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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...




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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.

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Mark/Eduardo, TW for underage

16 year old Mark seduces his hot, older stepbrother, Eduardo.

Re: Mark/Eduardo, TW for underage

So, about sparkling images before my eyes.
I can imagine Eduardo and his friend Fernando are sitting near the pool watching Mark swimming. They are discussing him shamelessly and don't even realize he's aware of it. Don't even see the hidden camera which is recording the whole scene.

Fernando is like:
"Você não gosto dele? Então, deixa-me tentar."
"Cala a boca. Ele apenas é dezesseis anos, ainda é uma criança."
"Mas ele totalmente quer foder. Tão gostoso, o seu irmãozinho."
"Você tá doido, hein?"
"Não tó doido, não. Nossa, que bunda maravilhosa!"
"Você pensa?"
"Ah, sim. Porra, ele é atraente."
"Meu deus, por que você me atormenta? Tudo bem, você tém razão."
"Olha, Edu, ele tá sorrindo muito vicioso. Tem certeza que ele não entende o que falamos?"
"Quem sabe, Nando. O filho da puta é bem inteligente."

and Mark totally watches it later enjoying his secret knowledge of portuguese.

Re: Mark/Eduardo, TW for underage

Hey, do you mind if I make some corrections to the dialogue in portuguese, because there's some mistakes in accentuation and to make it flow more realistically?

It would turn out something like this:

"Você não gosta dele? Se não, então me deixa tentar." ["Don't you like him? If not, then let me try]

"Cala a boca. Ele tem apenas dezesseis anos, ainda é uma criança." [ Shut up. He's only sixteen, he's still a child]

"Mas ele realmente quer te foder, o seu irmãozinho gostoso." [But he really wants to fuck you, your hot little brother]

"Você ficou completamente maluco?" [Are you crazy? or even Are you out of your *fucking* mind?]

"Claro que não. Ele parece ter uma bundinha deliciosa!" [Of corse not. His ass looks delicious]

"Você pensa?" [ You think so?]

"Ah, sim. Porra, ele é atraente." [Oh,yes. Fuck, he's attractive].

"Meu deus, por que você me atormenta assim? Tudo bem, você tem razão." [My god, why are you always tormenting me like this? Fine, you're right]

"Olha, Edu, ele está sorrindo. Você tem certeza que ele não entende o que estamos falamos?" [Look, Edu, he's smiling. Are you sure he doesn't understand what are we talking about? - When you wrote "sorrindo muito vicioso", there's no such thing here. It could be translated loosely as "he has a vicious smile," but the verbs are wrong as well]

"Quem é que sabe, Nando. O filho da puta é bem inteligente." [Who even knows, Nando. That son of a bitch is quite smart]

Sorry if I sound intrusive in this, but I'm just offering my services :) Hope it helps you!

FILL: all the lines blur (1a/?)

okay, here we go... i'll try to keep the waits short guys, i have a pretty good idea of where the story's going to go and how things end up. i don't have a good history with WIPs in terms of moving fast (though i always finish!), but it's summer and i have nothing to do and i'm really into this prompt so i'm going try my best. :) enjoy! title is from a paraphrased line of this song.

Mark’s mother left when he was four.

It didn’t make sense to him when he was younger… As far as Mark knew, one night she tucked him into bed and said goodnight, kissing him on the forehead and turning out the light.

And the next morning, she was gone. She left all her stuff, but her car was absent from the driveway. Just vanished.

In hindsight, it wasn’t that hard to figure out. She and his dad never fought, per say, but they did argue in hushed tones when they thought Mark couldn’t hear. His mother had always been a free spirit, and being tied down with a husband and a kid just wasn’t her style.

He remembers crying himself to sleep for at least two months and he remembers the drawn look of hurt on his father’s face that lingered for a long time. The first week she was gone, she sent Mark a postcard saying that she was fine, she loved him very much and that she’d talk to him soon.

From there, their relationship existed only through birthday cards she sends him each year. When he was younger, his dad used to have to assure him that her leaving wasn’t his fault, but at some point, Mark just stopped caring about her. He doesn’t feel like his life is missing anything. He and his dad are okay, and Mark doesn’t want someone in his life that doesn’t want to be there. Really, he’s fine.

It took some time, but his dad started to date again maybe two years after his mom left. He always shielded Mark from them—at least, until Julia.

Mark’s dad started dating Julia a little less than a year ago. Mark approved of her immediately. She was nice and matter-of-fact, and she never tried to replace Mark’s mom or bribe him into liking her.

She’s just generally awesome in her own right, too. She moved to the states from Brazil when she was twelve, so she’s good with languages and she’s an amazing cook. She gets Mark’s sense of humor and she’s good to his dad, so. He has no complaints.

His dad proposes in May. Julia accepts and Mark couldn’t be happier for them. She moves in with them a week later. It’s a little weird, to see her things mingled in with theirs on a daily basis, but he doesn’t really mind. It’s actually nicer than he expected, to see Julia in the kitchen making dinner every night or to hear her humming as she moves around the house. It feels like… home.

