a/n SURPRISE!! okay, so i double posted today because I felt bad for constantly lagging on posting. Although the last chapter was really long, I thought this little bit would definitely be worth double posting. I hope you enjoy. I can't believe some of you click right when you get a notification for this. Thank you to everyone. ENJOY (cause I know I did while righting this).
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KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
My eyes widen at the sudden guest. I look over at Miguel's room and see he has not woken up from it. He came home exhausted from today's events with Aron. I turn down to TV and open the door.
"Mark?" I ask with furrowed brows. He is out of breath. He pulls off his mask and makes his way inside. I close the door behind him and walk over to him. He has made himself comfortable on my couch. "Are you even aloud to be here?"
"Water," he croaks. I roll my eyes. I walk over and pour him water into a mug. I walk back to him and shove it to his face. He grabs it gratefully with both hands.
"So?" I repeat. I stand above him and cross my arms waiting for a response. It was already late into the night and he has no reason to be here. I had just texted him I was home moments ago after putting Miguel to sleep and washing up.
He finishes the cup of water and takes deep breaths as he puts it down on the floor at his feet. I look at him expectantly.
"Well?" I urge.
"Baby?" he suddenly says. My eyes widen and my arms drop as I freeze. He looks up at me and smiles. "I like it, but I don't think you were the one who came up with the idea. I want to hear you say it."
"Uh.." I stutter. I look away and blush. He stands up and moves in front of me as he takes both of my hands. He tilts his face so he's in my line of vision and smiles cutely.
"Baby?" he repeats. I bite my lip and his eyes dart down at them before going back to my eyes. He pulls me closer and his hands lock at my back. "Baby."
"Baby," I mumble as I look down. He leans his ear to me.
"I'm sorry? Say that again?" he asks. His face was so close. I could smell his scent. I bite my lip again.
"Baby," I repeat it right to his ear. His grip tightens making me gasp. He straightens out and smiles. He leans down and kisses my forehead.
"I love you," he whispers. I smile and hug his torso as I take in his whole being.
"I love you too," I reply. He taps my head and I lay my chin on his chest as I look up.
"I kind of ran out of the dorms by myself. Is it okay if I crash here?" He asks while trying to give me an innocent look to sway me.
"It's not like I can kick you out," I roll my eyes. His brighten as a smile grows on his face making my one turn up. He giggles and picks me up as he throws me over his shoulder. I cover my mouth to contain my squeal. I slap his back making him croak. He quietly passes Miguel's room and enters mine. He throws me into my bed and I cover my face in laughter. He goes to close the door and jumps into bed with me. "You're a dork."
"But I love you," he chuckles. I poke his nose and he wrinkles it. I kiss it and he smiles. He shifts up onto the pillows and hugs me to his chest. I hear his heartbeat and feel his every breath.
"You should really wash up and change your clothes first," I say. He groans.
"Really, Chris?" He sighs. I look up at him. He sees my seriousness and sighs again. "Alright. I'll be back in a few."
I smile and kiss his chest. He lifts my head with his hand and kisses my lips before getting up and heading to the shower. I hear the water running and remember he doesn't have a towel. I hurry to grab a towel from the closet and knock at the door.
"Yeah?" He calls out. I open the door slightly and glance at Miguel's room. His door is closed. Mark probably closed it.
"Towel," I whisper just loud enough for him to hear and place it onto the counter. I barely close the door and make my way back to my room. I plop onto it face down and hug my pillow that he was on. Even for a moment and his smell has evaded my things.
"Towel, but no clothes? Tsk tsk, Chris. I thought you were better than that," he taunts. My eyes widen as my head shoots up. I turn to him and see him rubbing his hair with the towel I gave him while he only wears boxers and holds the rest of his clothes in his other hand.
I gulp and bury my face back into my bed.
"It's not like you haven't seen this before, Chris," he teases. I shake my head and bury my face even further. "You're going to suffocate. Get up."
