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It's Complicated: But sexy!


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[PART NINE] & Some News
Okay, I'm a little new at this so sorry if I mess this up first go. Because it's been 5 months since the last round even though we haven't been busy. I figured I might as well earn my keep and try to get this place alive again...

THE SOCIAL NETWORK KINK MEME


ASK THE MODS * FAQ * DISCUSSION * RESEARCH * FILL LIST * PART ONE * PART ONE (OVERFLOW) * PART TWO * PART TWO (OVERFLOW) * PART THREE * PART THREE (OVERFLOW) * PART FOUR * PART FIVE * PART SIX * PART SEVEN * PART EIGHT


GENERAL RULES;

IMPORTANT: please DO NOT post prompts about any non-public people as part of a prompt. for example: randi zuckerberg is fine as she is a public figure both on the internet and on facebook itself. priscilla chan is NOT as she is not a public figure.

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♥ alphabetize pairings/threesomes/moresomes. (e.g. Eduardo/Mark/Sean etc.)
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Hi, right now everyone is working on some changes so hold on new things are coming. In an effort to kick this place back into action, we're doing round 9. In a few days, we'll be setting up a fills post that hopefully will work directly for archiving and an overflow post. Also we'll be doing a friending meme at tsn_km_gather so be looking out for that. I know some of the other mods have plans of their own which will be coming soon.

If you have any questions or ideas that I can help you with, feel free to PM me. I'll be around.

Kitty





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have fun!

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PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING;

i know you guys are enjoying this meme and i appreciate that but please can you put the SUBJECT HEADER on your prompt. you would REALLY be helping me out if you could do that. it just saves time for me when i'm trying to tag everything in delicious.

NEW RULE;

PLEASE TAKE NOTE OF THE 'FILL' RULES. THERE HAS BEEN A CHANGE. thank you.

AND PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DO NOT repost prompts from parts three, four, five, six, seven, or eight. the delicious is around for people to find prompts they may not have already seen. We know there's been some issues but we're working on it with pinboard. No duplicates from this round either. THANK YOU.
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Eduardo/Mark - secret santa

(Anonymous)
Post-depositions - Facebook (or the Facebook shareholders) have a secret santa (i have no clue why, just work with it!) - and Mark gets Eduardo (mebbe dustin rigged it).

Some Things Never Change, 1

(Anonymous)
It goes without saying that it was Dustin’s idea. Of course it was, and as much as Dustin points at the interns for the blame, waving his finger around, Mark believes the interns, who are shaking their heads, over him.

Dustin stomps away, frustrated, but plans for it anyway.

Facebook will be holding their first ever Secret Santa. Dustin says it’s first annual but Mark defends that the phrase is contradictory, since a new idea can’t be annual if it only happened once.

Dustin stomps away, again frustrated, and sends out a mass e-mail invite with the subject header, “1st Annual Facebook Secret Santa.”

It will be interdepartmental and even include the shareholders, since they are technically owners and also part of the financial sector. Mark doesn’t care because he’s not involved in the whole shebang; the only thing he’ll have to do is buy someone a gift card to Applebee’s, which he can most likely give an intern the task of doing for him.

So, really, Mark doesn’t at all care that Dustin is organizing this huge ordeal. That is, until it’s time for him to pick a small slip of paper that contains a name from the huge bucket in the water break room.

There are people standing around when Mark goes in, Dustin carefully shaking the bucket around, which doesn’t really mix the pieces up like he imagines.

Mark sighs, pushes through the people, and says, “Let’s get this over with. Gimme one.”

“Nah, ah ah.” Dustin puts the bucket down and points at it. “There are terms.”

Mark rolls his eyes.

“You pick any piece but do not open it in here. You have to wait to go back to your office and look at it discretely. Then, hide the paper and don’t tell anyone who you have. You can’t pick over and you can’t switch with anyone.”

“Dustin, how would you even know if-”

“The honesty rule, Mark, and the uncheating spirit of Christmas!” Dustin claps once. “Pick! Pick!”

Mark leans over, grabs a piece of paper that was lying on the top, and turns to walk away, Dustin gasping after him.

“You didn’t dig?! You didn’t want to search for your secret Santa true love?!”

“Too late, no do-overs.”

