*Mark's POV*

Sunday morning, I wake up in bed, my arms cradling someone else. Knowing it's Ethan, I carefully and quietly get up, trying not to disturb him and wake up. I successfully accomplish that and start making my way down stairs to make some coffee.

I hear some muffled sounds and shuffles from upstairs, footsteps coming down the stairs. "Morning" I say to him, handing him a cup of coffee specially made for him.

"Good morning" He spoke back, hearing a lowness in his voice seeing as he just woke up. "You doing okay?" Mark asks, genuinely curious for some reason. "Happy, tired and sore" He spoke, giggling a bit afterwards.

"Oh, I wonder who's fault that is" Mark said, a large tone of sarcasticness in his voice. Ethan but glares at Mark, knowing he was just joking. "Bitch" He said. "I'm sorry, but as I remember, you called me 'daddy' instead of 'bitch'"

Ethan's face turned a deep red as he continued to sip his coffee. "Shut up" Frustration filled his voice. Ethan started walking away, in fake anger. "Seriously?" Mark asked. He didn't even reply. "Baby~~~?" Still no answer. Mark walked up to him and rapped his arms around his waist, him obviously trying to hide his smile.

He still wasn't getting any sound from Ethan other than his soft breaths coming from his mouth. Mark kept going and started kissing on his neck. Ethan couldn't hold it in anymore and started giggling. "There we go" Ethan turned around in Mark's arms, face to face, he booped his nose and yelled "You're it!" Next think we know, Ethan is running away, afraid of getting tipped by the man chasing him.

After a few minutes, Ethan was caught and was tackled down onto Mark's bed, Mark once again laying above Ethan's body. "Ethan, may I ask you a question?" Mark asked Ethan, "accidentally" rubbing against Ethan, making some friction.

"S-seeing as you're being so 'formal' about this, sure" Ethan replied. "Will you do me the honours ONCE AGAIN. And become my lawfully wedded boyfriend?"

Ethan nodded a lot as he leaped forward with impeccable strength, causing both of them to fall off the bed as he slammed his lips onto Mark's.

They just lay there. Not caring wether they were in pain from falling off the bed or from the infinite love from one another's lips. They pulled apart, breathing in for air as they stood up from the carpeted floor. "Shall we celebrate?" Ethan spoke, copying the formalistic tone Mark had in his voice. "We shall"

They left the house and went out to eat at a small cafe, making small talk as they drank their coffees. "Ethan?" "Yes?" "You know what I figured out?" "What?"

"I love you"

"I love you too"