He taps my right foot and I turn my head in that direction to see him looking out the window. He had put down his clothes somewhere and is holding the ends of the towel as it hooks at his neck. Biting my lip, I gather courage and stand up from the bed. I walk up to him and hug him from behind. My hands brush over his reforming core. His skin is still just as soft as I remember. His stomach stiffens before relaxing under my touch. He lets go of the towel and places his hands over mine.
"Come here," he beckons. He raises his right arm and looks at me from under. He tugs slightly and has me move in front of him. "I really like it when you call me Baby."
"How come?" I ask. I hate to admit Aaron was right so I won't.
"I don't know. I guess it's because it really gives a differentiation in our relationship from being friends to something more," he confesses. I look at him and give a small smile.
"Would you like me to call you that from now on?" I ask with a tilt of my head.
"I wouldn't mind," he bites his lip. He wouldn't. He would want me to call him that. I can tell. The expression he gave when I called him that said it all.
"What if I called you Babe? Or Love? How about Honey in Korean- Yeobo?" I ask him. His smile grows at each word of endearment.
"As much as I love the sound of that," he shakes his head. "Baby. I like it."
"Even if Aron sent that text?" I say quickly and bite my lip. He looks surprised momentarily and nods his head. "Wow, you really like Baby?"
"Yeah," he breaths. He rubs his hands over my sides and leans down to rest his forehead on mine. "Say it again."
"Baby," I comply. He smiles and leans down to kiss me. I smile into the kiss and kiss him back as my arms wrap around his neck. He pulls back earlier than I wanted. I pout and say, "Baby."
"We have to be careful with this," he says quickly before coming back and giving me another passionate kiss. I smile and bite his lip making him groan.
"Baby," I sing. "I like seeing you react to all of this."
"You have no idea," he mumbles. He picks me up from my thighs and carries me to my bed. He lays me down and crawls on top of me. I giggle and cover my mouth. "Chris-"
"You have to say it too," I was my finger. He gives me a side smile and chuckles.
"Baby," he sings teasingly. I roll my eyes. "Baby."
"What?" I playfully snap at him. I narrow my eyes, but I can't help a smile from forming on my lips. He smiles.
"That's cute," he comments. I purse my lips and make a face. He takes that chance to kiss my lips. He presses hard and pins me to the bed. He suddenly lays his body on me and it makes me laugh. I pull away and look up to laugh. He continues to kiss my neck tickling me. I try to get away from him, but he stays close.
"Yah," I giggle quietly remembering that Miguel is just in the other room.
"What?" He says against my neck as he continues kissing it.
"We need to stop. Miguel is just in the other room," I remind him. He stops for a moment. He straightens out his arms and lean on them.
"I can't wait till he grows up and is out of the house more often," Mark says. My eyes widen and I slap his arm. "What? Don't tell me you don't think that either."
"I think that you need to watch yourself," I point a finger at him. He narrows his eyes and bites at it. "Yah!"
"What?" he asks as his teeth clasp onto my finger loose enough for it to not hurt if I keep it still, but tight enough for it to hurt if I try to pull away.
"Mark," I warn. He lets go and tilts his ear in my direction.
"I'm sorry who?" he smiles. I wrap my hands around his neck and pull him down. I bite his ear and chuckle as he takes in a breath.
"Baby," I whisper into his ear again. He groans and rolls off of me and to my side. He lays beside me staring up at the ceiling. I turn to my side and smile at him. I trace my finger along his chest and repeat, "Baby."
"You're an effing tease," he groans. He reaches over and pulls my into his chest. He adjusts us to a more comfortable position on the bed and I cuddle into him. I kiss his chest and lay my cheek on it just like before. I draw randomly on his stomach as he plays with my hair. "I love you, baby."
I smile. "I love you too, baby."
a/n short and sweet. I hope it was good enough. Thanks again. I didn't make it another chapter chapter and just made it a special, because it isn't really filled with a lot of content. Just a lot of fluff.