Jack's POV

I've been spending a lot of time with Mark. I can't even describe how I feel when he's not around me. He's just... always been there for me physically and mentally for the last couple of weeks. He even made me go to class; not even my own parent's could pull off that shit! And now, class became more interesting to me. No, not because of the boring ass lesson, but the time we can go out from class.

When I ran outside, I would always see him leaning against the wall wearing his earphones, with his fluffy hair that he brushed with his hand once in awhile and tapping his foot following the beat of the song he's listening to. I couldn't help but to smile towards the stunning sight, as I walk closer to him, punching his arm lightly to get his attention. He would always smile at me and hug me quickly and ask questions like "How was the lesson?" or "Did you get excited to see me after class?" and of course, in a joking tone.

But today, Mark was sick so I didn't get those things. I was going to stay home and took care of him, but he forced me to go to my class. Fuckin' hell.

As the professor talks in front of the class explaining about things that I don't really listen to, my eyes were looking at the clock, hoping for the time to go faster. Suddenly, the bell rang and I stood up as fast as I can, taking my bag, and ran outside the door. My mind was only thinking about Mark.

[Time Skip]

Mark's POV

Why do I get a freaking fever when it's project week? And I can't even pick my own partner! Bob and Wade would probably partner up with each other and the professor would probably pick a random ass person to be my partner. I sighed as I rolled around the bed, feeling bored out of my mind. Maybe I can study a bit... That wouldn't hurt, right?

I walk with all of my might towards the small bookshelf that we have in our room, taking one of the book that a professor gave me, saying that it would help me understand more. I slam myself into my bed and start reading. After a while, I noticed the door creaks, revealing a figure; it was Jack.

"Are you fuckin' kidding me?" He grunted as he threw his bag onto his bed and took the book that I was reading forcefully.

"Hey! I was reading that!" I shouted feeling annoyed. I was really enjoying that.

"You need to stop studying for a while Mark. Like seriously, just chill! And holy hell this book is a load." He said as he looks at the book briefly, with confusion painted on his face. I pouted as he put the book down, and tilting his head towards me. "Mark, I'll make you some soup okay? Don't bother to do anything today. You need some rest."

I cross my arms, still feeling a bit annoyed. "Fineeee..." I said, dragging the 'e.'

Jack rolled his eyes with a bit of amusement on his face, as he walks away, leaving me alone in the room. Well, I really need to do something a bit productive today, anything!

I decided to play with my phone, opening random apps when there's suddenly a notification popped out. It was a text from Wade. Of course, who else?

W: Mark I got some news for you! Oh, and btw hope you feel better soon!

M: What is it? And thanks Wade.

W: You know about the project thing that we're going to do in class right?

M: Yeah... What about it?

W: Well, you got partnered up with that girl that you've been talking to lately at class!

M: You mean Jenifer?

W: Yeah :P forgot her name lol

M: Oh, okay then. Thanks for the info Wade.

I lock my phone screen, putting it down. Well, at least I got a decent partner... and I know her so that's a plus. Suddenly, the door opens again, disturbing my chain of thoughts. There stands Jack, with a soup on his hand. He was wearing an apron that says "Kiss The Chef" which made me kinda giggles. What a catch.

He walks to me, giving me the bowl as a warm smile plastered on his face. "Umm... if it taste bad, I'm sorry..." He said as he scratch his head and looked away from me.

I smiled at his awkwardness and put my hand on his shoulder. "Hey, I know this will be great!" He looked at me in the eyes with his ocean blue eyes. "How can you be so sure?"

"Because it was made with your love." I said, pulling out a deep voice that caused him to blush. "Oh my god shut the fuck up, will ya?" He laughed as he punch me lightly on the shoulder. "You're annoying as ever even when you're sick." I giggled as I ate the soup that he made me and chatted with him, joking here and there and I have to say, he's the only medicine I need.

[Ah, I forgot to update! Sorry for the late chapter :'3 And sorry if this one is not going anywhere, I'm still working on the next chapter and (hopefully) it will be much more interesting! Anyways, thank you for reading! <3]