Mark goes back to his office and sits down at his desk, tossing the piece of paper to the side so he can get back to the code he was working on before he was so rudely interrupted by Chris, who insisted he just go get a name before Dustin had a stroke.

At lunchtime, Mark cracks his fingers and sighs, looking at the paper lying tauntingly on his desk. He swiftly picks it up, rips open the staple that was holding the two ends together, and reads who he has.

“Eduardo Saverin, shareholder and legend. Age: 29 (whoever gets this, please consult with Dustin because he has amazing gift ideas for this one)”

Mark crumples it between his palm and jumps up from his desk, heading to the water break room in anger. Dustin is still there, this time with a Santa hat atop his head, and monitoring people as they pick their names.

Dustin’s face brightens up at the sight of Mark but it falls when Mark grabs his arm roughly and pulls him away from the bucket.

“Hey, hey, hey! I have to keep an eye on the picking process, here.”

In the hall, Mark throws the crumpled piece of paper at Dustin’s chest and it falls to the floor. Dustin bends over, picks it up, and reads it, gasping and looking at Mark in horror.

“Ohmygod-”

“I’m not doing it.”

“Mark-”

“I’m not doing it,” Mark snaps.

“You have to, or else there will be an uneven number and someone will get left out.”

“I can be left out-”

“No, someone picked you already and they were really, really excited.”

“Let me pick again.”

“No-”

“Fuck, Dustin!” Mark shouts, people stopping what they’re doing to watch the two, and runs a hand through his hair. “I’m not being his fucking secret Santa.”

Some Things Never Change, 2

(Anonymous)
“Maybe this is a good thing!” Dustin nodded enthusiastically. “Maybe this is an opportunity for you to reconnect with him and rebuild-”

“He doesn’t want anything to do with me,” Mark explains loudly and sternly, “and I want nothing to do with him. I don’t care what you think, Dustin. I am not doing it.”

For how adamant Mark was when he was in the office to Dustin, it’s still beyond him as to why he drove to Target after work with the piece of paper, which Dustin gave back an hour later, in his front pocket.

Standing in the middle of the entrance area next to the shopping carts, Mark pulls the paper out and stares down at the name as if the letters will move around to spell out what he should purchase. “Eduardo Saverin…legend…” He sort of is, Mark thinks, running his finger over the capital ‘E.’ Eduardo will always be some mythical being that stumbled, probably by accident, into his life and with this vision always in his head, Eduardo stumbling out of his life was always bound to happen, he figures. He had only hoped that it wouldn’t.

“Can I help you, sir?” asks a young male security guard, who doesn’t look like he’s out of high school.

Then, Mark takes in his outfit, asks back insipidly, “Target has fake cops why?”

The kid clears his throat and puffs out his chest, reciting, “I am part of the security division here at Minneapolis-based company Target Corporation where we are trained for two weeks-”

“I don’t need any help, thanks,” Mark says, bored, and walks away, the boy’s mouth freezing mid-word.

Mark slowly walks around, passing the junior’s clothing, purses, and jewelry. He’s been to this store only twice and once was for just a personal-sized pizza at the Pizza Hut. It isn’t that Mark avoided Target, viewing it as the large corporate business that would take down America’s smaller companies, but he simply didn’t have a reason to come there. He has his preferred stores where he buys his clothes, Gap included, his groceries, his medicine, his soap, his music and movies, his electronics, his bedding, and his towels.

He has other smaller stores he goes to when he needs certain things but he didn’t have a store for when that thing would be for Eduardo, so he came to the epicenter of America’s consumers, if not to buy anything, then to get ideas.

After walking around the store for a half hour, he ends up back at the front, this time in the Starbucks. He’s sitting at a table with a small cup of coffee between his arms while he browses the Wikipedia application on his phone. He searches “Eduardo Saverin” as if he doesn’t know it more than likely hasn’t changed since he last checked this morning; he isn’t shocked that it hasn’t. He clicks on “Sao Paulo,” scrolls the page, hits back, and clicks “State of Sao Paulo,” scrolling and hitting back.

He clicks “Singapore,” scrolls, then stops when he comes to the climate chart. He reads that the average amount of rainy days is 177, about half of the year, and wonders why Eduardo would pick such a depressing place to live (he still wonders why Eduardo preferred Boston over Miami, despite the obvious reason). Also getting his attention is the sunshine hours of about 2,000. It seems low and after searching “Miami,” which has about 3,000, he estimates that the difference in daylight is over a month’s worth and feels that he’s starting to get a sense of how sad Singapore is.

