The slightly taller man raised an eyebrow as the other spoke about him possibly biting. That caused a soft laugh to leave his lips. "Kinky," he teased. Surprised to see Jack opening up to him more and more than he ever had before. Now they were both teasing one another, which is absolutely fun. "We could play left 4 dead, you like zombies?" He questioned. Watching as Jack fondled with his own green hair. A grin forming in his face upon seeing curl and go all over the place. "You look absolutely silly," he hummed. Moving a hand over to gently fix at the Irishman's hair. While pressing a gentle kiss against his cheek. Winking lightly as he stood, going to put in the game he was looking for. Mark heard Chica coming over quickly, bouncing up onto the bed and laid down beside Jack.
Secrets Best Left In The Dark [Septiplier - Mark needed] [PAFP]
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Jack grinned a little. "Yeah, man. I haven't played Left 4 Dead in a long time." The Irishman didn't play many multiplayer games growing up. He never really had anyone to play them with. He had a few siblings growing up, but none of them really showed interest in playing games. Jack didn't mind it too much-- video games were his usual escape.
Jack smiled at his comment about his hair. "Oh, yeah, my hair is crazy when I don't dry it myself." His cheeks lit up red when Mark kissed his cheek. A shy grin broke across his face, chuckling softly. I'm such a dork, he thought sheepishly, gently brushing his dyed bangs aside. He gazed down at Chica as she laid down beside him. "Hey there," he smiled at the dog, rubbing Chica on the head."Top of tha' mornin to ya, laddies!"
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"Good! I haven't either. I barely was able to play with someone. So I just gave up the game for a while. Didn't sell it, no. I waited to find some to play with before I would pull out this game again," he said. Still searching for Left 4 Dead, until he managed to find the game hidden with the others. Pulling it out, he placed it into the Xbox and shifted back to settle down with Jack. Settling down to the point where their sides were nearly touching. He could barely squeeze in, since Chica was there cuddling up to Jack. Upon seeing that, Mark wanted to squeal and take a picture. Though he refrained from doing something as childish as that. What made his own face flush was when Jack blushed from the kiss. He hummed as he decided to move Chica away a bit, grabbing at the Irishman to move him away. Pulling him over so he was resting between his legs. Chin gently resting down on the others head. Enjoying his company greatly.
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Jack ran his fingertips through his hair, chuckling a little. "Yeah, I use to just play with it myself. I never really grew up with friends, and my siblings didn't care much for video games." The Irishman knew it probably sounded sad that he didn't have friends, but Jack was a bit more of an introvert as a child.
Jack squeaked in surprise a little when Mark moved him. He blushed a little when he adjusted to his new position. He gazed up at Mark, chuckling. "Were you jealous Chica was getting attention?" he teased gently. He settled against Mark's chest, relaxing against the other male's body. He gripped the other controller in his hands gently, tilting his head to the side a bit."Top of tha' mornin to ya, laddies!"
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"I had my brother to play with, so we did things ad kids. But ever since we both grew up, we've rarely been playing games with one another," Mark kept his head settled on Jack's own as he spoke. Looking down toward him and blushing sheepishly and shifting in slight embarrassment. "No, I just wanted to cuddle you. And I figured you wanted to be comfortable," He said. Face red from the Irishman teasing him. He soon allowed his body to slouch down, head resting against his shoulder. Starting up the game from the very beginning. Not wanting to skip ahead, just in case Jack didn't know what was going on. "Which characters are you going to play?" He asked. Raising an eyebrow in slight curiosity, arm still curled around his body. Nuzzling Jack's neck, he hummed and lightly kissed at his neck. Waiting for him to speak about what character he wanted.
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Jack smiled a little. "Ah, well, you're very comfortable." A small chuckle followed his words. His blue gaze returned to the screen after a second. He thought for a moment about character selection. "Ah, geez.. I barely remember how to play now. What's a good character?" he asked.
He smiled a little as Mark kissed his neck. He gazed up at Mark, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "That's twice you've missed my lips," he joked, lightly chuckling. He liked how he could be more comfortable around Mark. He usually felt uncomfortable around people because he felt like he was a nuisance."Top of tha' mornin to ya, laddies!"