Which is, of course, why things have to start getting weird. Mark’s life just works like that.

“We’re going to a celebratory dinner!” his dad exclaims in the kitchen one Saturday morning. Mark is sitting at the table, eating the pancakes his dad had made and coding one-handed.

“Mmph,” Mark responds through a bite of pancakes, because he really doesn’t care and he’s a little distracted tweaking code for Synapse.

“And Eduardo’s going to join us!” Julia trills from the living room.

Mark rolls his eyes when his dad can’t see and gives another very articulate grunt in repsonse.

Eduardo is Julia’s son, Mark’s soon-to-be stepbrother. Mark kind of hates him.
Well, to be clear, he’s never actually met the guy. All he knows about Eduardo is through what Julia and his dad have told him.

Eduardo’s kind of perfect, which is why Mark hates him. He’s twenty, goes to Harvard and majors in Economics. He made $300,000 last summer in betting oil futures. His hobby is meteorology, and he must be stupidly charming from the way Mark’s dad talks about him.
Eduardo is basically the standard against which all other sons are measured against.

That’s why Mark resents him. It’s nothing personal, it’s just the idea of someone like Eduardo. Mark has to hate him on principle, on behalf of all other sons who are less-than.

Re: FILL: all the lines blur (1b/?)

The day of the dinner, Mark’s dad informs him that he has to dress up, which just makes him all the more resistant to the whole affair. Now he’s going to the restaurant in ironed pants and a stiff collared shirt, and he feels uncomfortable and he’s going to have to pretend to be interested in Eduardo for the entirety of the dinner. (Mark’s pretty convinced that something that perfect has got to be enormously boring.)

“Be civil, Mark,” his dad warns him on the ride to the restaurant. “Try not to scare Eduardo off, now.”

Mark heaves a sigh from the backseat. He’s in a bad mood and is not actually feeling up to dealing with his father’s harmless but annoying teasing. “Despite what you believe, Dad, I am capable of being--”

“Oh, don’t argue, you two; I’m sure it will be fine,” Julia says, smoothing over Mark’s snappish reply before he can finish. “Besides, Eduardo’s very easy to get along with. Don’t worry, Mark,” she assures him, twisting around in her seat to shoot him a smile.

Mark nods in acknowledgment. It’s a little colder to her than he is to her usually. She probably interprets it as nervousness, but honestly he’s just prepping himself for at least an hour of extreme boredom. Mark’s dad gives him a reassuring wink in the rearview mirror and Mark tries not to grind his teeth.

They make it to the restaurant before Eduardo does, and order drinks and bread while they wait, which is excruciating. Julia is practically vibrating with excitement to see her son, and Mark’s dad seems pretty excited too, if the way he’s cracking jokes is any indication. Mark is mostly just running through code in his head, itching to type it out and get it out of there, even if he has to write it on a napkin to stop it from pounding through. He has better things to do.

Just then, Julia gives a high-pitched squeal and jumps up from her chair. Mark’s dad rises a little more slowly but with a wide smile. Mark is still trying to figure out what’s going on; his brain feels hazy with brackets and letters for Synapse. He looks up in the direction of the door and…


That must be Eduardo.

He’s…Jesus, could one thing about him just not be perfect?

It appears not, since Eduardo is stupidly good-looking. Like, Mark is kind of speechless, which is not something that happens often.

Eduardo is tan all over, tall and lanky with long limbs. He is wearing impeccably tailored slacks, a button-down, and a dark jacket, dressed like he’s going to swanky party instead of just dinner with his mom and future stepfamily. He has dark, expressive eyes and a wide, easy smile with white teeth and full lips that make Mark’s stomach do something funny.

Mark had no idea what Eduardo looked liked before now, even though Julia has pictures of the two of them together distributed throughout the house. Mark always just kind of looked past them, letting his bias cloud things. All at once he’s extremely grateful for that (since god that would be a distraction), and disappointed because… just… wow. Plus he would have appreciated not being so utterly struck by Eduardo’s face right now.

Eduardo reaches out and gives Julia a warm hug, Portuguese words Mark doesn’t understand rolling easily off his tongue. He pulls back and kisses her cheek, moving on to Mark’s dad and extending his hand. “Mr. Zuckerberg,” he says in a happy, sincere tone.

But his father is having none of that, using Eduardo’s hand to pull him into a tight hug, clapping him on the back. “How many times do I have to tell you, call me Robert,” he says.

Eduardo gives a laugh, and repeats, “Right, Robert. Sorry.”

Edited at 2012-07-09 10:48 pm (UTC)

Re: FILL: all the lines blur (1c/?)

Mark swallows and fumbles to stand up, willing himself not to be too embarrassing but still somehow exuding teenage awkwardness from every inch. Eduardo turns to him next, eyes dancing and offering his hand again. “You must be Mark,” he says, his voice friendly and pleased, like he’s genuinely excited to be meeting Mark, which just makes no sense.

But Mark takes his hand anyway, shaking it and trying not to be too clumsy about it. “And you’re Eduardo,” he replies.

