Falling For You

The Three Broomsticks

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[It's been a few weeks. Jack and Mark are visiting Harry Potter world in didny worll while Signe and Amy go on the new attraction for the walking dead]
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*jacks pov*
I waltz in the chilly air beside Mark. I've been thinkin too much about us. It's almost unhealthy. I think I'm fallin for him, but he's been so confusing. I don't think I'm attractive to anyone besides Signe, so he'll probably stop this little crush soon. We're all just people in this crazy world, but I wanted him to be MY person. All I thought about for the past week was how to tell Signe what I felt. She was very overprotective of me, and hated the mere thought of septiplier. As I kept getting lost in my thoughts, I accidentally nudged into a cold standing light post, bouncing off it and slamming into marks shoulder. He burst out laughing and took his arm around my shoulder in a friendly embrace. I giggle back, and we step into the warmth of a bar called "the three broomsticks" we slide into some chairs and Mark orders two "butter beers". Harry Potter was awesome! (Lol he's such a smol, nerdy bean) As the drinks arrived, Mark sighed, took a sip, and said "I'm glad we finally had some more time to hang out". "This is such a happy day!" I Yelp back with excitement. I take a gulp of the beer and completely miss my mouth. How awkward! Mark just chuckled, then took his thumb and glided the spill of my face. We interlock eyes, and my heart skips. I lean in by instinct, and Mark leans backward. "I'm- I'm sorry" I mutter, fearing that he's angry. He lets out a long sigh as if he wished for the same thing that had been constantly on my mind this week. I then realize that Mark was leaning back to grab a napkin. He takes it, swiftly smears the rest of the drink from my face, and then connects our lips. It's bitter like guilt and sugary like the beer, so all I can do is sigh in relief. Mark releases the kiss and whispers "thank you for always being here for me Jack." I am in total shock still. I respond with the truth: "no, thank you. You keep me living Mark, you make my heart beat. But, you know, this is wrong, you are with Amy! I am with Signe.... We are happy! Are you loosing your mind?!" "Sometimes to stay alive you've got to kill your mind" he responds as he smashes our lips together once more. I let a moan out uncontrollably as he begins removing my beanie to run his fingers into my hair.