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"How about Francis? It's been a long time, they're all good characters anyways..." He hummed. Selecting Louis, since he really wanted to play as the old man. Even though the man was a total pain, he found it fun to play as him. His brown eyes shifted down when Jack spoke up about missing his lips once more. Upon saying that, his eyes rolled and he moved a hand up to move his head toward him more. Pressing a light kiss to his lips, before pulling back and grinning widely. "I didn't miss that time, I'm not that bad at aiming," Mark said. Nuzzling the Irishman's head lovingly, keeping him as close as he possibly could. Enjoying the fact that they teased one another with playful comments.
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"Okay!" He chose Francis, following Mark's advice. If he could recall correctly, Francis was the one he use to choose the most. The others were fine, and he would choose them from time to time to change up the game. However, he always found himself returning to Francis.
Jack chuckled, grinning when Mark kissed him. His cheeks lit up again. "Heh, yeah.. And you're not that bad of a kisser, either," he smiled. He rested his head against Mark, a content sigh escaping his lips. Any negative thought had fled his mind for the time being. His heart had begun to feel fluttery in his chest, and he felt his cheeks burning gently."Top of tha' mornin to ya, laddies!"
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Mark grinned as the other actually chose Francis. Still keeping his head on top of the others own. Making sure to not get his mouth full of fluffy hair as he spoke. "Of course I'm not a bad kisser. I'm interested to see what you're good at," he teased. Nuzzling the others head after a moment, listening to their characters talk to one another. Then they started in the game and instantly went for it. "So... I haven't played this in a while. So sorry if I suck ass," he made a face, holding onto his remote, while his arms were wrapped around Jack's waist. Making sure the Irishman was comfortable against him. The guy didn't seem to be complaining. So he assumed he was doing well.
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Jack grinned. "Things that I'm good at.. there aren't too many of those," he chuckled lightly. Jack use to be able to play drums, but he stopped playing years ago. He use to be able to play video games pretty well, but he hadn't touched a game since he left Ireland. He had heard from some of his old friends that he gives good hugs, which was debatable, depending on who you asked.
Jack hummed, "Ah, don't worry about it. I can't remember the last time I touched this game. I'll probably suck, too." He moved his character around, trying to remember the controls. Having a controller in my hands almost feels foreign to me now, he thought. It's been too damn long."Top of tha' mornin to ya, laddies!"
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"Oh come on, you don't even know what you're good at. I'm sure I'll find out," he playfully winked at Jack. Watching as Jack's character moved around awkwardly while he was figuring out the controls. "So we're both in this together. Glad to know that we are both going through this awkwardness," he hummed. Moving his head to nuzzle the Irishman gently. Taking in his scent, which kept him calm and content. He continued to play the game, shifting every now and then. Making sure not to shift Jack around too much. Afraid that would bother him to the point where he would move. A while into the game, he found himself falling asleep on himself. He was exhausted to the point where he nestled in against Jack's neck and found himself drifting off into slumber. Gently breathing on the the nape of his neck.
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Jack snorted, chuckling a bit. "We'll figure this out," he agreed. He felt Mark nuzzle against him, and he smiled a little. He enjoyed being close to the dark haired male. It had been a long while since he had been able to comfortably be close to someone. The last one had been... He refused to think of her at the moment. He was happy at the moment. He didn't need to go on another depressing mind journey.
Jack had been playing when he realized Mark seemed to be nodding off. Jack bit his bottom lip to keep from snickering. He really must be tired, he thought to himself. He gently nuzzled Mark, murmuring quietly, "Tired, huh?" He paused the game, setting the controller on his lap."Top of tha' mornin to ya, laddies!"
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"Hmm? Yeah..." He yawned. Keeping his eyes closed, while his face was buried against the others neck. Too comfortable and warm to not end up sleeping. He wanted to stay as snuggled close to Jack as he possibly could. He fiddled around with the remote, turning off the console. Grabbing the remote from Jack's hand gently, he pulled him down so they could settle and rest. Chica seemed to want to join in, because she nestled up between their feet. "I'm going to take a nap. I don't know what you want to do," he murmured. Kissing the Irishman's cheek in a gentle manner. Arms still curled around the others body.
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Jack blushed a little as he was pulled down. He didn't object, however. He gazed down at Chica for a moment. She must be getting jealous, he thought jokingly.
