A/N: So here's the last chapter, it took a while to get up cause of my other stories- which all readers should check out for more Roger/Mark. So yeah, hoped you guys liked it! R&R please!
Roger hid his feelings from Mark for 9 years. Through Sarah, Michelle, April, and Mimi. After Mimi almost died in December of 1991 though, he realized that he could be going any day now. Any day, and Mark would never know. So, he stayed with Mimi for her last three months on earth, holding her hand and playing her songs; and then she was gone.
He would have cried, but he knew that she had lived every moment like it was her last. She had lived a good life, and he had loved her. But now he had to let her go. Now he had to find a way to tell Mark his true feelings.
It was now 1993 and the two each had steady jobs. Roger bartended at a bar a block down the road and Mark filmed for an independent film agency.
"Hey Mark?" Roger asked one day while the two were hanging out in the loft, Roger reading the Village Voice and Mark making some tea.
"Yeah Roger?"
"Have you ever liked a guy?" Roger said casually, flipping a page of the paper.
The tea that Mark had started sipping spewed out of his mouth. The noise made Roger turn around to see a stunned Mark and a stained counter.
"Wha-what?" Mark stuttered.
"Have you ever, ya know, liked a guy? As more than a friend?" Roger asked nonchalantly, going back to his paper.
"Um, why?" Mark asked suspiciously.
"Just wonderin' that's all."
"Have you?" Mark sat in a chair across from Roger.
"Yeah…" Roger said as if it were a painfully obvious answer.
"Oh. Who?"
Roger looked up from his paper, emeralds meeting sapphires. "Someone." Come on Davis, Roger coached himself, tell him!
"C'mon Rog, who?" Mark peered.
Good ol' Mark, giving me another chance. Roger stared at the same sentence he had been staring at for the whole conversation. "You." He said, his eyes never leaving the page.
More tea spewed from the filmmaker's mouth.
"Ya might wanna clean that up." Roger said unphased.
"Me?! You like me?!" Mark laid his mug down on a table.
"Yeah." Roger said, eyes still focused on the paper.
"Roger?"
"Yeah?"
"Roger- put the damn paper down will you? You just confessed to liking me- why aren't you reacting at all…unless…you don't anymore?"
Roger put the paper down and looked up into Mark's confused eyes. "I still like you Mark." He said calmly.
"Oh. Well, then that might be good."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean…" Mark sat next to Roger on the couch. "I like you too."
As soon as the words left Mark's mouth, both men's lips crashed together. Years of primal urges and unfulfilled desire let loose and finally, both men felt free.
That night after cautious sex and close cuddling Mark and Roger lay in the filmmaker's bed, holding each other.
"Roger?" Mark asked, his head resting on the rocker's chest.
"Hm?" Roger mumbled, his eyes closed and his hand running through Mark's hair.
"How long have you liked me?"
"Since I first met you."
"In kindergarten?!" Mark rose from his position to stare into his lover's eyes.
"Yep." Roger opened his eyes.
"And you never told me?!"
"Nope."
"Why?"
"Two words- Maureen Johnson."
"Oh…right." Mark resumed his position on Roger's chest.
"How long have you liked me?" Roger asked.
"Since September 23rd, 1992."
"You remember the exact date?" Roger asked, amazed.
"Yep. It was the day I fell in love."
"Just what was so special about September 23rd though? I don't remember having a gig, Mimi died in March, so what happened September 23rd'?"
"I fell in love with you. You and I were walking to the Life, and you put your arm around me, and…I just fell in love with you."
"So why didn't you tell me?" Roger smirked.
"Two words- Mimi Marquez."
"Mimi died Mark."
"Yeah, but you never dated anyone but girls in the past."
"Neither did you." Roger pointed out.
"So I guess we're both…bisexual?" Mark questioned.
"No, I'm Mark-sexual, and you are Roger-sexual." Roger concluded.
Mark smiled. "I like the sound of that."
"I love you."
"I like the sound of that even more." Mark looked up into his lover's eyes, finally happy for the first time since September 23rd, 1992.