It's a little later than I had hoped! And I truly am sorry I just wanted to edit it so it would look better :3 That's really all I had to say XD Have fun reading <3

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--= Mark's + POV =--

The look that shined inside his eyes were so rigid I couldn't understand what they were showing me. My mind was messed up screaming thoughts and questions and answers. All wanting to be spoken or solved. All wanting to disappear so the next one could come along this one taking so long to solve I wouldn't have even remembered Jack was there.

The fact jolted through me, as if ice had stabbed it's way into my skin and flowed inside my blood stream melting from the heat of the temperature. The longer I stared the more Jack's tiny body shook in complete unreadable madness. His whole body was shaking so wildly it looked as if he were being electrocuted.

Instinctively raising a hand to reach out for him, Jack saw the movement quite clearly and threw himself backwards just out of my reach. And yet when he did I swear I saw those completely green eyes of his glow.

"D-D-Don't..........Don't touch me!" Jack screamed. The colour of his eyes shrank a bit so I could see a small rim of white around his eye, but it quickly vanished when a laugh blurted from his lips and his hands slapped against them struggling to block the sound. Kneeling over the mess of himself, Jack's breaths rang heavily in the room and I managed to try again.

My fingers twitching the closer they went towards Jack, a thought of running away popped into my mind. The offer sounding tempting, I scorned myself on the inside and continued until it gently floated onto his shoulder where it stayed. Jack didn't move. He didn't react or even flinch. He just sat there his upper half kneeling over his lower half that was crossed a top one another.

"Jack...." He stopped halfway through his breath, it froze and caught inside the middle of his throat as soon as I had spoken his name. He peeked up through the curled up ball he was in, and through those radioactive coloured eyes I saw pure desperation and madness pounding through every single ounce of them.

They too, were shaking. It was hard to see it properly, but before I could even have noticed two strands of tears had fallen out of them and began to dance down his face. Hearing the sound of my own heart curling up and breaking itself along the way, snapping it's own muscles and veins of it's own.

I flinched to gaze upon the sight of Jack, and spoke the first question that needed to be addressed.

"What do you mean you're going to die?"

--= Jack's + POV =--

Mark sounded just as broken. Just as afraid as I was. My body felt like it was on fire. It burned. I wanted it to stop. Tears rattled down my face and finding no use in hiding them, I let them flow down with ease as my eyes gently closed. A breath continuing it's way in, I focused on my ribs moving up and down, working in sync, working the way it should.

My body was not the problem. I had no health diseases or rare conditions which end up in me having a deadline, I just know that soon, though it isn't a reasonable word to use, is when I shall be ended. I feel it. I know it with every ounce of my temporary living body that my time is in fact coming closer.

The flip side has been calling my name, and I can see it clearer than day than I ever have before. I owe it to Mark. He has done so much, and I for him, so little. Goosebumps huddled close to me and pricked at my skin. Everywhere I could see was faded and in a shade of green. The only image which was clear was the fearful expression Mark was wearing as he looked at me.

Mixed into the substance was worry and horror. I was in control for once, without needing to leave. But the downside was I was in a complete breakdown. Mark's voice cracked, and his lip quivered as he spoke. Which only sent more and more weight to drag down my heart.

Mark's hand slid down from my shoulder and rested itself inside of my hand, where I felt our hands intertwine. Squeezing my hand in a reassuring manner, I turned to stare at Mark who was surrounded by green in my eyes, and I opened my mouth to explain but couldn't find the right words.

Pushing, urging me on, I shut my eyes and tried my best in hopes of victory against the demon whose held me down for far too long for a human to have, but I knew I wouldn't win. Letting my body loose, I leaned forward and fell against Mark who instantly wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into his lap holding me.

"Please tell me."

"I can't..." I managed. I watched the ceiling as it loomed above me, Mark's body shifted so he blocked my view, and instead gave me a better one. Mark's mouth opened to try and persuade me or motivate me to help in any way, but as soon as Mark's lips had parted his posture crumpled and he rested his head on mine.

