"But I wannaaaaaaa. I'm your fiance. Why can't I touch your butt?" mark whined. marky walked into the room, "what seems to be the problem?" he asked

Mark whined, "Jaaaaack". jack looked at marky and smiled warmly, "hey marky" he said. marky walked over to jack and mark, "so why is mark whinning?" he asked curious

"I wanna touch Jack's buuuutt" mark whined. "that's a little silly to cry over" marky said.

"But I want to!" Mark snapped drunkenly. marky rolled his eyes "oh great you're angry and you're drunk" marky said like a smartass. jack sighed and looked at marky, "marky, go in the kitchen i got this taken care of" jack said simply

"D-Don't Be a-a smartass to me, m-mister!" mark stuttered drunkenly. marky ignored mark and nodded at what jack and got up and walked out of the living room but as he waked pass mark, he stuck his tongue out at him.

Mark glared at Marky and crossed his arms, he looked at Jack. "mark, come here" jack said and patted over to the seat next to him for mark to sit down

Mark sat down, "What?". jack kissed mark's cheek, "you gonna stop whinning if i let you touch my butt?" he asked

Mark nodded excitedly. "then its ok for you to touch my butt" jack said blushing a bit

Mark clapped his hands and pulled Jack to his lap. jack blushed a bit more and giggled and kissed mark's forehead