[(A/N) Just a little bit of fluff. But don't worry, next chapter will be smut ;)]
Jack's POV
The next morning, I was awoken by a soft pair of lips on mine. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer.
"Good morning beautiful," Mark said with a soft voice.
"Hey Markimoo," I said in a groggy voice.
"Awww, you're so cute in the morning."
"Yeah, yeah, what's for breakfast?"
"Come out here and see," he said, pulling me up and out the door.
"I thought you were going to say dick, but OK," I said, laughing.
"I mean, if you want that, you can have that, too," he said.
"I promise I will later. Right now, I'm hungry for real food."
"OK, almost there," he said covering my eyes with his hands.
"You're lucky I trust you," I said, adding a little giggle at the end.
When he uncovered my eyes, I saw a table of pancakes in front of me. I thanked him and dug in right away.
"Wow, you really are hungry," Mark said with a laugh.
"At least I'm not the one that's thirsty as fuck," I said with a mouth full of pancakes.
"Fuck you!" he said, softly shoving my arm. "At least I'm not the one who almost woke the neighbors with moans last night."
"Fair enough," I said, by cheeks feeling slightly hot.