Thoughts Can Spill

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Jack Blushed As He Remembered What Had Happened A Week Ago...

«Flashback» Jack Sighed As He Propped His Chin On A Pile Of Books, He Then Saw Mark Looking At Him Weird.
"Hey Jacky..." Mark Said, "Hey?" The Small Male Yawned. "You Sleepy?" The American Asked, Jack Shook His Head. "I'm Just Bored." Jack Sighed, Mark Crawled Under The Table And Undid Jack's Jeans.
"Mark!" The Small Male Felt His Jeans And Briefs Slide Down His Legs, Then He Felt A Hand Grasp At His Member.
Jack's Breathing Hitched As He Felt Mark Pump Him. "Oh My God..." Jack Blushed As He Felt Mark Pump Him Faster, The Small Male Gripped The Table And Released On Mark's Face. "OH MY GOD!" Mark Shouted Standing Up, His Face Was Covered In The Sticky White Substance, "Gross!" Mark Wiped His Face Off With A Wet Dish Rag.

«End Of Flashback» Jack Gasped,
"You Okay, Jack?" Mark Asked. "Mm~" Jack Looked Away, His Face Was All Red.
"Jack... Just Tell Me." The Half-Korean Smiled,
"M-Markie-Chan... I Don't Know Why You Love Me Or Let You Do Anything To Love Me... I'm Just A Pansy. An Annoying, Crazy, Flustered, Idiotic, Ugly, Loud, Inconsistent, Cocky, Stupid, Irish Pansy... I'm Not The Guy For You, Mark... I'm Just Not, Okay?" The Small Male Started Crying, And The American's Brow Furrowed.
"Jacky, You're Not Those Things, You're Not Any Of Those Things At All. You're Sweet, Kind, Funny, Positive, Cute, Lovely, Excellent, Cool, Loving, And.... Beautiful. Seán, Don't Let Those Haters Beat You Down, They're Just Jealous That I Have You... The Real JackSepticEye. Seán, Everything I Said About You Was True, I Love You With All My Heart And Soul. So Do My Dogs.... But, Seán, Don't Be So Sad. I Love You, And Your Fans Love You. And Everyone You Know Loves You." Mark Explained, Hugging The Smaller Male.
"T-Thanks, Mark." Jack Said, Crying Into Mark's Chest.

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