Jack's POV

As Mark went into the kitchen to make the coco, I started thinking of what I was gonna make Mark do for the next week. I could make him run around the woods naked, but it's waaaaaay to cold out for that. I might just have him do some chores and stuff for me.

I pulled out my phone and snuck a picture of Mark from the kitchen. I smiled and made it my wallpaper. I texted then my Ma that I found my person. She said she was happy, but she also wanted to know when she could meet her.

There's the catch.

It's not a her...

She's actually a he.

I told her and she replied with, "Not the boobies!"

I snickered at her comment and decided to put my phone down. A couple minutes later, Mark walked back into the living room holding two steaming mugs. He handed me a green polka-dotted mug while he had a maroon one.

"I gave you that one to match your hair, ya know," Mark said.

"I figured," I replied as I leaned up a bit and kissed his cheek gently.

"So you won, what do you wish of me?" Mark asked.

"Just do chores, or clean anything that bothers me."

He pulled me into his lap as he sat up, I wrapped my legs around him as he nuzzled into my neck. I rubbed his back a bit, he sighed against my neck and it made me shiver.

"Marky that tickles!"

With his breath, beard and hair it was like a never ending tickle fest. He chuckled, making me snort loudly. He looked up at me before laughing himself. I laughed with him. Once we both calmed down he looked at me with happiness in his amazing brown eyes.

"You're so warm..." He pulled me closer and nuzzled back into my neck. I pulled up the blanket that we shared last night and draped it over his back. I smiled.

"Maybe I'll move here," I said, my words trailing off at the thought.

"Really?!" Mark said with excitement, "I mean... You don't have too, I can visit you in Ireland."

"A visit is not forever," I said with smiled and lifted his head up gently.

"Nooo, put me back, it was warm."

I chuckled and kissed the tip of his nose before letting his head rest back on my shoulder.

"You can fly back with me and- " My phone rang. I looked at my screen and saw it was Felix. I answered it and told him all about my adventure. He said he knew Mark and that he called it from the beginning. I hung up after saying goodbye and looked back down at Mark.

"Anyway, as I was saying, you could fly back to Ireland with me and meet me family and all. I can grab my stuff and we can come back here and live together." I could feel him smile against my neck.

"I'd like that ever much."