Mark's POV
I got out of the car with Jack right by my side. For some reason I was holding back the urge to hang my arm around his neck. I didn't question the thought. I was just focusing on the time that I had with him, and the moments that we spent together. We then walked to a building that I didn't recognize. I then remembered that Jack had to go to his apartment.
"Where are we going?" I asked because I knew that this was not his apartment complex.

"To my apartment, remember?" He said.

"I thought that we already passed it. I came to look for you and I thought your complex was over that way?" I responded, pointing to the direction behind us.

"No, its just in that building." He said, pointing to a lavish looking complex. It was defiantly not what I was expecting.

"Oh, ok then." I said, just accepting that we were going to a new place that I have never seen before.
We would occasionally bump shoulders, and I just wanted to put my arm around his neck, and lean my head on his shoulder for some reason. Again, I didn't question it, and fought the urge.
We made it to the building and the automatic sliding doors opened for us. I accidentally bumped into him when we went through the door. He didn't seem phased by it, but he did smile a little. I think it was because of me. We walked up to the elevator and then got in. This place was already very different and I had no idea where we were going. But, it was Jack, and I trusted him. The elevators doors closed and I was, again, fighting the urge to make contact with him. I just wanted to hug him like I did in the airport, but where no one would judge us. I hoped that Jack would want that too, but I didn't want to push the limits. He probably thought we were still just friends, and was only happy to see me, because I forced myself here. I thought it would be fun, and I still hope that it is, but right now, my thoughts are getting in the way of us having fun. The elevator dinged and the doors opened. They opened into a small waiting area for the elevators, and then branching into two different corridors for the rooms. Jack knew exactly where he was going and took us down the right hall. The walls were painted a neutral, light tan, and the floors were a nice white tile that had a diamond pattern to it. It was nice for an apartment complex. We were on the third story of the four story building and there were floor to ceiling windows every couple of feet. I looked out of some of them, and then realized Jack was looking straight ahead. He has either seen this view many, many times, or was afraid of heights? Then why was he living on the third story of a tall building? Again, I didn't want my thoughts getting in the way of a good time together, so I brushed it off, and kept walking down the neatly lighted hall. Jack then stopped in front of a door and I assumed it was his apartment. He go out some keys from his bag, and opened the door. I was pleasantly surprised when I looked in. It was a nice apartment. Way nicer than what I would have expected. Not to be rude, but this was a really nice place.
"Wow." I said, taking in all the details of the rooms. After crossing over the living room, I paused in the dining room to really take in all my surroundings. All the walls were painted the same color as the walls in the hallway, but Jack had decorated with a few pictures that made it look more like a home.
Jack then walked over to me with his bag, and asked, "Do you like it?"

"Yeah, it's really nice!" I said, trying to find better words of describing it. It felt like a really nice, homey apartment. It was nice just to be in.

"Well, I need to go upload a video, and record a second. I'll be a little, so please, make your self at home." He said.

"Ok, I will. Thank you!" I said, still looking at the whole apartment. It wasn't that big, but it felt like it was just the size it needed to be. I didn't know why I liked it so much, I guess it was because I now knew where Jack lived. I could really picture him here.
Jack walked off into his room, which doubled as his office, and I made my way back over to the living room. I plopped down on one of the spots of the couch and put my hoodie next to me. I got out my phone to watch some YouTube, but then realized I wasn't planning on it, and didn't bring my headphones. Instead, I sat there thinking. Thinking about what I should do, and what had happened. After who knows how long, I heard Jack's intro and I waked over to his door. If I couldn't watch him, I could at least listen to him, live. I stood there and listened to his yelling, until he was done. There were some silences, that I could tell were concentration, so I made sure I was extra carful not to make any loud noises, especially during that time. I then finally heard his outro, and didn't want to be caught standing right outside his door, so I got back to the couch and started to watch the first video he uploaded. I assumed that he was going to edit, and make a thumbnail for the new video, so I assumed I had some more time. I tapped on the video and turned my volume down to one click. It wasn't loud enough and I assumed that Jack wouldn't be able to hear, so I turned it up until it was a quiet, but loud enough for me to hear. I guess I didn't hear him open his door. I then heard a semi-quiet Irish voice behind me.
It said, "Good choice." It was Jack. He made his voice a little deeper than it was. He saw me watching his videos. And he probably thought that I had been doing that the entire time.
I then frantically tried to stop the video, but couldn't quiet get for what felt like hours. I finally got it and then turned around and propped my head up on the back of the couch. I tried to cover by saying, "I was just curious on what you posted today. I thought I would check it out. This was the only thing I watched." I felt my cheeks heat up as I saw him smile slightly.

"Ok, so what were you doing before?" He asked.

