Mark Sighed, Comparing His Comments With Jack's. His Boyfriend's Were More Hurtful To Him. "MAAARRRRK!" He Looked At Where The yelling Came From, And Jack Came Running Towards Him. "I Fookin' Hate That Game!" Jack Kept Rambling And Babbling About That Rage Game He Played, Mark Groaned And Just Continued. But Jack Just Kept Going On And On About The Rage Game. "....I Mean, It's SO Hard! Why Don't You Try Playing It!?" The Older Male Had Enough, Mark Turned His Head And Kissed Jack Softly, Shutting Him Up. He Pulled Away And Smiled, "Love You~" He Said, Going Back To The Comments. The Small Male Stood Still, Blushing.

«Two Days Later...» Mark Sighs As He Just Finished With His Video Edits. He Threw Himself Back To His Chair And Groaned, Then Hearing Jack Call His Name Again. Jack Was Rambling About The SAME Game, "...I Can't Beat It, Still! It's So Hard!" He Whined, Mark Sighed And Gave The Irishman A Quick Peck On The Lips, Shutting Him Up Again. "I Still Love You~" He Said.

«A Week Later...» Mark Was Sleeping, When He Heard Jack Burst Into His Room. "Is It About The Game Again!?" Mark Asked Angrily, But Jack Wasn't Rambling About It.... He Was Crying. Mark Sighed And Got His Glasses, Hugging Jack. "Did You Have A Nightmare?" Mark Asked, Jack Nodded. Mark Kissed The Small Male's Cheek, His Crying Stopped. "I Hushed You, My Little Irish Boy...." Mark Whispered, Yawning.