Mark Sighed As He Looked Up At The Sky, Feeling The Mist As He Smiled.
"I Probably Go Check On Jack..." He Said To Himself, Sitting Up And Leaving The Shade.
Mark Walked Back To The House, Then Feeling The Sun's Heat On His Body. The Half-American Opened The Door, Seeing Jack Sleeping Soundly On The Couch.

Mark Loved The Sound Of The Small Male's Peaceful Snoring, It Sounded So Soothing. Mark Didn't Want To Wake Him Up, So He Tip Toed Towards The Stairs.
Then Hearing A Soft, Little Yawn Come From Behind. "Mark?" Jack Asked. Mark Looked Back, Then Turning Around.

"Yes, My Little Baby Boy?" Mark Cooed, "Why Weren't You Here When I Was Asleep?" The Small Male Sat Up.
"Because, I Was Busy!" Mark Lied, Jack Frowned But Shrugged, Laying Back Down.
"Jack, I Love You..." Mark Whispered, But Jack Was Asleep By Then. Mark Chuckled, Rubbing The Smaller Male's Back. Jack Shifted Around And Blushed, Softly Snoring Again.

"Mark...." Jack Mumbled, "Yes?" The Older Male Said. "Why Are You Massaging Me?" The Smaller Male Asked, "I Just Love You So Much." Mark Then Slid His Hands Under Jack's Shirt, Making Him Shiver. "Mark." The Irishman Shifted Around, But Fell Off The Couch.
Jack Was Now Sleeping On The Floor, Mark Laughed And Picked Him Up. The Small Male Was Placed On The Couch Gently, Then Mark Sat On The Floor, Sighing.