A short and sweet more detailed re write of some days, my first ever one shot posted, I feel way better with this one than the first one as it is but didn't want to just completely over write the first oneshot I did, this is to show progress, of sorts. Proud to be such an accepted part of this community and the amazing response to my authors note for 100K; You guys are the backbone here! 

'Some days he feels it all, like waves hitting him in a storm and some days, well, some days he feels nothing at all, like hes numb to the world around him. Because Jack has never been black and white - no, hes grey with dusting's of sunshine some days and others hes a full rainbow.'

Today is a rainbow day; where you can see Jacks colors. Hes bright, a smile upon his features and eyes sparkling. He prefers these days over the others, feels more.. human this way.

The twinkle in his irises seem to grow when he sees his beloved walking down the stairs, hair messy and yawning.

His heart swells, Mark is perhaps prettiest when hes unfiltered. Jack even finds the way his back muscles move when he stretches to grab a cup from the cupboard cute and even though Jack would never try to, he cant deny hes utterly in love with Mark. Even more so when the man in question turns, a ridiculous look upon his face and murmurs;

"Ya like what you see?" Jack laughs and is nodding because yes, of course he does.

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Its rare they get time together like this; Shopping through little shops that hold random trinkets or things you cant help but love. They hold hands together and Jack ends up nearly dragging Mark off his feet to a window that holds all kind of colorful cakes and treats that look so delicious that Jack is already opening the door and walking in.

He feels everything at once then, when the warm cafe air hits him. He feels happiness; Appreciation when he sees Mark at his side, a hint of guilt because he doesn't feel like he deserves someone like Mark at his side but he shoves it away as he sits down across from him and he sees the same look he has, in Marks eyes.

Its love and hes happy he feels it; Feels it perhaps more than most, a light in his sometimes, dark soul.

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But there are grey days, like everyone has -- but on these days hes numb, cold even. He rises and he just, doesn't feel anything really. Not even for the sunrise through his curtains and hes staring into his coffee and its just another day; like the world around him is shut off. He sighs; Its strange how he can go through days like this when he knows what hes missing, knows of all the feelings he has on his rainbow days.

Even still, when he sees Mark come down from his work, glasses off in maybe frustration -- Jack isn't too sure, but hes beside him. And the love he feels is still there, god he knows that nothing else is today but the love remains and it almost makes Jack want to cry.

Days like these Jack has no idea what he feels other than empty and its odd that even in the mist of that he still knows for certain that hes in love regardless. It weighs heavy on him and he climbs back up to bed, the darkness a comfort.

He wonders that if these days get worse; will Mark leave? Will he got fed up of Jacks moods? Jack knows he does not deserve him and it scares him how much he truly loves Mark so much so that even on these days where he can't figure out what he feels or how, that the love shines through; a dominant emotion in the mist of his numbness.

And of course the man knows him so well, has seen these days numerous times -- and the door creaks open and soft light bleeds through, Mark just a shadow in the doorway. He enters and the bed dips when he sits down, an arm stretched out and rests in his hair, stroking the curls. Jack holds back a sob, its breathed heavy; like the weight of his lack of or too much of emotions.

Jack either cares so so much or not at all.

"I love you." Is whispered in the dark and although distantly Jack knows that, he cries. And Marks there, comforting him.

"Mark I, don't really know what I'm feeling but even so I still know that I love you."

'Please take care of my hurt heart.' Can be read in between the lines of what Jack says.

"I'll never leave you." Mark utters as he climbs into bed with the Irishman, embracing him and its all the words Jack needs.

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And even on the grey days; he sees bits of color - like Marks newly dyed bright red hair or his coffee which oddly matches the deep hazel of Marks eyes. On grey days; Mark is Jacks bit of color, the one thing he knows.

Even on days when he feels nothing at all he still feels something; something for Mark -- Love, admiration for all the he does; how effortless it is for him to make Jack smile. All the small things he does.

And Mark, well Mark adores how Jack feels so strongly about things, even on his grey days -- hes so passionate about everything and its refreshing; He gives his all to everything including Mark; They work together, always have and always will.