I feel really bad about how long this had taken for me to update. I've been really busy with school and I figured once school let out things would calm down but they haven't at all yet. I've also had a horrible case of writers block with this story so thanks to They call me- mia for the idea for this chapter! Enjoy…
"Wake up bitches!" Collins called out as he entered the loft. "Get your hung over asses out of bed!" He set down a bag of food on the counter and made his way over to Rogers's room.
He pushed open the door and stepped inside. "Rog…" he stopped mid sentence when he laid his eyes upon the rock stars bed. There tangled in the sheets where it should have been just Roger, was Mark in Rogers arms.
Mark opened his eyes and looked at Collins, immediately trying to free himself of Rogers embrace. "Collins what the fuck?"
Roger tightened his grip on Mark and kept his eyes closed. "Get the fuck out Collins." He mumbled into Marks neck.
"I'll…uh…wait out here." He said turning and closing the door behind him.
Mark wiggled free of Rogers grip and sat up. "Shit…Shit…Shit" He muttered
Roger sat up and wrapped his arms around Mark. "Marky its ok. He would have found out sooner or later."
"I know Rog but this is not how I wanted him to find out."
"Are you suggesting that we go out there and try and deny it?" Roger asked.
"Well…we were pretty drunk last night we could easily blame it on that." He offered.
Roger sighed and kissed the top of Marks head. "Well, if that's what's gonna make you happy then go ahead hun."
Mark gave Roger a quick kiss on the lips before standing up and pulling his clothes on. Roger did the same and followed him out the door.
"Hey Collins." Mark said walking into the kitchen
"Hey Mark. Hey Roger."
"Um Collins listen about that" Roger said motioning toward his bedroom.
"Yeah guys what the fuck? You two finally fucking?" He asked
Roger looked up pleadingly at Mark but could see in Marks eyes that he didn't want them to know yet. "No." Roger said dryly. "We were um…well I really don't remember a lot about last night. But we were really really drunk, you know that. And we kinda just ended up in there together."
Collins thought for a moment before turning and looking at Mark who had made his way over to sit in the chair next to the couch. "Bullshit."
"Collins…" Mark started out but Collins cut him off.
"Bullshit you two are fucking." He said coolly.
"What could possibly make you think that?" Mark tried to ask as calmly as possible.
"Well, besides that fact that you two were cuddling in there?"
"Um yeah besides that" Roger commented.
"Last night at the bar when you went to go dance with that whore." He said motioning to Roger. "You" he motioned to Mark. "Could not keep your eyes off of him, and you looked really fucking jealous."
"All you're basing this on is the fact that I looked jealous?" Mark asked.
"Well that and the fact that you two couldn't keep your eyes off of each other last night. I could tell you both desperately wanted to fuck."
"Collins we're not fucking." Mark said a bit harshly
"Stop denying it Mark."
"Fine you want me to fucking admit it!" He yelled. "I am in love with Roger! I love him!" He said pointing to Roger. "I love him!" He yelled again before walking over and letting Roger pull him into a comforting hug.
"Oh I didn't know you two were in love I thought you were just fucking." Collins cooed.
Roger kissed Marks temple and pulled him down onto the couch on his lap. "I love you too Marky." He whispered in his ear.
"You happy now asshole?" Mark asked
"Very! How long?"
"Four months almost five." Roger said casually
"Really that long?"
"Yep were amazing." Mark laughed.
"Yeah keep telling yourself that. Now back to why I originally came over." He got up off the couch and walked over to the kitchen grabbing the bag he had set down earlier. "I figured you bitches would be pretty hung over. So here's some coffee and bagels."
Mark gladly accepted the bag and thanked Collins as he turned toward the door.
"I have to be off now lovers, but one more thing. Can I tell Angel?" He asked
"Ye…" Mark was about to answer but was cut off by Roger.
"No we kinda don't want anyone to find out yet. We will tell them all when the time is right." Roger said
"Ok sounds good. Bye boys!" Collins yelled as he walked out the door.
"Um Roger" Mark said opening the bag of bagels. "Angel already knows." He pointed out
"I know, but lets have some fun and see how long they can keep this a secret from each other." Roger laughed maliciously.
Mark raised his eyebrow and looked at him. "Your evil."
"And that's why you love me." He said standing off the couch and taking Marks hand. "Now come on."
"Wait where are we going?" Mark asked.
"For a celebratory fuck. We have now come out of the closet to two people." Roger laughed pulling him into the bedroom.
"Roger no, its early and my head hurts really bad." Mark whined.
"No bitching Mark I'm fucking you. Then you can spend the rest of the day sleeping off your hang over ok?"
"Ugh fine" Mark agreed and was led to the bedroom. He knew it was no use putting up a fight with Roger.