This Is Me

Part 66

Mark lifted Sean up into his arms, rubbing his back. Sean buried his face into Mark's neck, his excited voice slightly muffled out by Mark's shoulder. "How? You said that..." Mark chuckled, nuzzling Sean's neck as he lovingly purred out. "I was up all night getting my statement out. Which was confirmed by the hotel guests on our floor as to my location last night... And since I was in custody at the time of the incident. They had nothing to hold me. So, I called Stacy's dad and asked if he'd come pick me up. I just didn't expect to run into you here." Sean held Mark in his tightest hug, mumbling out a bit emotionally. "Mark... I was so scared. You should have seen it... And the ISU isn't going to cancel... So tomorrow I have to-" Mark shushed him softly. Stacy's dad chuckled very softly, patting Mark on the back before discreetly slipping into the room with his daughter. Mark kissed Sean's cheek, whispering to him in a deep calming voice. "I was terrified too... I thought something had happened to you..."

Sean's body shook in Mark's arms. Mark held him for as long as he could, before setting him down to say very groggy. "Careful now. I'm really tired... So, my balance and focus are not at their best..." Sean kissed his cheek, sweetly telling him. "Then let's get you back to the hotel before you pass out on the floor." Mark nodded, trying to keep himself from dozing off as he mumbled out. "Oh, a soft bed will be amazing." Sean quickly informed Nate that they were heading back, then took Mark's hand to lead him out. Farther down the hall, they came across a room with posted guards. Mark's grip on Sean's hand tightened as he hurried him along. Sean didn't have to ask. It was clear. Quintin was recovering in that room. Sean tensed, growling out as they left the building. "They should have just let the bastard bleed out!" Mark draped an arm over Sean's shoulders, purring into his ear hopefully. "Jack? Can we not talk about him? I've had to talk about him all night... I wanna think about you."

Sean blushed, leaning into Mark as he replied warmly. "Ok." Sean quietly led Mark into the hotel and up to Nate's hotel room. Since Nate wouldn't be back for a bit, he had told them it was ok. All their stuff was there anyway. While Sean went through Mark's stuff to find him some new clothes. Mark stripped and slipped into the shower. Sean resisted the urge to go in with him. He felt like Mark needed some time alone after being interrogated all night. He wondered how long Nate would stay with Stacy and Roslyn though. He didn't want him to rush back, but he knew Mark would sleep most of the day away. Finding the right bag, Sean set folded clothes aside with a smile. He was thrilled to have Mark back. Upon getting out Mark's toothbrush and stuff, Sean asked him loudly. "Hey Mark? Do you want your bathroom bag?" Mark's damp arms wrapped around him, causing Sean to jump in surprise. Chuckling against his ear, Mark told him lovingly. "Not right now. Right now... I just want to hold you."

Sean blushed, giggling loudly as Mark pulled him back toward the bed. Crawling into bed with him, Mark spooned with him. Snuggling into his neck, Mark sleepily said. "I'm probably going to pass out any second... But I want you to know some things. One. I'm going to yell at you for all those jumps in your first routine. Two. I know you've been cheating on your diet because I can smell the chocolate on your breath. And three..." Sean smirked, waiting patiently. When he didn't answer, he looked over his shoulder and asked Mark softly. "Three?" Mark sleepily snuggled closer, barely able to answer as he began to drift off. "I love you." Sean grinned, rubbing Mark's warm arm around his torso. Nestling more in Mark's arms, Sean whispered back lovingly. "I love you too. Sweet dreams." Sean napped for a bit with him but woke up earlier than him. Slipping from bed, Sean stretched and went over his new routine style. The song blasted in his earbuds as he ran through the routine. He wanted to give this routine everything. It would be his last and he wanted to go out big.

He lost count how many times he ran through the routine. He had to commit the movements to memory and build up his confidence to move his body the way Nate advised him too. In the process of spreading his legs and sliding his hands out from his thighs to his knees, Mark whistled. Blushing with embarrassment, Sean sank to his knees at the end of the bed to hide. Peeking over the edge, Sean mumbled out. "How long have you been watching?" Mark sat propped against the pillows, lazily admitting with a grin. "For a bit. Who taught you those moves? Sure, wasn't me." Sean blushed a deeper red, avoiding his eyes as he admitted very softly. "Nate did. We were practicing earlier, and he thinks that I should... tweak my routine a bit. It's still similar but more-" Mark cut him off to finish for him with a smirk. "More masculine? I'm not against it... I just wish you did that for me." Sean rose, leaning on the bed as he bit his lip and admitted. "It's all for you."