true life story lol, that apple was fucking huge but also yummy
Summary: Roger is going through withdrawal, Mark decides to cheer him up
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Mark barges through the sliding doors of the loft with his bike and a brown paper bag, all smiles
Roger is glowering in a corner by the window looking out at the snow, all frowns, well obviously he's mad at the snow, the snow is a real sob with all its cold and whiteness. This apprently angers Roger while he goes through withdrawal
Now what happens when all smiles comes in contact with all frowns?
"Hey" Mark says making his way over to Roger by the window, dusting the fallen snow off his shoulder and onto the floor
Silence
Mark isn't phased by this "Here I got you something" he hands Roger the brown paper sack, he doesn't even acknowleddge that Mark is there, or he does and is just ignoring him, that's Mark's best bet
Silence
"Well?" Mark ask eager to know the results of his little gift
Roger clears his throat and looks as if he's about to say something but looks out the window
"C'mon Rog, will you just look in the bag"
Roger looks up at Mark still all frowns and snatches the bag open, he pulls out an overly grown golden delicious apple that's the size of his fist
He looks at the apple, then Mark, then out the window before looking back at Mark who is still standing over him…smiling "And just what the fuck am I supposed to do with this?" he asks obviously mad at the apple for its size or Mark...more than likely Mark
"Well I know when I was feeling shitty my sister would get me a golden delicious apple and-"
Roger cuts him off "I didn't fucking ask for your life story, but just what the fuck am I supposed to do with this?"
"Eat it I hope" he smiles at his friend
"Mark get this shit away from me" he demands angrily
"What? I thought that-"
"Mark the gesture is nice fucking sweet even but you fucktard what the fuck am I supposed to do with an apple this fucking big!?"
Mark takes a step back from Mr. pissed at the world with hands up in mock defense
"Alright alright give it back if you don't want it"
This apparently makes him even madder
"Don't be a damn Indian giver" he growls and places both hands on the apples and takes what looks like a painful bite out of the huge apple. Mark wants to laugh and tell Roger that he looks like a caveman eating that way but he decides against it, its for the best, besides he bruises.
Roger smiles for the first time in two weeks, the smile quickly disappears when he notice Mark looking at him, He frowns and blushes at the same time "Just what the fuck are you looking at, never seen a man eat a freakishly huge apple" he frowns again
Mark laughs "Actually no"
Silence
"I'm sorry" Mark lowers his head
"You should be" he rolls his eyes and takes another huge bite of the apple, his whole mouth trying to get a firm grip around it, he's slobbering even
He sees Mark about to say something "Mark" he starts with a sigh and closed eyes, Mark's ears immediately perk up thinking that he's about to be thanked "Next time you have a thought…let it go"
Mark rolls his eyes "Your welcome ass" he starts to walk away but Roger calls him back and he holds the look of an abandoned lost puppy as he holds the apple up to him
"Share?"
He gauges Roger's mood before taking a step forward and accepting the offer. They spend the rest of the day eating that freak of nature apple by the window. After the apple is long gone after a good 20 minutes. Roger lays his head on Mark's shoulder
"Thanks" he whispers and snuggles close to the young filmmaker
Mark is all smiles cause he knows that its all worth it in the end. Roger's worth it.