His present for Eduardo, he decides, will have to be something happy and bright.

Some Things Never Change, 3

(Anonymous)
Dustin schedules the secret Santa exchange to be held on the morning of Friday the 23rd so that everyone could go home early afterward and enjoy their week-long holiday vacation. Making sure he is on time for his secret Santa delivery, Mark flies out of San Francisco in the late afternoon of the 21st and lands in Singapore in the early morning of the 23rd. He didn’t sleep on the flight, already knowing from past experiences that it was impossible, and instead coded an entire brand new layout that he was quite proud of.

With a duffel bag in each hand, Mark goes outside and smiles a little to himself when he sees that it’s raining. He quickly finds the limo that his travel agent arranged and the driver opens the back door for him, offering, in rough English, to take the bags. Mark declines the help, setting the bags down on the seat carefully.

The drivers pulls a folded paper out of his suit’s pocket and holds it out to Mark. “You taken here?”

Mark unfolds it, reads the familiar address as Eduardo’s, and nods.

When they arrive at the luxurious, tall building, Mark’s nerves start to set in. He said it himself, Eduardo wants nothing to do with him, and though he said he wanted nothing to do with Eduardo, that was a lie. Obviously it was a lie, since he flew out to give Eduardo his Christmas presents. He’d shown up unexpectedly before, though, and despite how Eduardo felt about him, Eduardo never turned him away. He tolerated Mark living on his couch for a couple days.

The driver says he’ll wait in the same spot and Mark walks through the large, glass doors with one of the duffel bags. He walks over to the security desk to check in, showing his ID and signing the visitor’s list. In the relationship box, he puts “Co-workers.”

Taking the elevator up to the 30th floor, he walks down the bright hall and checks his phone. It’s barely after six and Mark wonders if Eduardo would even be awake yet. It’s Friday, a work day, but he doesn’t know what time Eduardo starts his work day.

He was about to find out, he supposes.

He rings the doorbell, waits some seconds before knocking on the door, then waits more seconds before ringing again. He hears a muffled, “Coming,” and a dog start barking. He thinks that he should feel some guilt over the early morning commotion but he really doesn’t. He’s a mission and it’s almost complete.

Mark waits for what he considers a long while, the dog has silenced, and rings the doorbell once more, the door opening up as soon as his finger leaves the button.

Eduardo is in nothing but boxers and the first thing that pops to Mark’s mind is why it took so long for him to answer, since it wasn’t like he was getting dressed. The second thing is that Eduardo looks thinner, which seems almost dangerous because his body was already slender enough before. The third is that he is still as beautiful and lustrous as ever.

Eduardo sighs loudly and runs a hand down his face, holding the door handle tighter in his other hand. “Christ, Mark, do you know what time it is?”

“It’s Friday, December 23rd.”

Eduardo rubs an eye with his fist and cracks the other open to look at Mark.

“Today is the secret Santa exchange.” Eduardo raises an eyebrow. “I’m yours.”

“Christ,” Eduardo whispers to himself, running the hand over his face again.

Mark puts the bag down on the floor in front of Eduardo’s feet, bending his knees and unzipping it. Eduardo watches him in a daze, tired from not getting enough sleep and being woken up in an unusual way. Mark’s shown up at his door a handful of times over the years for various reasons, so it isn’t that he’s entirely surprised Mark’s here now because he’s done it before.

“I didn’t wrap them, since I know you hate the concept of wrapping paper.”

He does. His distaste for wrapping paper comes from his mom having rolls upon rolls, multiple designs for every possible occasion and holiday. It’s disgusting, to him, that what’s covering of a gift matters almost as much as the gift itself.

“So, I guess, I’ll just…hand them to you.”

Some Things Never Change, 4/4

(Anonymous)
With the left hand, Eduardo takes an umbrella that has the well-known Burberry plaid pattern and with the right, he releases the door handle to grab the 12-pack of beer, reading the box to learn it’s Samuel Adams Winter Lager.

Mark stands up and says, “I learned that Singapore has a lot of rain and I know you probably have an umbrella, but in case, you know, that one gets blown away, you have a back-up.

“And, yeah, the Samuel should sort of…explain itself.”

