Jack Sighed Softly, Then Hearing A Crack Of Thunder, Making Him Bolt Up.
"MARK!" He Yelled,
"What Is It, Sweetie?" Mark Asked.
"Th-Thunder!" Jack Stuttered,
"Aw, Seán! Come On, You're Afraid Of Just A Little Thunder?" He Asked Jack, But Was Interrupted By Lightning. Jack Squealed And Hid Behind Mark, Who Sat Up,
"Jacky!" Mark Yelled.
"Why Are You So Afraid Of Thunder?!" He Asked,
"I'm Sorry..." Jack Mumbled, Almost Starting To Cry.
"Jack.... I Should Be The One Who's Sorry." The Older Male Said,
"Shh.... Shh.... It's Okay, It's Just Thunder." He Wrapped His Arms Around The Small Male, Massaging His Back And Rocking Him Back And Forth.
Jack Was Soothed, And Fell Asleep When He Was Being Carried To His Room. Mark Placed Him On The Bed Gently, Sighing And Looking Over Him In His Swivel Chair.
Jack Turned Over And Sighed, Grabbing One Of Mark's Pillows And Snuggling With It.
Mark Chuckled To Himself And Pulled Out His Phone, Recording Jack Cuddling With His Pillow. Mark Stopped The Recording When His Phone Was At A Low Battery, Then Placing It Back In His Pocket.
Mark Sighed And Walked To His Computer, Attempting Finding Something To Do While Jack Slept.