Roger
For a long time after I'm back in my right mind, I silently lay with Mark curled up in my arms. It's nice... and it proves to me that this can't just be a "fling". Ha ha! I knew it was love! I finally roll over a little to see the clock. "Mark?" I poke his arm gently. "Mimi's gonna be home from work soon... I don't think shocking her is the right way to go around this."
Mark
I wake up slowly, wondering why he's poking me. "Didn't you listen when
that girl explained about how you shouldn't poke people?" I ask, then shake my head, riiiight,
Mimi. "Yeah you're right so... should I go? Or just get dressed?"
Roger
I shake my head, although I smile at the thought. "I think if I'm in bed in boxers and you're here with me clothed, she'll think I'm sick. I don't wanna worry her... Maybe we both should just get dressed. I can make you tea." I shudder at the thought, but Mark likes it.
Mark
"Alright, we'll both get dressed, and how about
hot chocolate? Would that repulse you less than tea?" Perhaps I'll just
have to start brushing my teeth after I have tea so my mouth doesn't taste
funny to him... none of him tastes funny...
Roger
"It's okay." I shrug as I start to after-sex hunt around the bedroom to find my boxers. "I can live with having tea in the loft... I have since I was 19 after all, haven't I?" I look over my shoulder to wink at him. "Besides, I'm sure we have Coke somewhere in that fridge, I can just have that to drink." I grin triumphantly as I find my boxers tossed behind the amp.
Mark
"Yeah you have but I don't mind having hot chocolate every so often so you
don't have to deal with the tea as much," I smile, actually wanting hot
chocolate now. Remembering I'm naked I look around until I find most of my
clothes and then stand up, and put them on. "Hot
chocolate for one or two?"
Roger
Good old Mark, understanding the tea story. When I told Maureen it, she just got confused, laughed and tried to serve me tea again. "I thought I was making you something to drink?" I ask, struggling with the zipper on my pants. Hmmm, if Mark jammed it... But then the zipper slides up and I forget to be mad.
Mark
As Roger tried to put on his pants I try not to laugh, he's cute when he's
frustrated. "Alright then, you can make the hot chocolate, do we know when
Mimi's coming or is it just soon?" I ask out of curiosity. "And do
you want me to leave when she gets here? Just because... that would be kind of
awkward..."
Roger
I shrug, trying to think about what Mimi told me. "Whenever she's home from work. You know how long it takes to get from the Cat Scratch." I start out into the "kitchen" (portioned from the "living room" with a curtain) before realizing what else Mark said and stopping. "Why would you leave? It's your place too." I stare blankly at him.
Mark
Following him into the kitchen I remember Mimi talking about how she has to
deal with a bunch of stuff after work and how some things it takes longer than
other times. Almost running into Roger who's now looking at me, I shrug.
"I just thought you might want to have a private conversation with
her."
Roger
I stare at Mark, finally realizing what he means. "Oh! You mean leave the room! Oh!" I grin, trying to erase how stupid I just was. "Maybe that'd be a good idea. It might... you know, intimidate Mimi if we're both standing there staring at her. Besides, I don't know if I should tell her I've already involved you, if she doesn't agree." I shrug and start rummaging through our cupboards.
Mark
No, if she doesn't agree we can just keep our little relationship a secret, I
think to myself. "Alright then, in a few minutes I'll go to my room…
there's this video that I have to edit still, and that's a logical reason for
me to go."
Roger
I finally manage to find the hot chocolate mix, hidden behind a bunch of noodle soups. I turn around to show my triumph over the food-stealing cupboards, when I realize what I just said might have upset Mark. I set down the hot chocolate mix and hold out my arms. "Hey... come here."
Mark
I raise my eyebrows, a bit surprised at Roger as he's usually not one to give
out hugs. Deciding he's being serious I walk over to him and let his arms
surround me. "Thanks Roger," I mumble into his shoulder as a smile
comes over my face, I can't believe that this is actually happening.
Roger
I hold Mark to me tightly, a wide grin coming over my face. I can tell this is making him feel better, and that makes me feel good. I thought this only worked on people like Mimi. People like Mimi as in my girlfriend. "You're welcome," I tell him quietly.
Mimi
"Augh!" I let out a loud scream, effectively letting some of my frustration out as I stomp into the loft. "My boss is an ASSHOLE." I throw my jacket down on the table, then stop dead when I realize Roger's hugging a guy. "Oh... my..." Some confusion dissipates as I realize it's Mark. Mark's probably upset. Mark's ALWAYS upset. And he's clingy.
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Author's Note: I don't think there's really much else to say… Except that Mimi was written by Kate, Mark was written by Queenie and Roger was interchangeable.
Disclaimer: Still not ours.
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