Cark (A Cry and Mark Fan fiction)
"Dammit, Cry!" Mark shouted, frustrated at the fact that Cry had beaten him at Speed Runner, for the fifth time.
"Sorry man, I'm just too good," replied Cry in a satisfactory voice.
"Next time, let's play I game that I'm actually good at"
"I'll think about it," said Cry. As Mark and Cry went to go play the Xbox, Mark looked at him out of the corner of his eye. Mark couldn't believe how beautiful he was. His brown hair and his white Cry mask. Even though they were friends, Cry still wanted to keep his identity on the down low, and Mark understood that. He loved it when Cry wore his mask, it made Cry look sophisticated… and even a bit cute. The side of Mark's mouth twitched into a smile.
"What?" Cry asked after he finished hooking up the Xbox.
"Uh, nothing," Mark said. He was embarrassed at the fact that Cry caught him looking at him. "I was just.. uh… I'm getting something to eat, do you want something?"
"Yeah, if you could heat me up some of that left over pizza in the fridge, that would be great, thanks," said Cry. Mark slowly got up off the couch and scurried into the kitchen. As soon as he went to go put the cold pizza in the microwave, he turned around to find Cry right behind him. Cry pulled him closer and kissed him. Mark couldn't believe it! He had always had a crush on Cry, since the day they met. Mark had always thought that they were just friends, but he didn't just want to be friends, he wanted something more than that. Mark kissed him back with passion as they leaned up against the metal fridge. They were interrupted by the loud beeping of the microwave. They both jump and separated from each other.
"Did you still want the pizza?" Mark asked Cry, as he wiped his mouth.
"Nah, I think I would prefer this," Cry replied as he scooped up Mark and kissed him gently. Mark knew that this was the start of something incredible. He knew that Cry was his, and he was Cry's.