Crankiplier

I've Always Loved That

Ngl, I kinda fucked up the last chapter. I fixed it, though. Sorry for any confusion. I hope you continue reading! And that I will read over the chapters better moving forward! Love you all!!

(Ethan POV)

I didn't notice how close Mark was to me until he had laid his head on my chest. It shocked me but I went along with it. I wrapped my arm around his shoulder and used my other hand to play with his hair. Mark had really nice hair. It always smelled so good and fit his face perfectly. I've always loved it. I looked down at him and noticed that even tired and depressed, he still looked so elegant. Looking closer, I noticed his eyes had closed and decided that now was a good time for a nap. I took my hand out of his hair and grabbed my phone on the table. I set an alarm for 30 minutes from now and set it back down. I laid my head back and closed my eyes as well. All the sound coming from the TV faded away and I fell asleep.

(Mark POV)

I woke up to a loud alarm sound with my head on Ethan's lap and his arm on my waist. I quickly sat up as Ethan turned off the alarm. "Hey, sleepy head," Ethan said, reaching his hand out and ruffling up my hair. I was too tired and sad to make fun of him or hit him, so I just let him do it. "Sorry for falling asleep on you," I say. Ethan replies, "Nah, it's okay. It was cute." I'm pretty sure he winked at me afterwards. Why did I shiver at that? Why do I want to be back in his lap? Quick, think of something funny to say! Shit! Umm... I felt my face go red and tried to cover it by setting my face in my hand, pretending that I was just holding my face up. Ethan didn't seem to notice, at least he didn't say anything, and stretched. He stretched his arms out over his head and leaned back, his shirt lifting up just enough to reveal a part of his abdomen. I caught myself staring and quickly looked away before Ethan had finished.
"What time is it?" I said, thinking out loud. Ethan grabbed his phone and read it aloud, "Uhhh... 6:67- fuck, no, 6:47 God okay, there we go. 6:47." I laughed at him, "Pffftt Fucking idiot." He started to laugh with me. Fuck, I loved that laugh. It went silent after a while. Ethan quickly spoke up, "So, do you want to get your stuff situated? I don't know how long you'll be staying here, but I have some room in the closet in my recording room if you need to hang up your clothes." I nod, "Yeah, I don't really know either. Thanks, though." He replies with "sure thing, man," and I get up from the couch, walking towards his recording room down the hall.