Mark's breaths puffed out unevenly, not being able to sync into rhythm. The voices in my head were gone. The noises were gone. The green, was gone. Guilt munched away at my already broken heart, I felt my arms go up and search through air for a little while until I could finally feel the presence of Mark's skin.

Wrapping my arms around what I would assume was his back tightly, I peeked up to see a tear slide down his face. My expression falling farther than what it already was, I cleared my throat gently to ease the tension of the silence and found my voice taking control and speaking on it's own. Deciding to let my heart lead for once.

"I don't know how or why, i don't know the exact date, or when, or by who if it even is by who. But I want to say thank you. Letting me out of the asylum? You didn't have to do that, you could have just left me inside of the cage to rot as we scribbled down papers for one another so you could get your grade for college and move on to get a diploma and have a future in life.

You gave me so much joy, after all I've been through and I have no fuckin' clue why you decided to pick the creepiest bastard in the asylum, but you did. So I want to say thank you for that too, because a lot worse would have happened if you hadn't shown up and saved the day for me. You're my hero Mark." I smiled.

Mark didn't say anything at all, but judging by the expression of pain on his face I could tell he was listening. Tears began to pour down the sides of Mark's face, and though I could feel some tears of my own welling inside of my eyes and the presence of a lump in my throat, I continued on anyways.

"You know, this is the first time in my life where I haven't been abused or tested on or starved or beaten. You really are a sweet person Mark, always looking out for people and picking the odd ones out of the batch so you can spoil em and care for em. I bet that's how Felix became you're friend too.

Am I right? But besides that, just know you have my thanks. And I don't mind whether you tell me or show me why you picked me and decide now is a good time to back out on the deal, I'm okay with that." Mark's body twitched, striking through the silence and caused me to jump a small bit.

His hands slapped down onto his lap and he glared down at me with a look of hatred I have never even seen on him. His eyes were screaming fires, and the tears that poured down both sides of his face just added the effect to it.

His hands clamped around my entire jawline and brought me closer so we were face to face. Narrowing his eyes at me, I could feel my face redden to have our breaths puff against one another's face.

"You just don't get it...." Cocking my head slightly to the left to usher him to explain more, Mark just shook his head with a crooked smile now replacing the frown on his lips.

"You don't get it! I haven't done anything Jack! You could be passing on any day now and I wouldn't even know. I could come home one day and there you would be on the floor, o-or we could be taking a stroll and you just collapse and it's over just like that! I don't want that to happen...There's so much I haven't done and I just met you...I want you to stay."

--= Mark's + POV =--

He didn't say anything in response, but rather than anything else, he smiled. That irritating smile sent me over, and the madness I had been feeling the past minute or so overwhelmed me and I dove in. My lips sank into his, I saw Jack's eyes widen and flash a colour of green, before they slowly melted away into the awing ocean blue I had grown to love.

His lips stayed where they were, not sure how to react, and when I was slowly pulling away they followed me. Heartbeat pumping fast trying to escape my chest, my eyes shut and I kept my hands firmly on Jack's jawline as I delved in deeper. Blood pumped hurriedly through every ounce of my body, and as adrenaline kicked in, I could feel a smile present on Jack's lips still when I pulled away.

"Did that count as one of the things you wanted to do?" Jack murmured. His voice quiet, caressing the passionate silence and the longer I stared at him the more I felt the urge to grin at him.

Nodding once, I wrapped my hand around his engulfing it and propped myself upwards, with Jack being held in my arms. Gently setting him down on the bed on the side closest, I rolled over so I was on the opposite side and as Jack turned towards me I settled a hand down onto his waist.

"Stay with me, just for a little while longer. Once the to do list is finished, then we can both be happy." Jack's eyes softened and the pure happiness I had seen shattered into uncertainty. Darting his gaze to the ceiling for a split second, I could see the smile turn warm and he looked back at me with a calm expression.

And so he nodded.