April 5th, 2017 || 9:54 p.m.

"hey, mark?"

"yes, seán?"

"the stars are reallyy prettyy,"

"...not as pretty as you, though,"

"hehehe,"

"you're so cute when you giggle!"

"you're cuter than me!"

"we should head back inside, it's getting chilly. i don't want you to catch a cold,"

"aw, but i wanna find a shooting star!!"

"to wish for what?"

"maaark, if i told you my wish it won't come true!"

"why is it so important to you?"

"because, my wish is very special to me. i'd die for it to come true,"

"the star isn't gonna come, seán,"

"so let's wait for it and see,"

"alright i guess,"

"...."

"...."

"...."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"this is taking forever,"

"told you,"

"but i wannaaaaa maaakkkee a wishhhh,"

"i know you do, clover, but maybe tonight isn't the night. let's head inside,"

"ugh, fine,"

before they went back inside, jack looked back up at the sky and saw the star. he smiled softly to himself and made his wish.

he wanted to call mark his own. get married,
possibly, along with adopting children. he just wanted to spend the rest of his life with mark. he wanted mark's love.

mark and jack then went back into mark's house.