Thank you to Jefflovesben4life for this suggestion, it didnt turn out as expected but I hope you like it! Also I have a like 4,000 word Egobang story ready to Upload but I dont have a cover for it. Shall I upload it anyways? Im super proud of it.

Mark watched his new dancer own the stage, his green hair waving about in the process, the crowd cheering louder than the red headed man had ever heard, Jack was impressive. He had took in the Irishman after seeing him on the streets with a bruised nose and black eye. Little did he know he'd be workimg for him and turn into his best dancer within a week. Mark did have a little soft spot for him and it stung a little when he had a private show. Jack was stunning, his blue eyes told a story, one that Mark wished he could read. His laughter was like sunshine, his energy thrilling and non -stop. The man was working every night for a reason, maybe the green headed delight needed a house a fresh start. Mark wanted to offer Jack to stay at his seeing as he even slept here but was worried itd freak Jack out.

Yet when he saw him closing up and the moonlight hit him the way it did, he couldn't control the words that spilled from his mouth.

"Jack, it's cold here at night - Come stay with me?" Jack froze for a moment, then gave a nod. "Okay, but just for a few nights I don't wanna be a burden." Mark nodded as he gave Jack his coat, stepping into the cold winter morning. The got into Marks car, Jack telling Mark how thankful he was. Even though Mark couldn't took into his eyes in that moment, he saw the gratefulness. He'd be lying if he said it didn't make his heart swell.

Marks house was cosy, and pretty empty. Jack thought he'd have girl after girl here and that hurt him a little; He shook it off as he heard the click of a kettle.

"Coffee? Tea? Hot chocolate?"

"All three?" Jack asked, the three sounding like tree due to his accent, it made Mark happy.

Jack and Mark sat on the leather couch together, There hands around the mugs of hot beverages as a storm raged outside.

"What do you want in life, Jack?" Mark asked suddenly.

"I just want a nice house again, after loosing my other one because I was broke and on the streets it makes me never ever want to go back there." He spoke and Mark could hear the sincerity in his voice. "I want to give you everything in the world." Mark said, regretting it slightly it wasn't a lie but perhaps it was too forward.

"Thank you." Jack whispered. He meant it, just like Mark meant what he said but he couldnt just let Mark buy him the world, he barely knew him.

Ever since then, Mark paid Jack more and more. Jack basically lived with Mark at this point after some persuasion that was. And as Jack was on stage being flawless, he'd always through a wink Marks way and Itd make the crowd go wild and him too.

They sat in Marks comfortable bed, Mark cuddling happily into Jack, He was so fragile in Marks arms, it made him feel... powerful; like he could break the younger man at any point not that he'd ever dare too. Mark had given Jack the world, yet Jack was Marks world, it was odd but it worked.