Mark's POV

I was laughing my ass off with Bob because Wade got shot in the game for the 5th time, when I heard a loud banging from the door. As I look at the watch, the arrow was showing that it was already 2 in the morning. "Holy hell guys, we've been playing for too long. We should go to bed..." I paused as they nodded in agreement. 

"See you guys tomorrow. Buh bye!" I opened up my headset as I shut down my PlayStation. Standing up, I walked towards the door, brushing my hair along the way. Who would be banging on people's door in the middle of the night? Or is it...

As I opened a door, I saw the one and only Jack. But this time, he was a drunken mess without a girl by his side, which made me glad. Wait... am I jealous? That's ridiculous!

I sigh loudly as I scolded him like a mother. "Holy shit Jack, where have you been? And you smell like cheap booze!" I looked into his bottom part as I noticed that he's only using his boxer. I can't help but blush at the sight. "And... where's your pants for god sake?"

"I- umm... ya know, just partyin' and stuff. And I hate pants, y'know? So I took it off." He slurred and show me his stained jeans that he was holding. His Irish accent was getting thicker. I can see that his face was red because of the alcohol. I shook my head slowly and looked away, not knowing what to do.

"You're drunk, Jack. Even your breath smells like alcohol. Let's put you to bed, shall we?"

"Nu-uh I'm not drunk, you are!" He said, pointing at me as he laughs away and the laughter dies down quickly. Too quickly. I got curious and look towards him once more, when I realized that he was practically next to my ears, whispered to me those words that I can't stop repeating inside my head.

"And I won't go to bed without you by my side~"

I was trembling when I heard those words... it was pure ecstasy. It made me blush like a maniac. Wait, he's freaking drunk! It's just alcohol that's talking... is it?

I sighed, trying to block out my thoughts. "You know what? If you're going to be this hard with me, I'll carry you to your bed." I huffed, sweeping him off of his feet (literally) and carry him bridal style into our room.

"Aww, Markimoo wants to be romantic, eh?" He asked, giving me a flirty gaze.

I felt a blush showing on my face once more. "M-Markimoo?"

"Yeah, that's your new nickname!" He said as he giggles like a schoolgirl.

I cannot think of any words to reply, so I just nod silently as I carry him into his bed and putting him gently, not wanting to hurt him. As I look around, I couldn't find his blanket. Where's his blanket? Oh right...

"Jack, wait here, I'm going to take your blanket, okay?" I said as I walk away to the sofa, taking his blanket. When I walk back, I realized that Jack was smiling... no, grinning. Like he just did something amazing. At first I was confused why, but then, I see what he just did.

"Jack, give my blanket back and I'll give you yours, okay?"

"No!" He shouted like a little kid. "I like yours better... it smells like you too~"

Jesus, how much alcohol did he consume? He's usually never this drunk. "Can I have mine back? Pretty please?"

"Well, since you beg so nicely..." He grinned, shifting his position. "You can get it if you cuddle with me for the night."

"Wh-what? C-cuddling? L-Li-Like H-hugging?" I stuttered, unable to contain my feelings.

"Yeah silly," He grinned playfully. "Come'ere! Let's cuddle!"

Well, I can just say no and use his blanket instead... But how can I deny his offer at this point? Wait... it's just alcohol talking for him... I should say no.

"I'm sorry Jack, but I need to say n—" Before I could finish my sentence, His hand already grabbed into my shirt and pulling me into his bed. I was too paralyzed to react quickly as I look into his beautiful face and oh god, his mesmerizing eyes that I couldn't get enough of; it should be illegal to have those features. He slowly moved his hand into my chest, whispered to me that 'we should do this more often'. I tried to look into the other side as he stopped me. "You don't want to see me when you wake up?" He asked, giving me puppy eyes.

"I-I do—" Wait, what am I saying?! "Y-you know what I mean..."

"Then don't look away." He murmured in a whisper-like, as he moved closer into my face. "Because I want to see you when I wake up tomorrow."

"I-I won't..." I nodded softly as I look him in the eyes once more, feeling like I'm about to get lost in them.

"Promise?" He asked, pulling out his pinky finger, asking for mine.

I smiled at him, entwining our pinky finger. "Promise."

[Yay fluff! I hope it doesn't suck _(:"3 J  L)_ But don't be too happy people, because drama is going to show up soon! ;P Thank you for reading <3]