and cuddle?"
"Of course I can".

Third POV:

Mark slowly slid Jack's trousers down and off of his legs, Mark took his trousers off before taking Sean's tie off and removing his shirt; repeating the same thing to himself. Mark climbed into bed with Sean and within minutes they were both fast asleep in each others arms.

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"Mark. Mark. Mark." It was just faint whispers but he could hear it.
"Y-yes?" Mark's voice croaky from being asleep.
"I-i can hear someone d-down stairs". Jack was shaking, close to hyperventilating.
He was so scared.
"Baby, it's okay. I'm here, no need to be afraid. It's probably just the cleaner".
(Trigger warning)
Mark's POV:

I try to calm him down stroking his arm and pulling him closer. I wrap my hands around him- rubbing his thighs in comfort. But his soft, milky skin wasn't what I could feel. I could feel jagged lines lumped all over his leg. They were everywhere. And I could help but want to ask. Ask why, ask when and tell him that he means the world to me.
I just don't want to upset him.

"Sean?"
"Yes Mark".
"I love you".
I could feel Sean almost melt below me.
"I love you too".
"You mean everything to me, never thing otherwise". I said, feeling a wet patch begin to spread on my arm.
"Baby, are you alright?"
"Y-yeah".
"Do you want to talk about it".

He didn't reply, he moved away from me, picking up his phone from the night stand and passing it to me, signalling for me to read the message on the screen.

I was angry, I was frustrated. But I was also upset. Somebody hurt Jack, somebody made him feel worthless. He doesn't deserve that.
He doesn't deserve to feel unloved.

I want him to know how much he means to me.
How he makes me feel like nobody else ever has.

I never ever want him to feel like he's not enough, because he's more than enough to me. And he always will be.

//little irrelevant PS:
This chapter is me lowkey talking about wanting to cuddle with my long distance girlfriend 🤷‍♂️😂