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    Sean took a deep breath, jogging down the stairs. He was really craving attention, anything from Mark that wasnt mean. Mark had been avoiding him for a few months and Sean just assumes Mark would get over it, but he didnt and he had even stopped sleeping in the same bed as Sean! Sean felt ignored, he felt bad. He didnt know what he had done! He looked around and spotted Mark on the couch. He jogged in and smiled. "Hey Mark!! How about we go out for dinner or something tonight?" He asked sweetly, attempting to kiss his lover.

    Mark got flashes of the creature and shoved him off,"Jack, just please, don't." He sighed as he scooted to the other side kf the couch, his eyes wide in fear as he was shaking

    Sean stared at Mark in disbeleif. That was just.. Just too far. He teared up, the water streaming from his eyes. "MARK, YOU... YOU..." He rubbed his eyes. "YOU SELFISH PRICK!" He screamed, breaking down crying. "YOU KNOW, I'VE BEEN TRYING SO FUCKING HARD THE PAST FEW MONTHS TO TALK TO YOU BUT ALL YOU DO IS IGNORE ME! I DONT KNOW WHAT I DID WRONG BUT I'M SORRY, OKAY?!" He screamed, rubbing his eyes. "You know what... I'm going out. Don't think to call me, though I doubt you even would!" He shouted, storming out the front door and slamming it, causing Chica to jump.

    Mark tried to call him back but Anti falshed in his head and he groaned and fell iver with a sudden massive migraine



    Dark sat at the bar, a giant bottle of Spirytus is one hand and his head in the other, a board look on his face. Then he saw Sean walk in. He smiled darkly(pun intended) to himself as the Irishman sat down,"Time to work magik." He said as he drank from the bottle. He had to wait until Sean was semi-drunk to approach him

    Sean sat down as the bartender, Bob, walked over. "Hey Sean, been seeing you often lately. "Shoite aint gettin better... Give me a double shot of the strongest shoite you got." He grumbled, leaning his chin on the counter. His eyes were bloodshot, he had been crying. He was wearing black jeans that were tight at the waist but baggy over the legs, and a baggy white t-shirt that made him look quite adorable and tired. He rubbed his eyes softly as his drink was passed over. He took a large swig and sighed. "What happened?" Bob asked, leaning on the counter. "Mark looked at me like I was a monster again and I lost it... Maybe if I had been quite for a bit longer though, we wouldn't be.. This." He sighed softly, taking another swig and asking for a re-fill.

    Dark watched him, he knew what Anti was doing because Anti didn't like the way Mark moved in bed. He loved Dark's moved however. Now all Dark had to do was get Sean drunk and he could pass as Mark for the night, if you catch the drift. He kept drinking but never getting drunk he watched the Irishman and couldn't wait to release some if his tensions.

    The irishman slowly loosened up after a few more drinks, giggling softly as a light pink spread across his face. He rubbed his eyes as a different male walked over. "Hey there cutie~" The man snickered softly. The irishman rolled his eyes softly. "Hi there" He chuckled. He was drunk, he didnt know he had a boyfriend. Hell, when he was sober he barely even noticed he had a boyfriend. Mark was always avoiding him.. But, Mark would regret that soon. Though neither party knew.

    Dark chuckled as the Irishman greeted him drunkenly,"Hi there. You look nice....wanna head back to my place?~" Dark purred in his low and seductive voice as his hand ribbed Sean's thigh slowly. Dark himself was very much sober, but Sean was trashed.

    Sean bit his lip softly. "Sure thinn-ng babe." He hummed drunkenly, getting up and stumbling a bit. Not until there was light would he realize this wasn't Mark, he couldnt tell in the dim lighting of the bar. He clung to the taller male's arm in an adorable yet somehow flirty way. "Can't waittt~"

    Dark chuckled as he and Sean left. They took his car back and when they got inside Dark had taken him up to the room and had already stripled his shirt as he began to kiss Sean almost roughly

    Sean was into it for a bit till he saw 'Mark's' eyes. They were red and.. Darker... "M-Mark..?" He asked, breaking the kiss and panting softly. "y-you alri-ight baby..?" He asked drunkenly, looking around. They were standing in the middle of a hotel room. Sean would gradually sober up in the next few hours.

    "I'm perfectly fine, babe. I just want you so bad you don't even know it." Dark said panting as he shoved Sean onto a bed and got over him,"Lets get these off, shall we?" Dark said in a seductive voice as his hand snuck up the irishman's shirt

    Mark was never so hasty. "M-mark, slow down a bit babe.." He said quietl,y, pulling the male into another kiss, wrapping his arms slowly around Dark's neck. Sean was spectacle, yes, but didn't realize it completely yet.

    "I dont care if you do that all night." Dark purred into Sean's ear, he snaked his finger through the belt loop and pulled slightly,"We're going to have a lot of fun."

    "Nope, and don't plan on me being shy either. Tonight I take care of you." His hand started to run the growing lump in Sean's pants as Dark smiled down at the bright red cluster below him