Jack laid in bed mark acting as the big spoon, arms wrapped around him. Jack laid there and pondered for quite some time. Maybe mark didn't like the kiss maybe mark wasn't gay. They had never really talked about it but jack knew something was wrong. He rolled over to face mark with a soft smile, and wrapped his arms around marks torso making sure to snuggle right into his warmth.
The next morning mark wasn't in the bed. Jack sat up a bit and looked around. Was it a dream? He gets out of bed, making his way towards the bathroom. He gets one glance of himself in the mirror and shrieked. Man he looked terrible. He traced his fingers over the bruises on his face and touched his bottom lip that had been split open about four days ago. He sighed and heads towards the shower. As soon as he was undressed he got in the shower, letting the warm water splash against his back before actually cleaning himself. Once he got out he looked down at his body completely and rubbed the fog on the mirror off. He didn't like what he saw. Stitches under his ribs, bruising, bruised hand marks on his wrists and stomach along with one on his neck. He slowly raised his hand and placed it on his neck to match up with the larger bruised print. He takes in a shakey breath, backing away from there mirror. Jumping slightly when he heard a knock on the door. "Ju- just a moment please." He said trying to sound as normal as possible.
Mark shrugged and speaks up. "Hey, uh I've got your food ready, when you're done in there you're welcome to come join me." Mark heads back towards the kitchen and begins to dish plates. He over hears a thud and glanced out the kitchen doorway. "Hey you alright?" He called out towards the bathroom. Jack struggling to answer.
Jack was now tangled in a white towel and laying in the tub. He groaned and called out. "Yeah I'm good, just trying to get dressed!" He stands up and grabbed another towel, drying off the rest of his body. He pulled on black skinny jeans that fade to grey near the bottom at the knee. He then grabbed a red v neck shirt with black stripes and some grey socks. He wandered out into the hall, throwing his sweats and t shirt into his room as he walked by.
Mark was sitting at the table, reading the file closely. The least he could do was try and solve the rest of it and find the bodies. Even though they had arrested the man something felt off. The moment he saw jack he closed the file and shoved it under the food mat, shoving some food in his mouth to look natural. "Oh hi jack!" He said and smiled, crumbs falling out of his mouth. Jack looked at him pulling a face and then sighed. "Morning mark." jack slowly shuffled over and looked at his plate. It was across from mark and had a few things on the plate. He then looked up at mark who looked a bit confused. He then grabbed his plate and dragged it over to sit next to mark. "So, anything new?" He asked and mark shrugged. "Just waiting for the farmer he's supposed to check in every day at noon. Its only ten." Mark said and smiled, taking another bite. After sitting in silence and a few bites jack decided to speak up. "Are you upset that I kissed you last night? You didn't say anything so I just assumed it was OK." Mark looked up from his plate and shrugged. "I mean. You were just tired and probably weren't thinking right. So. I don't know if it meant something. Probably didn't." Jacks heart sank at those words and he nods. "Right sorry." He looked at his plate before getting up. Stupid mark. Stupid feelings. He gets up and heads to his room, closing the door. Mark looked up and sighed. It was killing him not to admit these feelings. But it wasn't the right time. Especially if that was Jason's plan to get them together. For now he would just have to pretend he wasn't interested.
