Roger
I peacefully watch Mimi sleep, until I hear Mark moving around in the outer apartment, and everything crashes down on me. I'm a hypocrite. I can't lay here, watching her sleep and loving her… Not after doing the same thing with Mark yesterday. I fumble around on the floor next to me until I find my clock. 1:00 in the afternoon. I should wake Mimi up, but she looks so happy and I know she needs the sleep. Besides, I also should talk to Mark. After almost leaving the room, then stopping and coming back to get a shirt, I'm finally standing, watching Mark work at the kitchen table. I clear my throat, waiting for him to look up.
Mark
After their 'fight' I sit in my room, half hurt and half
angry. How could Roger do this to me? It doesn't have to be
Mark? And what about having sex with me is so perverted? Sinking
back into my bed I softly cry myself to sleep, careful that no one can hear.
I awake the next morning and looking around I can see that I
didn't sleep very well. No part of me is on or near my mattress which
doubles as my bed and it seems that I've hit a few things in my sleep, no permanent
damage though, I think as I grab my stuff and go to the kitchen table to work
which I'm completely engrossed in until I hear Roger behind me.
Roger
"Mark?" I ask quietly, suddenly terrified of his reaction. There's no way he could have not heard me and Mimi's conversation last night... The walls here are paper-thin. And I forgot. I bend my knees so my head is about level with his and try to turn his head so he'll look at me. I start to reach an arm out for him, then decide that's a bad idea for numerous reasons.
Mark
Refusing to let my head budge when he touches me and just
continue working, there's been quite enough talk for now and if he thinks we're
going to have a nice little conversation about what happened last night then
kiss and make up he's lost it.
Roger
When he doesn't turn, my hand immediately drops as if it's been burned. Oh shit... I really screwed this up, didn't I? I never should have... I knew there was no chance for a relationship, and now I've gone and killed our friendship too. Stupid stupid Roger! "Mark?" I ask again, not surprised when he doesn't turn. "I'm... going to go have a shower. We really... really should talk after... Baby." I stand up, almost immediately bending down again to kiss the top of his head. After which, I could have slapped myself. Stupid Roger! I cringe and walk into the bathroom, hoping I can ignore this whole mess for a little.
Mark
Even though I know that part of this is my fault I really
don't care, because it's not my fault that he was such an asshole last night.
When he calls me baby I want to turn around and hit him but I know if I do I'll
just get hit harder so there's really no point. Looking down at my scraps
of film I try not to cry as I look down to see the label. "Roger being
cute"
Roger
I shake my head, wandering into the bathroom. I have got to be in the most trouble of any man on this planet. And it's all my damn heart's fault. Man would be much better off without emotions.
Mimi
I roll over on the mattress, immediately thudding the short distance to the floor. I lift my head up and groan, finding myself alone in the bedroom. There's a digital clock blinking on the bed and I immediately understand why I'm alone. I haven't slept this late in a long time. I sigh, getting up and brushing myself off- Rog's in the shower, I can hear him. I wander out into the main room, and seeing Mark at the kitchen table, sit down next to him. I feel bad about what I said last night, it was entirely out of line. I was just so stressed out. "Afternoon Mark." I smile shyly at him, praying more than anything that he wouldn't have heard me.
Mark
I sit there trying to figure out what to do next after Roger
leaves but as Mimi comes in I have an idea that will certainly make things
interesting. Maybe Roger doesn't want to sleep with me, but that doesn't
mean I have to keep it a secret for his sake. "Hey Mimi... Do you
know where my penis was yesterday afternoon?"
Mimi
I stare at Mark for a second, my mouth hanging open. That is *not* what I expected when I came out and said 'hi' to him... That's actually not what I expected to hear from Mark, ever. "I... uh... attached to the rest of you, I hope..." I stutter, trying to keep from blushing. That shouldn't shock me, it was just so blunt! And it came from Mark's mouth!
Mark
"Well yes, but it was somewhere else too," I say enjoying the fact that she looks so confused and that this is Roger's girlfriend. "It was in Roger," I mention casually before taking another bite of the dry cereal on the table in front of me and turning back to my film.
Mimi
"What?" I stare at him again, before realizing he's not lying. He doesn't have any reason to be. Which means Roger lied to me. Roger fucking promised he wouldn't go behind my back and he had just slept with Mark! "I see…" I say quietly, trying my hardest not to cry in front of Mark. The malicious little shit. That wouldn't do… not at all. "Well… thank you for the information," I manage, turning and practically running back into Roger's bedroom. I change back into my clothes from last night, grab my jacket and purse and just run. I can not stay here.
Mark
"Does he do that thing with his back to you too?" I ask as she runs out of the room in her stripper clothes, she's actually pretty hot… I wonder if I could get her to sleep with me, that would actually pretty funny because she won't be sleeping with Roger for a while, as I think that my face breaks out into a grin my friends always called the "sadistic child grin' when I was a kid.
Roger
I wander out of the bathroom, rubbing my hair with a towel. I glance over at Mark, a huge weight being lifted off my chest when I notice him smiling. Things must be getting better. "Hey…" I say quietly, stretching. "Mimi up yet?" Please don't be mad at me anymore.
Mark
Grinning more I have an idea. "Yeah she went downstairs, something about having to go get milk I think it was." At that I stand up and look right into his eyes as I walk over to him slowly. "And Roger," I say softly, "I'm not mad at you anymore, I'm sorry, I over reacted, it was just Mimi being upset," I say as I give him a kiss and reach down to stroke him as he's not wearing anything.
Roger
"Really!?!" My face breaks out into a huge grin, the smiley blonde kid grin, as Mark always used to call it. "Oh God… I am so happy, I didn't mean to hurt you, Mark… Really, I swear. I just… I don't know, Mimi's obviously not into it and so… I'm not gonna do anything with her and another guy, promise, I'll just… I guess I'll just have to keep our relationships separate and… I didn't mean to, I'm such an asshole, I'm sorry." I bend down and gently kiss his forehead. "I'm so sorry."
Mark
"It's okay Roger, I still love you," I reply, kissing him on the lips forcefully while playing with his nipple ring which I love, maybe I should get something pierced… Mmmmm, yes. "Don't worry, I'll make everything better," I say before bending down to kneel in front of him.
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Author's Note: Hehehehehe, Evil!Mark and Oblivious!Roger. They'll be making return appearances in the next chapter… lol, this was fun to write, even though I feel awful for Mimi.
Disclaimer: Not mine, no matter how badly I corrupt them.
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