Which is a weak response at best, but Eduardo throws his head back in a full laugh like Mark’s said something really clever or funny. This only confuses Mark further and his brow furrows a bit. Eduardo doesn’t seem to notice. “That I am,” he replies, still shaking Mark’s hand. His hands are very warm, and Mark feels cold when he pulls away.

“Let’s eat!” Mark’s dad says loudly, making Mark jump. Of course Eduardo caught that, and he covers his mouth a little as he sits down across from Mark, hiding a bit of a giggle. Somehow Mark doesn’t feel mocked though… It just feels like he and Eduardo are in on some private joke. Mark shoots him a look, eyes teasingly narrowed. Eduardo just grins back.


Mark is already in so over his head.


The dull dinner Mark was expecting is nowhere to be found. Eduardo is funny and smart and easy to talk to and seems genuinely interested in hearing about everyone else. And Mark, well… Mark likes him, kind of a lot, despite his earlier feelings to the contrary.

At some point the conversation breaks off; Julia and Mark’s dad start discussing wedding plans as is common now, which leaves Eduardo free to talk to Mark.

“So,” he says, following the word up with a sip of his water.

Mark gathers that means he’s waiting for Mark to continue the conversation. Which, ugh. Mark is kind of supremely awful at doing that, and great, now Eduardo’s going to know how terrible with people Mark really is. But, okay. He’ll give it a try.

“Um,” Mark stutters. “How’s Harvard?”

Eduardo does that thing where he just lights up. “Great!” he says with all of his trademark enthusiasm, and then he’s off, rambling about clubs and interesting classes and which professors are good and which suck, and something called AEPi, which—Mark doesn’t even understand what that is.

But he likes the way Eduardo talks, animated and engaging, easy to listen to. Finally he breaks off at something, blushing. “Sorry,” he says. “I’m talking too much.”

Mark shakes his head and is surprised to find that he means it. “No, it’s um. It’s interesting.”

Eduardo nods eagerly. “It’s a great school,” he says earnestly. “You should apply there.”

The suggestion catches Mark off-guard. “You think?”

“Yeah!” Eduardo replies around a bite of his pasta. “I mean, from what Mom tells me you definitely have the grades to get in. I just, I dunno. I think you’d like it.”

“Hm,” Mark answers, the thought humming in his mind.

Harvard. It’s not a bad idea. It fits with Mark’s ambition and competitive nature, that innate desire to be the best. Plus it would be nice to be surrounded by people who share his intellect, especially compared to the idiotic high school populace he has to deal with now. Something about the idea just clicks into place like a piece in a jigsaw puzzle. He’s actually surprised he didn’t think of it himself.

A slow grin is spreading across Eduardo’s face like he can see the wheels turning in Mark’s head. “Just consider it,” Eduardo says with a shrug.

Suddenly Mark realizes that the other side of the table has gone quiet. Julia and his dad are looking at them fondly, and Mark glares at them without any real heat.

Edited at 2012-07-09 10:52 pm (UTC)

Re: FILL: all the lines blur (1d/?)

“Good to see you both getting along,” Mark’s dad says approvingly, and then continues jokingly and overdramatic, pretending to wipe his eyes. “I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship!”

Eduardo laughs like it was actually funny. Mark raises an eyebrow at his father instead, too conditioned to his dad’s bad jokes to even pretend to work up a chuckle.

Julia smiles sweetly at them before looking at her watch. “Well, unfortunately Eduardo, we’ve got to get going. Mark has an early start for school tomorrow.”

Mark flushes at the reminder that, compared to Eduardo, he’s a kid, but Eduardo just nods understandably at his mother. “Of course,” he agrees, waiting to roll his eyes affectionately in Mark’s direction when his mom looks away, like somehow he knows that Mark is an expert at staying up all hours of the night in secret.

They all stand. Eduardo gives Mark’s dad a one-armed hug, and Eduardo says, “Always a pleasure, Robert,” because he is a stupidly polite adult. Then he kisses his mother on the cheek and says “Eu te amo, mãe,” while she replies with a murmur of “Ser bom, filho.”

“Nice to meet you,” Mark says to Eduardo as his father and Julia head for the door.

“Likewise,” Eduardo says with laughter in his voice; probably at the weird, sudden formalness of it all.

Mark goes for another handshake, but Eduardo just chuckles again, pulling Mark into a tight hug, which is a surprise but also kind of nice.

Eduardo looks a tad embarrassed after he pulls away, running his hand through his ridiculous, fluffy looking hair. “Well, we’re practically family now,” he explains.

It’s an odd feeling, but Mark feels his awkwardness slipping away as he gives Eduardo a full-out, dimpled smile. “Yeah, we are.”


The entire ride back, Julia gushes about how glad she is that the two of them got along, and his dad prattles on about what a good influence Eduardo will be, and Mark just tries to get the butterflies in his stomach to calm the fuck down.

As soon as they get home, Mark says goodnight and races up his room, flopping down on the bed.

