3rd Person POV~
Mark was giddy, He'd just been told Jack would be flying to L.A in a few weeks and couldn't wait to see the adorable Irishman. He was currently counting down the days for the green haired man's arrival, Mark already had so much planned. It was the first proper time they'd be hanging out and no doubt the fans would be screaming because internally Mark was screaming too. The last time he saw Jack was at Pax and it was a barrel of laughs and left the American happier than he'd ever been but alas, it was short lived when Jack had to fly back to America. It was rather emotional for Mark as even though he had Matt and Ryan, He felt alone and somehow Jack filled that gap. Mark was distant lately which Caused Jack to worry, What if he didn't want to him? He tried to brush of those thoughts because Mark is a busy man and he often did this, seeing as he was a bit of an introvert. He'd go away for awhile then pop up again and always at the right times, giving Jack a boost when he needed it. As the days went by Mark began to come out of his shell persay and began to interact with friends again, including Jack. They'd Skype late and plan what they'd do whilst Jack stayed. Mark also insisted he stayed at his place, wanting too see Jack as much as possible. The days were a drag, however and Marks crippling loneliness took its toll, leaving him sat in his recording studio, no motivation for videos. Ryan had called on him - Giving a sigh the American rose. "What is it?" Ryan responded cheerfully; "You have a delivery you're definitely gonna want to open." Curious, The raven haired man stepped out of his recording studio and was particularly stabbed in the stomach by Ryan thursting the package into Marks chest, Confused and a little winded, Mark looked down at the label. "From Ireland To Mark Fiscbach." hurriedly Mark tore open said package to find a note and some item of clothing inside, he read the note first, longing for a explanation.
"Dear Mark,
It's only a week and a bit before I come to L.A and beat your ass at video games! By the time this arrives, ill either already have beaten you at said video games or it'll be a few days before I arrive. Nonetheless I wanted to send you a gift. I know it's hard sometimes, I miss you more than I care too admit. I hope this is some comfort to you, I love you dingus.
- The Grrreaat Papyrus.
- Just kidding, From The Greeeatttt Jackaboy x"
That made Mark smile brighter than the sun, he then took out the item of clothing which happened to be Jacks signature hoodie. He embraced it, Loving how it smelked of the Irishman. It was an adorable gusture that kept Mark going until he arrived, Although he'd never admit it, He'd often cuddle up with the hoodie, Like it was Jack. Luckily he'd actually get the real thing in a few days and of course Ryan and Matt playfully mocked the American, cooing at him but Mark didn't care, it was worth the teasing.