Jack rested his head against Mark's shoulder. "Mm.. you can go ahead and nap. I'll lay here with you. It'll give me time to think about stuff." Thinking. That was what Jack used to pass the time. His mind was full of thoughts. A lot of them were dark or depressing, and then there were the foggy memories he was trying to desperately remember. Nonetheless, Jack enjoyed thinking sometimes-- it gave him something to do, anyways. And he didn't want to leave Mark."Top of tha' mornin to ya, laddies!"
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"You sure? I don't want you to get bored or anything," he murmured. Resting his head down against the others head. A soft sigh leaving his lips as he laid there. He was afraid of falling asleep on Jack, the guy could do something. Or he could even have something bad happen to him. His head nuzzled against the others own. Closing his eyes lightly, slowly dozing off with the other wrapped up in his arms. Making sure he was comfortable and warm beside him if he was going to stay.
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Jack shook his head slightly. "Nah, I won't get bored. You don't have to worry about me." The Irishman wasn't too concerned about anything happening. At the moment, he was trying to relax himself. He had done nothing but stress over the past few days, and he didn't want anything to happen to himself or Mark.
"Who knows," he chuckled softly, "I might end up taking a nap, too." The energy the Irishman had just a while ago had mellowed down. Now, being warm and cuddled up to Mark, he could feel a bit of drowsiness start to seep into his mind. Jack would have to do a lot of sleeping to make up for the lost sleep."Top of tha' mornin to ya, laddies!"
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A soft chuckle left Mark's lips as Jack spoke about sleeping as well. "Good, you deserve some good rest," he murmured. Allowing his head to rest on Jack's own, he ended up going out like a light in a matter of minutes. Chest rising and falling slowly, breath soft and light to show that he was fast asleep. His arms were tangled around Jack's torso, while his legs were slightly jumbled with the others own. Making sure each part of them was warm in a way. He didn't want to wake up with a cold body, not like how he used to. He could feel Chica moving and warmth pressing against his back, causing him to smile in amusement. A soft noise left his lips as the body moved against him, a sigh exiting his throat upon getting comfortable once more. More thoughts started to fill his head. What if Jack's other personnel decides to show up? Then what am I going to do? He guessed that he would just have to pull through it.
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Jack smiled as Mark got himself comfortable. When he thought the other person was asleep, he relaxed a little into his embrace. Jack had only met Mark the day before, but the Irishman could feel himself falling hard for the other male. It was a strange phenomenon that Jack could only describe as his longing for attention.
Jack laid there for a while before he started to feel drowsy. Being cuddled up to Mark made him warm and drowsy. A nap can't hurt.. He sighed in content, closing his eyes and sinking into the bed and Mark. The green haired man fell asleep in a few moments.
Unfortunately, Jack was not blessed with dreamless sleep. Instead, he had a nightmare. He was being chased down by... something. The only way you could tell he was having a nightmare was from his twitching facial features, and the occasional twitch of his hands. Nightmares, unfortunately, were a common thing for Jack."Top of tha' mornin to ya, laddies!"
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Mark allowed a soft mumble to leave his lips as he slept. Arms still curled around Jack, making sure he was safe and sound. It was also a comfort for him, to show that the man he loved was beside him and alive. He twitched when he felt a hand jerk, causing him to lightly blink open his eyes. After getting them adjusted to the world around him, he glanced down toward the male beside him. Watching with discontent at the frightened and unhappy faces that Jack was making. Mark knew well that he was having a nightmare, that made him feel bad. He just laid down and kept his arms around Jack. While he lightly buried his face into he others neck, trying to comfort him from whatever horrors he was facing. What kind of nightmare was he having? Was it about him? That only made him worry more. He sighed and nuzzled his neck, settling back down to just ponder.
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Jack twitched a little more in his sleep. The thing he had been running from had finally caught up with him. It spoke in a deep, glitchy voice. The Irishman couldn't quite decipher what it was saying, but vivid imagery flashed through his mind as it spoke. Most of the imagery was of death. Past memories. Future fears. He visibly flinched as he saw a particularly gruesome image of Mark.
Jack snapped awake, his breath catching in his throat for a moment. His eyes, unknown to Jack, flickered solid black for a split second as he stared straight ahead. He blinked, a sigh escaping his lips. Another nightmare. He frowned. I had been doing so well without them... and now it seems they've come back. Jack use to get nightmares a lot before he went on the run. Quite often, he would be too tired to have dreams. He would fall fast asleep without a dream or a nightmare."Top of tha' mornin to ya, laddies!"