“Boston,” Eduardo confirms as he examines the umbrella closely. “Wasn’t there a thirty-dollar limit?”

Mark shrugs. “I took into account every other Christmas I didn’t get you anything.”

Eduardo looks at Mark. “The umbrella alone would still exceed that amount.”

“Dustin said that Burberry was the only option when it came to quality rain supplies. I didn’t want to give you a crappy umbrella.”

Eduardo smiles, not shocked that Dustin would recommend such a brand for Mark to purchase something for him.

“So…who did you get for the secret Santa?”

“One of the advertising administrators.” He puts the umbrella under an arm so he can cover his mouth when he yawns. “I mailed her a $50 gift card to Applebee’s.”

Mark grins.

Eduardo gives a nod before continuing, “Thanks, Mark, for these. It’s really…very thoughtful of you.”

“You’re welcome. I hope you have a merry Christmas and a good-”

“Why didn’t you just mail them?” Eduardo asks, running a hand through his tangled hair and eyebrows creased in confusion.

Mark lifts his shoulders. He isn’t going to be honest, isn’t going to say because he wanted to see him. Mark isn’t ready to expose himself to such feelings or admissions and he may never be. He lives life fine knowing Eduardo doesn’t suspect he does these visits to check on him.

The dog whines behind Eduardo and bumps her head to his leg.

Eduardo looks down at her. “Not yet, Con.”

Mark smiles and Eduardo turns back to him.

“It’s early and you’ve had a long flight.” Eduardo steps to the side, foot pushing the dog back, and the words bring forth a memory Mark wishes it hadn’t. “Come inside and take a nap.”

“No, no, I-I don’t want to intrude-”

“You aren’t, I’m inviting.”

“I would but I have a car downstairs with my clothes-”

“I’ll take care of it, Mark,” Eduardo says softly, in that tone Mark used to hear whenever he was under a lot of stress.

Mark allows himself to go inside, Eduardo putting the beer and umbrella down on the breakfast bar and picking up the landline phone to call the downstairs desk. Sitting on the couch, Mark thinks back to how angered he felt about picking Eduardo’s name out of the bucket. Seeing his name written on that paper brought back only the negative times.

Here now, with Eduardo asking the front desk to grab his luggage and dismiss the car, Mark remembers the Harvard times, the good times, when he and Eduardo were inseparable. Even through everything, Eduardo is still taking care of him, regardless that their relationship is in a questionable place.

Some things may never change and, as Eduardo puts the beer in the refrigerator, Mark hopes Eduardo doesn’t.

Re: Some Things Never Change, 4/4

(Anonymous)
awww. not enough naked happy time, but still adorable. great job!

Re: Some Things Never Change, 4/4

(Anonymous)
there's never enough naked happy time (shouldiaddmore??)

Re: Some Things Never Change, 4/4

(Anonymous)
Awwww, this is beyond sweet! (I do wonder though, at the beginning Mark is still so adamant on hating Eduardo and being hated, so what were the times, or rather the reasons, he visited before?)

Re: Some Things Never Change, 4/4

(Anonymous)
i was more thinking, he visited during his pms-y days when he put aside how he felt about eduardo and visited him. then, when his pms-y days finished, he'd leave and go back to normal.

i have no idea why i'm relating pms and mark... :|

Re: Some Things Never Change, 4/4

(Anonymous)
Aww, so sweet! I love how their relationship is still so similar despite everything. And Eduardo's dog <3<3

But really, Singapore is nice. It may be rainy but it's always warm and the rain is actually kinda nice like that and yeah most Singaporeans speak pretty good English.

Re: Some Things Never Change, 4/4

(Anonymous)
i actually was going to google the shiznit out of singapore to make it more authentic but i got too involved in trying to make the story flow and, therefore, too lazy to do the extra research. i settled on wikipedia >.<

i love warm rain, it reminds me of florida. [mark/eduardo make out in warm singapore rain anyone?]

thanks for reading :)

Re: Some Things Never Change, 4/4

The Mark/Dustin interactions in the beginning were hilarious. And then Mark's thoughtful gifts! Eduardo still taking care of Mark! I loved how the whole thing ended on such a hopeful note.

Re: Some Things Never Change, 4/4

(Anonymous)
there's always hope for them, that's why i like ending stories as such. never lose hope! *makes banner* thank you for commenting.