He doesn’t like that he likes Eduardo this much already. The last thing he wants is to have a big, stupid crush on Eduardo, who is his soon-to-be stepbrother, not to mention the fact that Eduardo is four years older. It’ll just screw everything up.

He resolves not to do anything about it, other than just hope it goes away. That’s the best way to do it.

Mark works on Synapse for a couple hours before shutting his laptop and lying down. He jerks off in the dark, lip caught between his teeth. He very determinedly does not think of the long, lean lines of Eduardo’s body, or his absolutely ridiculous, soft-looking hair, his full mouth.

(God, he wishes he could do something about it.)


eu te amo, mãe = i love you, mom
ser bom, filho = be good, son

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Re: FILL: all the lines blur (2a/?)

thank you all for the lovely feedback! it's wonderful to know that people like this so early. <3 and here's some more, already! oh, the joys of being jobless and bored in the summer... ;-)

Mark trudges through school like usual, sitting through the classes where he already knows how to do everything and sleeping through the useless ones. Chris and Dustin come home with him because they have an English project they’re all supposed to be working on, but mostly that means Mark codes and tries to ignore them both while Dustin eats all the food and Chris works on the project alone and complains about it.

“So,” Dustin drawls as he crunches on a potato chip. “How was dinner last night with Mr. Boring?”

Mark’s fingers stutter over the keys and he immediately regrets telling Dustin anything ever. There is a pause as he tries to discern what the best response would be: to ignore the question completely or give a snarky remark.

But the silence is more telling, since now Dustin is looking at him with curiosity (which is never good, a curious Dustin is a dangerous Dustin), and now even Chris is looking at him suspiciously.

He forces his fingers to continue typing and decides to go for honesty. “It was… better than expected,” he says, sealing the statement with a decisive nod and hoping that will be the end of it.

Mark underestimates the persistence of his friends.

Maaaaark?” Dustin sing-songs, drawing out Mark’s name and looking impish. “What do you mean?”

Mark sighs, because the last thing he wants to do is talk about this, but he also knows it’s best to cut Dustin off before he really gets on a roll. On the other hand, this could backfire spectacularly and just tantalize Dustin, leading him to never let it go. It’s a dangerous line.

“I don’t know,” Mark says, shrugging and going for nonchalance. “He wasn’t so bad.”

Dustin pouts like he knows he’s not getting the full scoop, and Chris just looks confused. “What do you mean?” he asks. They’re the same words Dustin said earlier, but somehow from Chris they’re more forceful. And, just, ugh—Chris has practically become his conscience at this point (“Do not verbally abuse the PE teacher, Mark”, “Let’s get going Mark; people are wrong on the internet all the time and it’s not worth missing the movie over”, and other such phrases somehow seeped into his brain when he wasn’t paying attention and now they crop up even when Chris is nowhere in sight). So if he tells Chris about the whole thing, Chris is going to go all advice mode on him, and Mark doesn’t want advice. He knows he should just get over the crush—if it even is a crush, he’s only met the guy once—he just doesn’t know if he can.

“He was just…” Mark cuts himself off with a sigh, slamming the lid to his laptop closed and swinging his legs around on the bed to sit up and face them.

Chris and Dustin’s eyes go identically saucer-like, obviously surprised at his reaction.

“Okay,” Mark says, the word coming out sharp and clipped. “Eduardo was nice, and friendly, and easy to talk to, and smart, and that’s all--so stop making such a big deal about it.”

He tries to glare at them menacingly, but apparently it fails judging by their expressions. Chris is wearing a small smirk like he knows exactly what’s going on already and Dustin is wearing a shit-eating grin that Mark just wants to slap off him.

You’re the one making a big deal of it now, Marky-Mark,” Dustin supplies, hopping up from the desk chair and heading toward the door. “I’ll be right back, Christopher,” he says as he heads out, all false innocence.

“Where are you going?” Mark calls out the door, immediately suspicious of him. There is no response, and Mark heaves a very displeased groan.

Chris raises his eyebrows at Mark after sitting in silence for a couple minutes. “Better than expected, huh?”

“Shut up,” Mark immediately replies, pointing his finger at Chris in warning.

Re: FILL: all the lines blur (2b/?)

Dustin chooses that very dignified moment in Mark’s life to traipse back in the room. “I was finding evidence,” he tells Chris in the loudest whisper ever, folding himself down onto the floor to sit next to him while Mark rolls his eyes.

Then he sees what Dustin has in his hands and panics.

Mark gasps and jumps off his bed, reaching desperately for the picture frames, which Dustin holds just out of his reach. “Dustin, I swear to god, give me those right now--

Wow,” Dustin says, looking at each picture before passing it to Chris. “I don’t even play for the same team you and Chris do--” Mark shoots him a glare, because he dated Erica, he’s not completely gay, “but I am not ashamed to say that this guy is gorgeous.” Mark gives up on wrangling Julia’s pictures of Eduardo out of their grip, leaning back and holding his head in his hands to cover his blush and letting out a strangled noise. “I mean, seriously,” Dustin continues, “he’s hot.”

