AN: Ugh! I'm like the worst Fan-Fictioner EVER.
This story is SO much harder than I thought it would be. This is just something to tide you over until I can get this chapter done.
I'm so sorry for being so horrible. This 'chapter' is nothing important, just something to let you know where i'm going with it.


A couple of months went by and Mark and Jeff hadn't really spoken about the night they shared after Jeff had lost the title. There were times when one of them would say something or do something that would make the night reply in their mind, but neither one of them dared speak a word of what had happened. Mark choked it up to it being 'goodbye' sex. Although he tried to be callous about the situation and pretend that it didn't weigh heavy on his mind constantly, he didn't want to say anything to Jeff about it. If Jeff hadn't said something about it already, than that's all it was- sex. No feelings attached. No matter how they felt in those moments or the feelings they vocalized, the subject felt taboo.

Jeff often thought about the night too. He hadn't planned on what happened to happen. He was angry and upset about having to give up the title he'd worked so hard to earn and sleeping with Mark was not at the top of his mind. When he wasn't with Mark, he thought about him, but he simply thought it was because they shared so much history. Of course they were once friends, then lovers then nothing but memories to one another. When neither one of them could handle being apart, they became friends again, then lovers once more. And like before, circumstances and situations made it so that it was too hurtful to stay so close. When Mark had asked for Jeff's forgiveness, Jeff couldn't refuse it to him, but he was determined to not let history repeat itself. They could be friends, but nothing more. Neither he or Mark could ever completely understand how harmful they were to one another, but it never seemed to matter in the moments of passion that led back to the renewal of their relationship.

They were both stuck in the space where they didn't want to continue hurting each other, but didn't know how to completely let go of each other. Mark wasn't ready too, but knew he couldn't do anything about his feelings because it would mean that Jeff's health would end up taking a backseat; and Jeff was set on not getting hurt again, at all costs he was going to make sure that he wouldn't let Mark hurt him again, even if it meant he'd be hurting himself and Mark in the process.

So, for the time, they we're friends. Jeff's health was 100% better than it had been in years and Mark was learning to focus his attention on being what he thought he never was: being a real, true friend to Jeff because it was what Jeff needed him to be.


I know, I know.
I'm getting to work on the ending of this next chapter.
Bear with me!