Just imagine him eyeing you up and down
It’s 8am, and you wake up to find Mark sitting on the chair in the corner of your room. “Mark, what are you doing here so early? How did you even get in?” The look on his face was blank, and he was staring just in front of you on the bed. You repeat yourself, “Mark, why are you here? What’s wrong?”
I can’t believe we kissed. The moment ran around and around in your head as you lied on your back on your bed, rubbing your temples furiously. Why would he kiss me if he was with Coco? You groaned, hating feeling so confused. Of course you loved him, you had always loved him from the first time you saw him, but you knew how much him and Coco liked each other and you would have never in a million years come between that. But that kiss…you could still feel the taste of his lips on yours, his large, rough hands gently holding you close to him. It was the best feeling you’ve ever had and you wanted his lips on yours every minute, every second of each day. You sat up abruptly, the questions and “what ifs” rolling around in your head a million miles per hour. You couldn’t take it, you had to go over to his room and ask him straight up what it meant. You grabbed your room keys and jacket, slipping on your snow boots and stepping out of your room in the Olympic Village. You walked down the hallway, walking down a few flights of stairs until you reached Mark’s room. The door was slightly ajar, so you stuck your head in quietly, looking around. You hear Mark’s voice and you stopped in your tracks, listening. “Look Coco…you’re amazing. You really are. We’ve had so many great times together and had so many great memories but I just don’t love you. It’s not fair for you to waste your time on me anymore. You deserve to meet somebody that doesn’t just like you, but loves you. I’m so sorry.” You heard cries and screams on the other end, and you couldn’t help but feel bad for the both of them. “Coco? Coco c’mon that’s not fair…coco?” Mark said into the phone, sighing as he realized she had hung up on him. He sat down on the edge of his bed, putting his head in his hands. “H-hey,” you whispered, coming out from the entre way and looking at Mark. His head snapped up in surprise, turning to look at you and smiling. “O-oh! Hey!” Mark said, standing up and rushing over to you, giving you a hug. You looked down at your feet nervously, wondering how to word this. “Mark…I heard you on the phone,” you whispered, looking up to see his knowing expression. “Y-yeah… it was rough,” Mark said, sighing sadly. “But it’s not fair for me to hold her back, and it’s not fair for her to hold me back. I liked her a lot, a lot a lot, but I didn’t love her and I knew i never would. You wanna know why?” Mark said, finally locking eyes with you. You nodded nervously, not sure where this conversation was going. “Because…because i’m in love with you y/n. Everything about you, from the first day I met you. I thought you didn’t feel the same way, so I kept on dating other people, but after that kiss…after that kiss I knew what we have is so much stronger and more worth it then anything,” Mark said, taking your hands in his as your eyes widened in surprise. A smile was plastered on your face, and you grabbed Mark in a hug, kissing him with even more passion then the last time. “I’ve always loved you too, I just…I don’t know. It doesn’t matter about the past, let’s just focus on right now,” you whispered, centimeters away from Mark’s lips. He grinned, whispering, “this moment and only this moment,” as you smiled and locked lips, knowing that you had found your forever.
*sorry if this is bad, but i just had practice and im really tired
You and Mark were in his living room playing Xbox, and you were never really good at it, so you were frustrated. “Ugh, this is so stupid, I hate this”, you throw your controller at Mark. “C’mon (Y/N), don’t get mad already! If you find this stupid, then lets make this more interesting. We both have to get matching tattoos, and the winner gets to pick what it is. Hows that?”, Mark was teasing you again.
50 shades of dark circles under my eyes
that smile gets me every time
Being fathers is getting our daughters up at 5:30 am making breakfast getting them dressed for school and putting them on the bus by 6:30 .This is a typical day in our household . It’s not easy but we enjoy every moment and eveny minute of #fatherhood . #proudfathers #blackfathers #prouddads #gaydads
Okay I’m reblogging this again because I want to point out how beautiful this is and the sheer number of stereotypes it disproves. The stereotype that a gay couple cant be good parents. The stereotype that men know nothing about caring for girls’ hair. The stereotype that all gay men are feminine. The stereotype that black men abandon their children. The stereotype that people with a lot of tattoos aren’t caring. The stereotype that black people are too lazy to care about things like school- This picture is a beautiful thing and I love everything about it and it makes me regain confidence in the world we live in
Via Joss’s Instagram