Mark uncovers his eyes for long enough to sneak a glance at Chris, who seems to share the same opinion as Dustin, if the way he’s looking at the photos are any indicator. “Mark,” he says, his tone cautionary. “Isn’t Eduardo like, twenty?”

Instead of giving an answer Mark just makes a dying noise.

“Oh god,” Dustin says, bouncing up and down, and emitting a squeal so loud that the neighbors probably heard (and Mark takes the moment to be so glad his dad and Julia aren’t home to witness this utter loss of dignity on his part). “Mark has a crush on his twenty year old stepbrother. This is the best thing that’s ever happened to me in my life. Ever!”

“You already said that,” Mark tries, hoping that if he ignores the rest of the statement it will go away.

Dustin scoffs at him. “It bears repeating,” he says defensively. “Besides, you have no room to criticize anyone, you have a crush on your stepbrother, jailbait.”

Mark lets out another despairing noise and tries to swat at Dustin with his eyes closed. He misses.

“Still worth it,” Dustin laughs. When Mark reluctantly opens his eyes to look, he sees that Dustin has fallen back onto the floor and is actually clutching his stomach with one hand, using the other to wipe tears from his eyes; that’s how much he’s lost it. This time when Mark whacks at him, he makes contact.

At least Chris seems to appreciate the severity of the situation. “Mark, you know nothing can happen… Right?”

Mark shoots him a very unimpressed look. “I’m well aware Chris, thank you for your very obvious advice. Besides, I’m not even sure it is a crush. Can you have a crush on someone if you’ve only met them once? Is that a thing?”

Dustin and Chris both look at him like he’s stupid. “…Yes,” they say without hesitation.

“Seriously, dude?” Chris asks. “Haven’t you seen Dustin after he talks to a new girl, shouting about how she’s the only one in the whole universe for him?”

Hey,” Dustin snaps. “Don’t hate just because I’m a romantic. Hope springs eternal.”

Mark responds to Chris as if Dustin hadn’t even spoken. “Well, yeah, but I never figured those were actual crushes, just, like… Dustin being overdramatic and ridiculous.” Dustin huffs and crosses his arms over his chest in protest.

Chris rolls his eyes. “Look, Mark, it’s not a big deal. I’m sure it’ll blow over the more time you spend with him. He’ll start to feel more like family, and then you’ll be okay.”

It’s somewhat comforting, but not completely. “Let’s all cross our fingers for that,” Mark mutters under his breath. He’s absolutely serious. If it would all just disappear somehow that would be a lot easier and save him the trouble.

Re: FILL: all the lines blur (2c/?)


It doesn’t.

Mark starts seeing Eduardo more and more often. Eduardo starts coming by the house since he’s out of school for the summer. He has an apartment about twenty minutes away, so it’s no big deal for him to swing by for dinner or just to hang out.

Julia thinks it’s great and so does Mark’s dad. Mark would think it was great too if he could just stop getting his stupid feelings all over the place.

Chris’ idea that getting to know Eduardo more would make him feel more like family has turned out to be completely and totally wrong. The more he finds out about Eduardo the more he wants to know, and everything he finds out he really likes.

So much of Eduardo is unexpected.

He seems confident on the outside, but underneath Eduardo is a tangle of insecurities. He always seems worried that one thing he says, no matter what it is, will push Mark into crossing the line and not like him anymore, which is just ludicrous (the things Mark admires and respects about Eduardo are always going to outweigh his faults).

One evening, Julia explains to him in a very calm, solemn tone the situation with Eduardo’s father. She tells him about how high his expectations for Eduardo are, about his cold, detached parenting style, and the feelings of inadequacy it had instilled in his son.

It makes Mark hate Eduardo’s father, just loathe him with a passion. He’s seen so much of Eduardo, all the good in him and what a kind heart he has, and he just doesn’t understand how someone could be disappointed in that. Ever. He thinks that anyone who can’t appreciate Eduardo doesn’t deserve him.

Somehow, Julia must see the feeling in his eyes, and she gives him a sympathetic smile. “He doesn’t like to talk about it,” she says quietly. “And his father still is in the picture. He’s the one paying for Eduardo’s apartment and most of his schooling. I just…”

She presses her lips together into a small frown and sets aside the cookbook she had been going through, turning to face Mark. “If you really want to know Eduardo, you have to keep that in mind. I think—I know he trusts you enough to tell you, but it’s just so hard for him to bring himself to talk about.”

Mark nods fervently, and she gives him a soft smile, giving him a quick pat on the back. Mark feels… he doesn’t know what he feels. He feels a little bit honored and a lot overwhelmed by the trust they have in him. He doesn’t want to let them down.

But most of the surprises about Eduardo are good.

For one, he’s really good at math. Algorithms especially. He takes one quick look at the one Mark’s using for Synapse and practically shudders.

“Ugh,” he says, leaning over Mark’s shoulder to peer at the screen. He’s close enough that Mark can feel his body heat and smell his shampoo, something sweet with a small kick of spice, and Mark has to try very hard to concentrate.

