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Mark is too into a dreamless sleep when he heard a far, irritating voice...
"Broskii... It's time to wake up."
His breath tickled his ear, Jett smushed against it. He pressed a kiss on his earlobe and moved down to Mark's neck, placing multiple gentle kisses on his skin.
Jett's hands were on Mark's shoulders, holding him while he kissed him. Waking Mark up, he grinned at his boyfriend's soft expression.
"Mornin' love."
He finally hears Jett's voice clearly; he spoke in that sweet tone that made him want to fall asleep again.
"I need my kiss before I leave to the gym." He said with a faux pout.
Mark blinked awake as he heard that. Of course, Jett was waking him up for a kiss. "Don't... Just stay in bed,"
"Don't you dare."
"Doc's orders."
Mark actually pouted. He had loved Jett's body since the start, now when he was trying to get rid of it, he felt heartbroken.
The amount of times he had used Jett's chest as a pillow had to be studied.
it was not like he was going to lose it all from day to night. But he was already mourning that.
"Don't give me that face..."
He didn't want Jett to be buff; he wanted his boyfriend to stay pudgy and cute like he has always been. Mark groaned out at Jett's insistence. He knew it was for his well-being and he couldn't take it. How about HIS well-being? He needed his daily dose of joobs and jummy.
Jett's boobs and Jett's tummy... Mark was seen drooling at the thought in that moment. But Jett getting actual muscles on top of his gorgeous proportions made it more tempting.
"Fuck, you're actually tempting my ass back to bed," Jett huffed out in frustration. "Gimme a kiss! Quick!!"
Mark resigned and pulled him into a kiss, before dragging Jett's body further so the older could prop his hands next to his body, hovering him. Mark wasted no time slipping a tongue in his mouth, quickly noticing how he tasted like those protein smoothies with 30 eggs in them.
When he pulled away, a tiny mew was heard and soon enough Mark felt a furry body wrapping itself around his neck, completely unaware of the two.
"Veronicat!" Jett exclaimed, sitting on the edge of their bed and scratching her pristine white fur. "Looks like someone is jealous."
"Good morning to you too girl," Mark murmured with a tiny smile, bopping her nose with his finger. With his free hand, he runs his fingers across Jett's wide back, feeling his skin through the tanktop he was wearing. "Well whatever, if going to the gym makes you feel better then go for it."
"Hmph... It makes my body all sore, but nothing that these babies can’t handle!" Jett sits back on his heels, flexing both of his biceps. "They pulled me out of the accident after all!"
Mark looks up at his boyfriend with awe, sitting up with a dreamy sigh, he reached out to one of Jett's arms and kissed the skin adorning his thick bones. He ran a finger through a particularly deep scar while kissing him.
Jett lets out a loud exhale, feeling his heart beating fast at the kind act.
"Gosh Jett you're so fucking hot." He murmured under his breath, glaring at his boyfriend with a smug grin.
He was eating up the sight of his man wearing a tanktop, his skin being a blend of a deep and sun-kissed brown, his arms showing lighter patches of cuts waiting to scar up properly, meant to be forgotten. They hurt Jett, but no longer physically. He felt a lot better having Mark treating them with care, loving them as they were still part of him.
Finally, he had gave up that ugly grey innerwear. His boyfriend couldn't get enough of his skin. Mark wanted to be clearer with his feelings and tell him how much he appreciated him, but sometimes it was too difficult for him. For now, he wrapped himself around Jett like a snake.
"Aren't ya a cutie." Jett huffed affectionately, pushing Mark's bangs back so he could place a kiss on his forehead, he swore that he had been able to hear a quiet squeal coming from him.
"Tch... Leave before I change my mind."
"Got it!" Jett gets up with a dumb grin on his face, already equipped for the gym, he just needed to grab his duffel bag and leave. He felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest when he saw Mark with a bedhead and Veronicat standing beside him. "I'll see ya later."
"Love you, have a nice workout..."
"Huh? Didn't hear ya well." Jett said, placing a palm next to his ear.
"Fuck you, I hope your workout goes awfully." Mark bursts out with a red blush on his cheeks, only earning a chuckle from Jett.
"No need to be so sweet Markie, I know how much you love me!"
The corners of Mark's lips lift upwards despite the clear attempt to hide how flustered he was in that moment; his cat was able to snap him out of it as he heard her purr against his thigh.
"I love you, asshole."