Huh, sun?? It's never this sunny in Ir- oh yea that's right, I'm not home. I stretched out some, feeling something weighing my chest down. Assuming it was just covers or a bunch of pillows, I pushed them away as I opened my eyes.
"Mm, hey! No shoving." A deep voice grunted.
I jumped a little, my eyes popping open.
Laying across my chest like it was a pillow, was a rainbow of pinks.
"Merk?!" I yelled, shoving him more.
"Huh??" Mark questioned, sitting up off of me, "Oh, OH! Jack?? The hell are you doing in my bed??"
"That's what I'm wondering! Get off of me you dumb!" I scolded, watching him roll over.
Mark sat all the way up and ran a hand through his colorful hair as he yawned.
"Well, good morning." He whispered, smiling at me.
"Heh, good morning. Or well, top of the mornin." I said, smiling back, "Did you let me sleep in here or something?? I was fine in the guest room by meself. You trying to cop a feel
"Yeah?" Jack broke his gaze from the blur of the passing city going by around them, quirking his eyebrow inquisitively at his friend.
Mark side-glanced him from his place in the driver's seat; "You've been awfully quiet. Is something wrong?"
Snorting, Jack waved a hand dismissively, "Miss my beautiful voice already, Fischbach?"
Mark reached over to turn the volume up on the radio.
"Oh fuck you!" The Irishman scolded as he swatted Mark's hand away from the dial. He let out a small giggle, "I'm just thinkin'..."
Mark feigned a look of utter distress, his voice faux-trembling "Oh, the horror..."
"Fucking terrifying, I know." He quipped with a roll of his eyes.
Jack toed off his shoes and pulled his knees to his chest, nestling his noggin against the headrest of the passenger's seat. "It's just..."
A deep exhale.
"I really like it here in LA. Fuck, I'm havin' th'best time these past few days! Collabing with you a-and th'grumps and all..."
"Buuuuut?" Mark drawled out, sparing quick
"eh, Mark, are ye sure ye s'ould be doin' t'at?" Jack ask. Mark chuckled.
"relax Jack. I've played this game before." Mark replied, continuing to climb the mountian on his Vive.
"Mark, I don' t'ink ye s'ould grab t'at rock..." Jack swallowed, climbing up behind Mark. Jack was glad he had the straps on his remotes around his wrists, his hands were so sweaty at the thought of Mark or himself falling. "M-Mark it's blinkin'...." Jack trailed.
"it's fine Jack see?" Mark ask, putting his weight on the rock, which crumbled.
"Mark!" Jack cried watching the virtual Mark fall. Mark shouted as he scrambled to grab a rock.
"Jack!" Mark shouted. Jack, ignoring his fear of heights, reached his hand down looking down. he felt the bile rising in his throat.
"M-Mark! gr-grab me hand." Jack said. Mark reached up and and grabed Jacks hand. Mark noticed their hands clasped on screen and couldn't help but blush darkly under his vive. Ja