“That equation is terrible, Mark. It’s so redundant. Look,” he says, grabbing a napkin and pulling a pen from behind his ear. He scribbles something down on the napkin and offers it to him. Mark pinches the corner of the napkin between his fingers, being very careful not to touch Eduardo’s hands with his own.

When he looks at the napkin, he sees a much more elegant, streamlined equation. “Huh,” Mark says, not trusting himself to say more yet.

Eduardo shoots him one of those outlandishly wide grins, all teeth and bright eyes. Mark smiles back but smaller. “Thank you, Wardo. It’s perfect.” He hopes Eduardo understands he means I think you’re perfect.

(But why would he? You’re just stepbrothers—actually, you’re not even that yet, his brain adds unhelpfully).

The first syllable of Eduardo’s name had slipped off in pure laziness, but the way Eduardo smiles when Mark says it turns it into something more permanent. He starts saying it all the time, and it’s not just another nickname because no one else calls him that—it’s something just between them. Theirs.

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Math isn’t the only way he can keep up with Mark. Eduardo is one of the few people Mark feels like he can really talk to. He just talks and doesn’t give much thought to what he’s saying, and Eduardo just keeps looking at him the same way, so he must not have accidentally offended him yet.

With a lot of people at school, Mark feels like when he talks, he leaves them behind in the dust. But Eduardo never gets lost. He asks questions that make Mark think and offers his opinion on occasion, which is always well-thought out and interesting. If it’s something Eduardo doesn’t understand, like code, he still lets Mark’s words wash over him and listens just as attentively.

And, just… Normal people aren’t like that. At least, not in Mark’s experience. Mark feels good to know that, just like he thought when he first met him, Eduardo is special, and Mark likes that.


The absolute worst thing about Eduardo coming around all the time is that it’s just making Mark more and more attracted to him.

Not just emotionally, though of course, that too—but physically. It’s embarrassing.

Okay, so, their house has a pool. Which isn’t that big of a deal usually; Mark isn’t really the outdoors type, and in the past he’s only used it to cool off in small doses when the heat becomes too much to bear.
But Wardo, being born in Brazil and growing up in Miami, is a sun-worshipper. He loves to lay out on the deck and just tan (which Mark thinks is silly, because honestly, Eduardo is always tan regardless).

For some reason, Mark finds this summer a lot hotter than the others.

That has to be the explanation, because Mark finds himself being drawn out to the backyard more than ever before. He sits at the table on the deck and codes, if he can’t get it out of his head. And if he needs a break, he’ll hop in the pool.

Wardo laughs at the way Mark’s curls go all wet and flat in the pool, plastered to his head, and teasingly critiques his swimming (Eduardo had been on the swim team when he was younger and has the perfect stroke, apparently). If they both get bored, they have cannonball or diving contests.

And sometimes, Mark will pretend to code and Wardo will fall asleep in the lawn chair. Mark will admire his flat, toned stomach and the muscles on his arms, the gentle curve of his jaw line… Sometimes Mark hates those times because his thoughts become so sappy it’s hard to take, but he also loves those times, because he can just want without feeling guilty, since there’s no one there to catch him.


As far as nights go, he’s completely abandoned the original rule of not getting off to Wardo. Like, it is so far gone. At first, he felt really guilty about it, like, couldn’t look Eduardo in the eye for a couple days guilty about it, but now he’s just gotten used to it.
He thinks about touching Eduardo all over and it gives him goosebumps; his thinks about kissing Wardo and biting his lip and he thinks about Wardo’s hand in place of his own and he comes so much harder, so much better.

And it isn’t just that. He dreams about Wardo too—all the time actually. Not just sexual dreams, but dreams of them just being together as a couple, without anyone else around. Mark never thought he was the kind of person who would want that: with Erica being a couple was intensely awkward and made things so weird, not to mention that guy last summer, what was his name?—Ben, maybe?—but Mark isn’t sure that counts. They had purposefully not done couple-y stuff and stuck to sex.

It’s crazy how bad it’s gotten, because he wants everything with Wardo. All of it, not just once but all the time, too… And he just wants to make the wanting stop. Chris keeps asking him every time he sees Mark, “How’s everything with Wardo, is it getting better, what’s going on….”, and Mark can’t deal with the pity and the worry anymore. He just wants it done.

end of this update

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Re: FILL: all the lines blur (3a/?)

thank you again for your wonderful comments! i greatly appreciate them all. :) here's more fic for you, let's see how long i can keep going with all these updates every day, haha!

One night Mark wakes up with his fists twisted in the sheets, feeling clammy and sweaty all over, just so beyond guilty because he can remember the dream he woke from in vivid, excruciating detail, and then the idea it hits him like a ton of bricks.

He needs to seduce Eduardo.

It’s practically fail-proof: sleeping with Wardo will purge him of all of this and get it all out of his system, effectively ending the cycle. It’s not going to be easy, Mark knows that, but he needs to make it happen. He’s sure that if he can, all the feelings will just go away.

With a solution in his head, Mark feels a 100% better. He goes back to sleep with a smile. This is pretty much the best idea he’s ever had.


