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Jack Shifted Around, Shivering. The Irishman Sat Up And Changed Into Pajama Pants And A Baggy XL T-Shirt, Jack Brought His Knees To His Chest, Still Shivering. It Was Dark In His Room, The Only Light Source Jack Had Was The Hallway Light. The Small Male Stepped Out Of His Room, While Mark Lay On The Couch. The Older Male Yawned And Looked At The TV, Then Hearing The Soft Tapping Of Feet Down The Steps, Mark Turned Over, Seeing Jack.
"What Are You Doing Up?" Mark Asked,
"It's Too Cold, And I Just Woke Up." The Smaller Male Yawned.
"You Still Look Tired." Mark Stood Up, Ruffling Jack's Soft Green Hair.
"Mark." Jack Said, Standing On The Tips Of His Toes To Play With Mark's Red Hair.
"I Love You." The Older Male Said, Picking Up The Smaller Male. Mark Walked Over To The Heating System And Changed It A Little, Carrying  Jack Upstairs, As The Two Nuzzled Noses.

Jack Yawned And Closed His Eyes, Making Mark Smile. The Half-Korean Opened The Door And Set Jack Down On His Bed, Tucking Him In. Mark Left The Door Open Just A Crack, Before Going Back To The Living Room To Sleep.

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