Ok, I told you I would get it up sooner, and it's longer! Woohoo! Thank you all for the reviews! See, I really do update faster with more reviews, hint hint.
I'm not sure how many chapters there will be after this, probably not too many.
Well, read, review, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own RENT, though I really want to steal Mark. . .and Roger.
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Inside Roger stood in the middle of the loft looking at the filmmaker's door, which had been slammed a few moments earlier. After he had thrown John out, literally, he had heard a door slam and turned around to see no Mark.
He really screwed up.
"Mark?" He called as he approached the door.
No answer.
"Mark, please."
Silence.
This called for drastic measures.
"I-I'm. . .sorry."
More silence.
Roger hung his head and started to retreat to his room when he heard the squeak of a door opening. He looked back to see the door open a crack and Mark's left eye visible.
"Really."
The musician smiled.
"Of course, I never meant to ruin this for you."
Mark opened the door farther and hesitantly stepped out, going no farther than his door frame, ready to lock himself in again at anytime.
"You didn't ruin it." He mumbled, staring at the floor. "He shouldn't have been asking me those things."
Roger nodded, stepping a bit closer.
"But I didn't have to get mad."
Mark looked up and smiled.
"You were only being protective of your friend."
Roger sighed and looked straight into the filmmaker's blue eyes.
"What if I wanted to be more than your friend?"
Mark's eyes widened.
"Wh-What?"
The rocker took a deep breath.
"What if I wanted to be more than just your friend?"
"W-What are you t-trying to say?"
Roger fidgeted a bit.
"I like you. . .more than a friend. I. . .I don't know if it's love, but I know that I want more than friendship."
Mark was shocked into silence. Was Roger actually saying this? His love was actually confessing to him?
"R-Really?" He finally asked.
Roger nodded.
"I-I love you, I have for a long time."
The songwriter's head snapped up.
"You do?"
Mark nodded. A genuine smile graced Roger's lips. He reached out and pulled Mark into his arms, the blond relaxed into the embrace, enjoy the warmth. Roger gently placed his hand under Mark's chin and raised his head. He smiled before leaning down and capturing the other man's soft pink lips in his own for a simple, loving kiss. Their first.
When they pulled apart Mark had a shy smile on his face and he buried his head back into Roger's chest. The rocker ran his fingers through Mark's hair as they stood there.
Hours later you could find the roommates curled together on the couch, sound asleep.
They were awoken the next morning by pounding on the loft's door. Mark untangled himself from Roger before going to answer the door, glancing at a clock along the way he saw it was already noon. He realized that it was Friday and neither him nor Roger had shown up for work.
He hurried to the door and opened it to see Collins. He breathed a sigh of relief that it wasn't John, he wasn't ready to face him after last night yet.
"Hey, Collins."
He walked back over to the couch and shook Roger, who had fallen back to sleep. Collins followed him and when Mark's shaking didn't rouse the musician he flipped him off the couch and sat down. They both laughed at Roger's startled expression as he landed on the cold floor.
Mark took pity on him and helped him up before laughing again. Roger scowled and gave the filmmaker a chaste kiss, causing him to blush a beautiful shade of red.
Collins smirked.
"Well, well, what do we have here? Mark, you finally told him?"
Mark's blush deepened as he shook his head.
"No? Ah, then Roger confessed. Well it's about time."
Roger looked confused.
"What do you mean?"
Collins smiled, that all knowing smile of his.
"Oh, Mark has loved you for let's see. . . . . about two years I believe."
The songwriter turned to the blushing blond in his arms.
"Really."
"Yes."
His smile grew. And he kissed Mark on the nose.
"I'm glad, but why didn't you tell me?"
He mumbled something into Roger's shirt where he was currently trying to disappear.
"What?" He asked. "I didn't quite catch that."
Mark lifted his head a bit.
"I didn't think y-you felt the s-same."
He understood now, his best friend had always been insecure when it came to himself. He gave other's advice all the time, but he never followed any of it for himself.
Roger bent down and kissed Mark long and sweet, they were broken apart by another knock on the door.
Mark pulled away again and his heart skipped a beat when he opened the door. On the other side stood John.
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Ok, that's all for this chapter. Please review, remember, the more reviews I get the faster I update and the longer the chapters are!
Kag-Kitsune