John pulled back from the hug slightly to look at Mark when he noticed that Mark was staring at him. He started to reach up to Mark's face but pulled his hand back. Mark saw the action and snapped out of his daze.
"You better get home, John," Mark said as he released John from the hug. John nodded and Mark watched him walk home. Mark walked back into the house and thought it sounded like WWIII in the kitchen. Dameon and Caleb came running down the hall crying, so Mark picked them both up. "What's wrong boys?" he asked. "Daddies fight," Caleb said through tears and Dameon nodded. Mark went to where Al and Jeffrey were trying to ignore the fight by watching TV. He set both boys down and said, "Al, Jeff, take these two upstairs and I'll try to calm your dads down." The two nodded and the younger boys followed them upstairs.
Mark walked into the kitchen just as Glen was yelling, "You lied, you promised you wouldn't get involved. If I wanted a nosy, gossipy, busy body I would've married a one." Randy just stared as Glen grabbed his keys and walked out the door.
He watched as Randy just slumped in the kitchen chair and put his head in his hands. "Sorry Mark," Randy said. "It's ok. John didn't take it personally, he knew you were being a friend," Mark told him. "Randy, what did you feel when you first kissed Glen?" Mark asked. Randy looked up at him and said, "It felt right, Mark. It felt good and right with him. He was the one I wanted to be with."
Mark just nodded with a thoughtful expression on and said, "I'll go see if he's calmed down, while you get the kids ready for bed. I'll get Dameon when I come back." Randy went upstairs while Mark went to get his brother.
Mark walked outside and looked towards John's house thoughtfully, then he shook his head looking for his brother. Glen hadn't gone anywhere he was sitting in his truck and when he saw Mark walking toward him, he growled. Mark arched an eyebrow at Glen and said "Don't growl at me boy. I'm not the one you're angry with." Glen sighed, "I know, but he lied. He promised he wouldn't get involved in your life."
"Well, he apologized, now go make up with him," Mark said and started to walk away but turned around saying, "Tell him I'll get Dameon when I come back." Glen started to ask where he was going when he saw Mark heading to John's house. He smirked and walked into his house.
As Mark walked to John's he realized that Randy may be right. That one of the 'different' feelings that he had felt when he first 'kissed' John was that this was 'right'. The second feeling was simpler to know, he wanted to. When he had John in his arms earlier he realized that he wanted to kiss the younger man. He reached John's house and it was still light out, so he figured even if John had work tomorrow he would still be awake.
At John's House
After leaving the arms of Mark, John walked into his own house. It felt cold, lonely compared to the warm, safe feeling of being in Mark's arms. John sighed as he walked further in his house. The light from outside was starting to dim so he switched the living room lamp on. He was greeted by the large wedding photo of Evan and him on the wall that Mark had helped hang a month earlier.
He slowly walked to it and ran his fingers over the visual of Evan standing opposite of him at the altar. 'Evan, love, I need your help.' John thought has he stared at Evan, 'I know you wouldn't want me to stay lonely, but am I ready to move on? I've met a man, he's nice, but I don't know if he's ever been with another man. Hell, I don't know if he's interested in men. Isn't there a sign or something you can send me?' John sighed and headed upstairs to change when he heard a knock at his door.
Opening his front door, John met a finger to his lips and was gently guided back into the house. He looked up and saw a storm of mixed emotions in Mark's eyes. Mark shut the door and gently pushed John against the nearest wall with his finger staying on John's lips.
Mark looked into those blue eyes and saw the confusion in them as he bent his head to capture those lips that haunted his thoughts day and night. He gently kissed John's lips at first and when John offered no resistance, he added more force to the kiss. Mark licked John's lip asking entrance and John readily opened his lips, feeling Mark slide his tongue into his mouth. John almost moaned into the sensations that Mark's tongue was causing, he let Mark explore every part of his mouth.
Mark's tongue started to coax John's into a tantalizing tongue tango and John wrapped his arms around Mark's neck pulling him closer. Mark growled his approval and pulled John closer to him by the hips. Mark was beginning to think that Randy had been right. Kissing and being this close to John felt right and good, despite a nagging little voice in a deep corner of his mind telling him something was wrong.
Mark pulled John slightly closer and John moaned into the kiss. Mark smirked as he deepened the kiss, and started to move his hands under John's shirt exploring his body. As he kissed John, his hands traveled across John's taut stomach and six-pack. His hands lifted John's shirt little by little until it reached John's chest and his hands started to lightly message the well muscled chest. John's breath hitched and Mark let his lips travel John's jaw and to his neck.
Mark wanted to go further but the 9 o'clock chiming of John's clock, Mark's senses came back to him. He looked at the time and saw a reminder of why he thought something was off or wrong. He gently put some space between him and John. He noticed the worried look on John's face and smirked. He lightly kissed John on the lips hoping to somewhat reassure him and said, "I will come to see you again, but you have work tomorrow and I have to get my son." Mark saw some of the apprehension leave John's eyes and gave him a quick, soft kiss good-bye before walking out the door.
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