Okay, so, I know that this is the eighth chapter, but I'm going to skip to the ninth prompt. I'm saving the eighth for one of the last (if not last) chapter because I wrote a dramatic ending to it with the eighth prompt. Anyways! Enjoy, and all that jazz.

009. Cheat

Mark opened the door to the On-Call Room, bracing himself for the lashing that he would receive from Derek. Their friendship was coming down to a meeting between two guys in an on-call room in one of the most prestigious hospitals in the country. How did they even get here?

Mark had always liked women. Just ask his high school. Maybe it was the pull of being best friends. That kind of thing happened all the time, right? Maybe this was just a fad. Something to keep himself occupied until his next victim came along. And then, maybe all of this was brought on because he was tired and needed to get some sleep in order to think about things.

When Mark opened the door, he saw Derek leaning against the wall opposite him. Derek didn't look angry or upset or even offended. He just had a look of mild interest in the On-Call Room with its messed up bed sheets and no occupants. Mark closed the door and tried to keep his face composed in a look of disinterest. He was trying to give Derek the idea that this was taking up his time. It was, but Mark didn't actually mind. He needed to know where he stood with Derek.

"You kissed me yesterday," Derek stated.

"Well, I'm glad that's in the open. Can I get back to my patients now?" Mark asked, a little annoyed. Obviously he had kissed him. that was the whole point of the meeting.

"Why?"

"How the hell should I know? I don't choose who I'm attracted to,"

"You never had a problem with that before. Like with my wife," Derek retorted.

"That was before this-"

"Is now, I know. But I need to know what this now is. We have to work together still. I have a girlfriend here!" Derek said, turning to look at Mark.

Mark's breathe caught a little. He completely forgot about Meredith. Basically, if Mark wanted Derek to be with him, he was asking him to either cheat or break-up with her. "I don't know what happened. I think I'm just over tired," Mark mumbled.

"You and I both know that's a lie. Honestly, what is this?"

"HOW THE HELL SHOULD I KNOW!" Mark yelled suddenly. All his anger busted out of him. It wasn't like Mark had woken up one day and decided that he was going to fall in love with his best friend. Who would wake up and make that decision?

"Mark, what do you want me to do?" Derek asked slowly.

"Are you asking me to tell you whether or not to cheat on Meredith?" Mark asked.

"I'm just trying to find out what you want to happen. What you want out of this, honestly. None of your crap Mark!"

Mark stood there for a minute. His anger was subsiding, but wasn't completely gone. "Honestly? I want to kiss you again. I want to kiss you every opportunity that I can get. Maybe something will come out of it. How could you not see it? You're my best friend, I thought you would have noticed that I'm in love with you!" Mark said bitterly before turning around and storming out of the On-Call Room.