Oh sh*t. I totally didn't even think of that when I said it. "Oh, I um, just was, you know, thinking about what to do, thinking what we could do when you were done, and, uh, just thinking, you know? I guess I eventually got to thinking about YouTube, and videos, and then thought I would check out what you had posted before. I saw, it looked interesting, so I clicked it, and started to watch." I tried to explain, trying my best to not completely lie.

He wasn't buying it, and asked, "Mark. Seriously. What were you doin? Actually and honestly?"

I thought for a little, sighed, put my head down, and said, "I WAS, actually thinking, but I then heard your intro and was intrigued. I then walked over to your room, and, *sigh* listened to your playthrough. I'm sorry. I don't want to sound like a creep or anything, but its the truth. I then heard your outro, and got on the couch, and started to watch your video. I assumed that you were going to edit, and make a thumbnail, so I thought I would still have time to kill." I sighed. "I'm sorry." I said again. I then put my head in the back of the couch, and closed my eyes. I heard some movement, but didn't want to open my eyes, or lift my head.

"Mark?" Jack asked, his voice low, but very close to me. I gathered up enough courage to finally look up and open my eyes. When I did, all I saw were Jack's stunning blue eyes, and a little bit more of his face. I swallowed hard and couldn't keep my mouth closed. I was shocked that he was so close to me. I then realized he said my name like a question now I had to answer somehow. 

"Uh—hu?" I asked as my answer. No understandable words would come out of my mouth. I didn't know why I was so taken aback by his actions, but I was too focused on his eyes.

"Hey, it's ok. I'm actually kind of flattered you would wait outside my door, and gladly listen to my yellin and ramblin. If I were you, I probably couldn't stand myself. And don't be sorry. You don't need to be. I just want the truth. And it wasn't a bad truth. I'm glad you told me. I don't want our friendship to be built on lies." He said.
When he said that last sentence, some chills ran down my spine and through my body. I could feel his warm breath on my still hot, and probably still pink, cheeks. I was still in shock at what he was saying.

"Uhhh..ummm..uhh..ye..uh.okeay then.." I said, probably not making any sense at all. Jack then pulled away and I took a big breath. I looked down at the top of the couch and let out a shaky breath, slowly. I was breathing heavily. I think my hands were shaking as well.

"Umm..sorry about that. Not sure what got into me. I guess I just want to make sure that you know that I will never judge you. I won't lie to you, and I hope that you can do the same. I was just taking a break and getting a snack to help me edit. You want to come with me? I can show you what I do, and you can get a sneak peak before everyone else does? Of course, you don't have too, and you can get back to your video that lots of people have seen already.." he said, obviously wanting me to come. I would have anyway if he asked, but seeing him want this, was cute. I didn't care if wasn't making sense anymore.

"Yeah, sure! Of course!" I said. I pulled myself off the couch and went into the kitchen, where Jack was at the pantry. I saw that he grabbed a gooey biscuit bar off one of the shelves.

"Feel free to take anything you want!" he said cheerfully. He moved out of the way, and I scanned his pantry full of foreign things to eat. My eyes landed on some crackers that looked good. "Good choice!" He said, remembering what he said to me about the video.
I followed him into his bedroom/office and I got excited and nervous. I had never before seen where he worked, and I was nervous about something. Jack sat his snack down on the table and plopped down in his chair. I didn't know where to sit, so I stood behind him and put my snack on the table next to his.

"Oh, ya. Here, let me get you a seat." He then got up and brought a chair over for me to sit on.

"Thank you!" I said sitting down.

Jack's POV
I got Mark a chair and got back on my editing software. I didn't know he was going to distract me this much! But GOD was I wrong! I tried to edit, but I kept missing parts that needed to be cut out. I then unwrapped my snack and took a piece.
"You want some? It's very gooey!" I asked.

"Yeah, sure! I'll try some!" Mark said. We both had a piece in hand, and popped them into our mouths simultaneously.

"Mmmm.." We both said in unison.

"It IS very gooey!" Mark said. He was so god damn cute! I didn't know if that was wrong for me to think, but I said to myself it was wrong, but very true. He was so adorable. Just eating a biscuit bar. Mark then opened his snack after finishing the bit of the biscuit bar I gave him.  We then shared snacks and laughed at me in the video until there was only one hour left until I had to upload this one.

What's going to happen next? How is their relationship going to continue? I hope you enjoyed reading! Sorry if it was long and boring at all. I'll get to the good stuff soon! I promise! Merry Christmas everyone! Is it weird that I'm super nervous about it?? Why, you might ask? Because I finally asked for Jack and Mark's merch and my sister likes to know everything about me. I don't know what she'll say to my dad, because he doesn't like lots of cursing, and probably wouldn't want me to watch someone like Jack or Mark and be obsessed with them. I don't know what will happen, but it's done. I asked for things. I think this could end greatly, or pretty bad, but anyway, hope you can have a great Christmas! Sorry for rambling here, but until the next time, MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!