where have this man’s emotions gone ,,, please bring them back
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where have this man’s emotions gone ,,, please bring them back
So... what’s the special project
Both boys stare at you for a moment and Ethan can’t help but laugh softly after a moment. Mark turns to you and places one hand on his hip, the other resting on the kitchen counter. “Well, I’m pretty sure the whole point of it being secret, is that no one knows.” His tone makes you frown, but Ethan gently nudges him with his hip and Mark turns to his friend. The younger brunette leans forward to whisper something into the elders’, and he sighs. “But it does have to do with one of the channels. I won’t tell you which though.” Mark adds softly.
AHHHHH!!! You guys are so cute omg I’m gonna cry
“Thank you!” Ethan chirps, elbowing Mark in the side, making him roll his eyes and smile at the boy fondly. He gives you a courteous nod afterwards.
(OOC: Thank you for your kindness Anon. The boys appreciate it.)
How you guys been? Up to anything?
“A secret project.” Ethan says eerily, spinning around on a recording chair to face you. A flashlight pointed upwards towards his face to give off a creepy... “aura”. You just snort, and say something about Mark telling you earlier. Ethan hums and places the flashlight on a nearby table. “We’ve been good. To... answer your first question.” The boy says sheepishly, his hand rubbing the back of his neck. You smile in return.
You guys seeing anyone right now 😏
“Not really, other than each other of course. Ethan’s over a lot nowadays because of a project I’m working on,” Mark turns away from the cabinets where he was previously putting tupperware away. “And before you ask. No, I’m not going to tell you anything about it.” “It’s a secret!” Ethan calls from somewhere within the house. “What Eth said.” The older man mumbles.
Did you guys do anything for marks birthday?
“Sure we did! We ordered some food, and did some other stuff. I would say that Mark enjoyed it.” Ethan answers cheerfully. You see Mark nod absentmindedly behind him.
Soo.. *leans over to Mark and whispers* from one person to another, Ethan is pretty hot, don't you think? *smirks*
Mark freezes and you watch smugly as his face turns red. “I-I mean,” he clears his throat, “Sure...” You hum for a moment before grinning mischievously. He gives you a nervous smile.
Mark yelps when his front door is suddenly thrown open, surely leaving a dent. “Happy 31st birthday Markimoo!” He turns to see Ethan, holding a small bag, a beaming smile plastered on his face.
“Ethan.” Mark breathes out, walking over to the boy to give him a hug. “I’m sorry.” Ethan shakes his head. “Don’t apologize. It’s your birthday for fucks sake! The day Marcus Plier was born!” He pushes Mark away and spins in a circle, lifting his arms into the air, and the older man can’t help but smile at his friend’s antics.
(OOC: Happy birthday Mark!)
Mark... mark! MARK! Are you here?
Mark looks up at you from the floor. Chica is sitting in front of him on her back, and he is carefully running his fingers through her thick fur.
“Yeah.” The man croaks from his position on the floor. “E-ethan said that, he...” You trail off, trying to use Ethan’s words to reassure Mark. “That he hates me?” He sniffles, “That he never wants to see me again? Wouldn’t blame ‘em.” You open and close your mouth for a moment before speaking up, “No, he actually said that you guys would find a way to deal with it, and that he overreacted to what you had said.”
Mark looks up at you wide-eyed. “Really?” You smile. “Yup!”
WAIT GUYS I DIDNT MEAN IT!!! IM SORRY PLS ETHAN! MARK I LOVE YOU GUYS I DIDNT MEAN IT.... I guess I’ll show myself out
Ethan looks over his shoulder at you. Tear streaks run down his face and his eyes are puffy and red. He gives you a small smile. “It’s okay.” He says reassuringly. You shake your head. “I didn’t mean for that to happen...” You whisper, looking down at the ground.
Ethan walks up to you and puts a hand on your shoulder. “I’m sure we’ll figure it out, we always do.” He turns on his heel, before skipping off. “I also kind of over-reacted!” The boy yells to you. You shake your head. Rubbing your eyes you head back to Mark’s house. Hopefully he’s feeling better.
Fine, mark break up with Ethan so I can date you
Mark looks up from his phone, clearly alarmed. “You think I would date that dumbass? You-” He cuts himself off when he notices Ethan leaning on the side of the doorway. A single tear slips down his check. “Wait Ethan!” Mark calls to him, quickly standing up. But the boy shakes his head before running off.
Mark flinches when Ethan slams the door behind him. You shoot him a flirtatious look, and he glares at you, quickly turning away. You hear Mark sniffle and mutter to himself, “Fucking dumbass.”
Ethan I have a crush on mark 🥺 break up with him so I can date him
Ethan gives you a confused look. “We aren’t...” He trails off and looks at the ground. A light blush rises to his cheeks as he looks back up at you. He shrugs and smiles, unsure of what to say.
I will take ethan away from you mark 😎😎 I love him so much 🥺🥺 btw hi ethan I love you ❤️
A look of distraught flashes in Mark’s eyes but it quickly disappears. He shrugs looking to the side. “You can have him.”
You look towards where Mark was to see Ethan upside down, smiling happily, although his entire face is red from blood rushing to his head. “Hello!” He says, cheerily yet slightly strained.
Who’s the big spoon and who’s the little spoon?? UwU
“Ex-fucken-scuse me?” Mark says, trying to look offended, but the blush rising to his cheeks says otherwise.
Ethan looks up from playing with the dogs at his friends yelling. “What’s the question Markymoo?” He stands up to be next to Mark. Soon though he’s practically crying with how hard he’s laughing.
“I’m clearly the big spoon!” Ethan claims, trying to make his voice deeper. Mark scoffs. “You little bitch. I’m clearly the big spoon, learn your place idiot.” They stare at each other for a moment before they topple over, giggling like madmen.
You sigh and shake your head. What were you expecting?
How did Ethan deal with quarantine? He seems like a people kinda guy.
“Well, to be honest he didn’t deal with it too well. Before we started recording for Unus Annus we would talk about what we did that week and he seemed to be pretty... upset I guess. But he would always put up an act for the camera, never showing any hints of his previous feelings.” Mark turns to watch Ethan play with Chica and Spencer for a moment, but he turns back to you with a smile, “But he’s definitely much happier now.”
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Mark gives you a confused look before turning to Ethan, who looks embarrassed.
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Sooo... what do you like most about the other?
“Good question.” Ethan mutters glancing over his shoulder at Mark. Suddenly he turns back to you, an excited look on his face. “I would have to say when he calls me nicknames! Or maybe just when he’s nice in general.” The young boy turns completely to Mark. “What about you?” The older man looks up at him and glances at you with a nervous smile. “I’m not sure Eef.” Mark answers, letting out a sigh.
Later he walks up to you when Ethan is distracted. “Perhaps his small smiles. It’s nice to listen to him ramble on sometimes too, even though I say it’s annoying it’s kind of cute.” Mark looks away rubbing the back of his neck, a light blush dusting his cheeks. You nod reassuringly.
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