~ Mark ~

I get back to the house and see another car in the driveway, shit it's my moms. Guess she's back from her trip.

I get inside and throw my keys on the nearby table, I hear yelling from my mom coming from the living room. I rush to the scene and see that my mom is holding a baseball bat that's used to scare off robbers and yelling at Jack. He's scared shitless lets just say.

"I'LL CALL THE POLICE! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU THIEF!" She yelled, getting closer to Jack. I ran to her taking the bat out of her hands and threw it aside.

"Ma he's not a thief! He's not a bad guy!" I said frantically to try and calm the situation.

She hesitated to take my word for it but she stopped yelling.

"Who is he then?" She said eagerly.

"This is Jack," I said helping him up from the ground since he slid down the wall in fear.

"He's been staying here for awhile...It's a long long story but I can assure you he's not here to hurt anyone" I finished.

She looked at him then back to me.

"Friend of yours?" She questioned.

"Uh well.... Kind of" I said scratching the back of my neck in embarrassment.

"What do you mean?" She furrowed her brow.

Jack then grabbed hold of my hand and we both looked at each other and back to her.

"Oh, I see" she said realizing what we were getting at.

My mom is a very accepting person so I know she's okay with LGBT+ people, she's just doing this to joke with Jack.

"Ma, stop scaring Jack, I think he's had enough for today" I chuckled, putting my arm around his waist.

He had a worried yet confused look in his eyes then my mom gave up the act.

"Ah I was just kidding! That's wonderful that you found someone Mark, and Jack I'm glad you are here with us" she said hugging him. He was a little unsure because he's only really hugged me before but he accepted it anyway.

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I had told my mom about everything that's happened in the past few weeks and why Jack was staying with us for the time being. It was a lot to take in but she handled it pretty well and welcomed Jack with open arms.

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It's late now, Jack and I were laying on the couch watching a movie, his head on my chest, calmly snoring while my mom was in the kitchen.

My mom walks in the living room and sees our position, she looks at Jack smiling sweetly then at me.

"You guys are cute but I don't want you getting any ideas if you know what I mean, Mark" she said winking.

"Ma!!" I whisper yelled once the realization hit me.

As I said that Jack slightly moved under me but still stayed asleep, my mom just giggled and went upstairs to bed. I brought my hand to his soft hair and just started playing with it to keep him from waking.

Once my mom was in her room I got a notification on my phone. I picked it up with my opposite hand and read a text from my mom.

"Use protection at the most sweetie"

I rolled my eyes and drew my attention back on the tv and playing with Jack's hair.

(A/n: if you are wondering how I knew about that conversation is cause I was awake the whole time and heard it but pretended to sleep. Kinda wish I didn't hear it though😅
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Soon enough midnight rolled around and I got very tired. Jack was still sleeping though. I didn't wanna wake him but I couldn't move without doing so.

I gently kiss his head trying to slightly wake him, "Jack" I hushed, he stirred in his sleep and just said a faint "hm" in response. "We gotta go to my room, love" I said ruffling his hair. He groaned against my chest in a whiny 'but I don't want to' kind of way.

I chuckled, "c'mon ye big baby, let's go" I said patting his back to get up. He didn't budge. "Nuh-uh" he mumbled. I just giggled because I knew that the only way he'd get up is if I did one thing.

"Want me to carry you?" I asked even though I knew the answer.

He nodded his head and nothing more.

"I figured" I shrugged, sighing in defeated.

I picked him up piggy back style and went to my room.

We both got into bed and slowly drifted to sleep.