A/N: This is my first Mark/Roger, well my first RENT fic all together… anyways, I've read a lot of Mark/Roger fics so I decided to write one and when writing it, I realized that some of the events are similar to some in other fics. I DID NOT COPY! Well now that I say I didn't, you guys are probably going to say, "oh she just said that so we believe that she didn't copy, when she really did." I didn't! hmm, I don't know why I'm obsessing about this… never mind! Review please!
Roger stared down at the scrawny man sleeping below him. Mark fell asleep on the couch after a long day of filming. He looked so tranquil. Roger didn't even want to move him to the bed in fear of interfering with his peacefulness. But if he didn't, he would regret not waking up with him as they did every day for the past year and a half. After debating in his mind, he raised Mark into his arms and slowly moved towards their bedroom. After gently lying him down, he crawled into bed next to him. Roger moved closer to Mark's figure, their foreheads almost touching. Roger, who thought Mark was still sleeping, was surprised when Mark intertwined their fingers and squeezed. Roger caught a glimpse of a smile on Mark's face and before he knew what was happening, Mark flipped Roger on his back and crawled on top of him.
"Well, you're awake," Roger remarked with a smirk. Mark smiled then leaned down and planted a kiss on Roger's soft lips.
"What are we doing this weekend," Mark questioned. Roger shrugged.
"I don't know; whatever you want," Roger replied. Mark hesitated.
"I think it's time we told your parents," he suggested.
"Told them what?"
"About us, they don't even know we're together. You can't keep that from them forever. I want to meet them too."
"I can't tell them, Mark."
"Yes, you can. You told Julie."
"Julie's different. She's my sister."
"She's still family," Mark pointed out. Mark let himself collapse fully onto Roger's body, resting his head on his cheat.
"I don't know," Roger sighed.
"Don't make me force you," Mark said playfully.
"I wanna see you force me," Roger said sarcastically.
"Fine, no sex until you tell them." Roger rolled over, gently pinning Mark underneath him and stared into Mark's blue eyes, trying to make him take that back. Roger knew he could make Mark do anything just using his eyes. Mark shook his head. "That's not gonna work this time."
"Fine," he gave in. Mark smiled to himself.
"It's still early. Call your parents and tell them we're coming tomorrow."
On the bus to Clinton, New York…
Mark clenched Roger's hand tightly. Roger hadn't said a word since the bus started moving. His nervousness has got the best him. Mark had never seen him this nervous. Roger was always the more laid back one in the group. If anyone should be nervous right now, it should be Mark. Mark was going to meet them for the first time and Roger insisted he wasn't afraid of telling his parents.
"I thought you weren't nervous," Mark said grinning.
"I lied." Roger looked down at his feet. "I came from a good family, one that is so afraid of change. I was always the free-spirit, everyone else...," he trailed off but Mark got the point.
"It'll be alright, Rog." Roger smiled at Mark and kissed his hand.
Three hours later…
Roger and Mark exited the bus, hand-in-hand, and searched for his sister. After a couple seconds, someone yelled his name and ran up to them.
"Roger!" They hugged while Mark just stood off to the side. Julie looked just like Roger, same piercing green eyes, same wavy dirty blonde hair. Mark wondered if they were twins.
"Julie, this is Mark. Mark, this is my sister, Julie," Roger introduced, grabbing Mark's hand again.
"Aw, you two are so cute together," she said in a high pitched voice. "Come on, let's go."
Julie, Mark and Roger arrived at the Davis residence about ten minutes later. Julie and mark started moving towards the house, but Roger stayed on the sidewalk, staring up at the house. Mark had to grab his leather jacket to get him walking. Julie walked in first and Roger motioned for Mark to go next. As Mark stepped through the front door, Roger playfully slapped his ass, causing him to jump slightly. Roger smiled but then was ambushed by his mother.
"Roggie," she squealed, hugging him tightly. "I haven't seen you in so long!"
"I know," he said softly. She finally released him. "Mom, this is my… friend, Mark. Mark, this is my mom."
"It's nice to meet you Mrs. Davis," he started.
"Call me Monica," she replied, shaking his hand. "No need to be so formal. Okay, boys, it's getting late. We have the two twin beds in Roger's old room. Feel free to stay up as late as you want, but I think I'm gonna turn in. Goodnight, boys."
"Goodnight, Mom," Roger said before she disappeared up the stairs. "Well, that's wasn't too bad. You tired?"
"Yeah," he yawned.
"Me too, come on." Mark followed Roger up the stairs and into the bedroom. Once the door closed, Roger gently pushed Mark against it and kissed him. Roger pressed his body close to Mark's, eliminating all space between them, and deepened the kiss. Roger pulled Mark's t-shirt over his head and threw it across the room. Who knows what would have happened if Julie hadn't knocked on the door. Roger pushed away from Mark with a sigh.
"Who is it?"
"Julie, open up." Mark moved away from the door to get his shirt and Roger let her in. Julie stepped in and noticed Mark without his shirt on.
"Can't you wait until you get back to the city?"
"What do you want," he asked annoyance obviously present in his voice.
"Just wanted to let you know that Dad has to work a few hours tomorrow and you should tell them when he gets home," she explained.
"I don't know. It's too soon."
"Roger, you're only here for another day and a half."
"Fine," Roger mumbled.
"Great. See you guys tomorrow," she said, leaving the room.
"I don't wanna tell them," Roger complained.
"Too late," Mark teased.
A/N: So, I really want to know what you guys think so review!