“This is pretty much the worst idea you’ve ever had,” Chris tells him promptly upon hearing Mark’s plan.

Mark tries to cut him off and explain, but Chris doesn’t let him. “No, stop—I do not want to hear your fucked-up logic because I can already guess what it is.” Mark gives him a very doubtful look, because really, how could he know? However, Chris just gives him this just you watch smirk and continues.

“You’re gonna say that sex is going to, like, purge you of your feelings or whatever, but you are wrong, Mark. All sex does is create more feelings, okay? Feelings that sometimes you don’t even understand or want to have; they just happen and you can’t stop them. Not to mention the fact that you don’t even know if Eduardo will go for it, and if he doesn’t, you’re gonna look like the creepy younger stepbrother.”

Mark winces, because all of that was so incredibly accurate he sort of doesn’t know what to do with himself. But he argues anyway, not just because that’s what he does but also because he believes he’s genuinely right about this.

“First of all, Chris, since when have you known me to have feelings? Especially in a relationship? I had sex with Erica, and I fooled around with Ben, and there still weren’t any of your beloved feelings.”

Dustin points to Mark with one hand and points to his own nose with the other. “Oooh, one point for Marky Mark!” He turns to Chris with an instigating grin. “Hughes, rebuttal?”

Chris spares a glare for Dustin before turning back to Mark. “Mark, you and I both know that you have a crush on Eduardo. You like him for who he is. That wasn’t really the case with Ben, and it was barely the case with Erica. This is different.”

“Hm, an interesting shot by Mr. Hughes. Do you have a comment, Mr. Zuckerberg?” Dustin continues, leaning forward and thrusting a fake microphone into Mark’s face, which Mark abruptly bitch-slaps out of the way. Dustin squeaks.

“Isn’t that all the more reason? If I just have sex with him and treat it like I don’t have feelings instead of overanalyzing them and talking about it ad nauseum, isn’t there more of a chance of them going away?” he asks, trying to use Chris’ own logic against him.

No, Mark, what did we say at the beginning—do nothing, it’ll go away on its own--”

“But I’ve been doing nothing this whole time! I’ve given it a fair shot, and I think that now, I should change strategies,” he finishes determinedly.

To him, it feels like an argument won. The logic works, why can’t they see that?
Chris is just looking at him in bafflement, and he flops back onto his back and scrubs his hand over his face. “Mark, I am never going to understand your brain,” he groans.

Out of nowhere, Dustin just starts giggling maniacally. Now Chris is looking at him like he’s lost it, and Dustin lifts a hand up to his mouth in an effort to stifle himself. When Dustin finally catches his breath, he says, “Man oh man, I can’t wait to see where this goes.”

That gets Chris laughing too, and Mark lops a pillow at both of them before crossing his arms and letting out a very annoyed huff.

Edited at 2012-07-12 01:01 am (UTC)

Re: FILL: all the lines blur (3b/?)


Except, Mark has no idea how to seduce someone. Absolutely none.

With Erica, they had just kind of decided to do it after they had been dating for six months. He hadn’t even had to wheedle or beg; she wanted to get her first time out of the way just as much as he did.

And Ben… well they had just kind of sped past the seduction part and moved onto stuff that came after. So he hadn’t had to deal with it then either.

But he needs something, some kind of reference.

He’s not really proud of what he does next.

Julia subscribes to one of those women’s magazines—you know, the kind with celebrity interviews, and odd-looking fashion models wearing clothes that look impractical, and tips on cleaning your house. Julia gets them for the recipes.

While they’re at work and no one else is there, Mark digs through her pile of them on the coffee table until he comes upon one with an article title he’d remembered seeing: How to Seduce Your Man. Yeah, the magazine’s called, like, Women’s Health or Glamour or something equally embarrassing, but Mark figures the principles are the same. It’s about seducing a guy, so it should work, right? The gender of the seducer should be irrelevant.


Ten minutes later, Mark is blushing furiously—the gender of the seducer was totally relevant—but it wasn’t a completely futile exercise. He has come out of the experience with a couple usable tips.

He resolves to think about it more later, because Eduardo’s coming over for dinner. Mark knows that if he thinks about it too much while they’re all there he’ll become an awkward, stuttering, blushing mess. He needs to formulate a plan first.

The whole reason for the family dinner is that his dad and Julia have some sort of “big announcement”. His dad had made kind of a big deal about it this morning, harping on and on about it in his typical too-cheery-for-eight-in-the-morning way, so the idea is more or less pounded into Mark’s brain at this point.

Besides, they already told him that they were getting married. What kind of big announcement can they really have that’s going to top that?

But whatever, Mark is totally willing to wait it out and listen to everyone talk, stuffing his face with Julia’s homemade stew. (“It’s feijoada,” Julia explains, “the Brazilian national dish.” Then she turns, smiling affectionately and giving Eduardo’s hair a teasing tug. “It was his favorite when he was little.” Eduardo had blushed and crowed, “Moooom,” but Mark had grinned.) It’s really delicious, and he’s content to listen to his dad talk about his day and Julia complain affably about one of her clients.

They make it the whole way throughout dinner without getting the oh-so-important announcement out of them, no matter how much they prod. And they do prod. Mark and Eduardo kind of team up against them in the quest for answers, throwing out more and more ridiculous suggestions.

“C’mon, just tell us. Are you going on a honeymoon to… Mars?” Eduardo jokes, mouth in a teasing slant as he chews feijoada.

This makes Mark’s dad give a full belly laugh. “You had some trouble coming up with a weird honeymoon destination, didn’t you?” Eduardo shrugs with an easy smile.

Mark rolls his eyes lightheartedly and gently pokes Eduardo with the blunt end of his fork. “Obviously not, Wardo, they’re adopting a dog and naming it Voldemort.” Eduardo almost chokes on his food with laughter. “He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named for short,” Mark finishes with a smirk, glancing at Julia, who is laughing too now.

Then they really get rolling, after a few minutes of escalating impossible guesses, between the two of them they have Julia and Robert and practically in stitches, red-faced and breathless.

“Are you adopting a child?” Eduardo throws out.

“Maybe Julia’s pregnant!” Mark exclaims.

“With a puppy named Voldemort!” Eduardo finishes, through uncontrollable giggles. He reaches over and pats Mark on the back good-naturedly, and Mark’s stomach does a somersault.

Edited at 2012-07-12 02:01 am (UTC)

Re: FILL: all the lines blur (3c/?)

It’s pretty childish and they all know it, but it’s good fun too. Julia takes a deep breath and stands up to clear her plate. “Come on,” she says, heaving a sigh. “Help us clean up dinner and we’ll tell you.”

Mark and Eduardo end up on dishes duty, with Eduardo scrubbing every plate until it’s spotless and Mark giving drying a very half-hearted effort. Mostly he’s just surreptitiously watching Eduardo’s biceps flex as he works, admiring the place near his elbow where the dark blue sleeve he’s pushed up contrasts with his golden skin.

“Well,” his father begins, snapping Mark out of those much too sappy thoughts. “Our big announcement is going to seem very anti-climatic after that little guessing game, but… we want to make you co-best men.” He beams at them and Julia gives them a very soft smile.

Mark smiles back, and then turns to look at Eduardo. He looks a little bit awed and a lot moved, if the way his eyes are welling up is any indicator. “Really?” he squeaks.

Robert just nods and grins at Eduardo, letting out a little bit of a giddy laugh at Eduardo’s clearly overwhelmed face.

Eduardo continues to gape at them both. “That’s the opposite of anti-climantic!” he laughs. And just like that, Eduardo steps forward and draws Robert into tight hug, burying his face into Robert’s shoulder. Julia’s eyes are watery too, clearly happy. Eduardo whispers something to Robert that Mark doesn’t catch, but just to see the three of them like that… Mark feels a little overwhelmed too.

Not to the point of tears, but just… Mark doesn’t think about his mom much, but it still kind of hurts to know that your parent abandoned you. It’s not like, the most terrible thing that's ever happened to him and it's not the end of the world, he knows, but at the same time, it doesn’t really ever go away.

He used to feel like, especially when he was younger, he and his dad were so much less than other families. Not where it really mattered, because he always loved his dad and knew that his dad loved him too, but in numbers. It was impossible to shake the jealousy when he saw his friends who not only had both parents, but had brothers and sisters too. He always wanted that.

And now he has Julia, who may not be Mark’s mom but is already something so much more than his biological mother ever was to him, more than she ever even wanted to be. And there’s Wardo, in whom Mark has found a friend and he might even…

No. He has to stop this train of thought before it goes even further. That’s why he has to sleep with Wardo, to make these feelings go away, he reminds himself quickly.

Mark tries to arrange his face back into a joyful expression, and just as he does so, the three of them remember him again and pull him into a group hug. He relaxes a little and lets himself enjoy the moment.

“Oh! I almost forgot,” Mark’s dad says, pulling out of the hug and clapping his hands together. “Julia and I are going out of town next week to scout for wedding venues.”

“And,” Julia continues, “Eduardo, we’d really appreciate it if you’d stay here with Mark for the week and keep an eye on him.”

Eduardo doesn’t say anything. His mouth just falls open a little and he nods, obviously surprised, and turns to Mark, as if waiting for his reaction. Mark registers dimly that Eduardo is worried Mark won’t want him, which is just so preposterous to him.

Mark shoots his dad a look like really?, because it’s just the principle of the thing. They all know that he can take care of himself. What are they worried about, that Mark’s going to throw a party or something? It’s just so not at all something Mark’s interested in. At worst, all he was going to do was invite Dustin and Chris over and they’d steal some booze from the liquor cabinet and play Halo until they can’t keep their eyes open any longer.

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Re: Mark/Eduardo, TW for underage

I was thinking of maybe using this for big bang. would the author be amenable to a second fill?

Re: Mark/Eduardo, TW for underage - (Anonymous), 2012-07-13 10:11 pm (UTC)(Expand)