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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...




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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; one of them moves on, the other accepts it.

i'd love for this to be future fic, when one of them feels happy and content, until the other person pulls the rug from under him and tells him he doesn't love him anymore. lots of pining please. maybe a happy ending, maybe not.

your heart is beating slow and out of time with mine pt 1.

i wrote this aaaggggessss ago, for a similar prompt that i can't find anymore, but please enjoy!

It hurts for a long time.

There are days (weeks, months) when he can’t breathe or move or think. When staying in bed and looking up his ceiling is the best option because at least his bed won’t decide to stop loving him.

Mark thinks it’s a testament to his growth at a person: he can now feel pain. The Mark of years ago, when he was 19, or 20, or 21, the Mark they made a movie about, would’ve been able to suppress this, compartmentalize it in his brain like a neat line of functioning code. He would’ve gone to work, wired himself in, and wouldn’t have surfaced until his mother/Dustin/assistant turned up at the door. He doesn’t miss those years, hasn’t, for a long time, but he wishes he had that ability back. Anything is better than this..

The Mark of those years would have done the hurting. It’s a strange feeling, being left behind, because before, he always did the leaving.

Chris starts setting him up a few months later. They’re all nice people, they come in a variety of shapes and sizes and color, and maybe, if Mark hadn’t started believing that this was his penance for .03% and the years of being a cold, unfeeling bastard, then maybe he would’ve been happy with any one of them. He could settle.

As it is, he thinks settling is way above him. It’s more than he deserves.

His therapist says, “You need to start loving yourself,” and Mark thinks, well, what is there left to love?

Eventually the pain dulls, and getting up in the morning starts to feel easier. He goes on more blind dates, and they’re fun, except for that one asshole who asked if Mark could hook him up with a Google+ account.

It hits him one day that maybe being lonely forever isn’t the worst option. During lunch with Chris and Dustin, he tells them he’s done looking. They stare at him, appalled.

Mark,” Chris asks, exasperated, “there is nothing wrong with any of the guys I set you up with. I’d go for them if I weren’t married.”

Dustin’s concerns are of a different manner. “Mark!” he blurts out, “You don’t want to be the Jennifer Aniston in this situation! You’ll never live it down!”

Mark thinks, maybe Wardo found his own Angelina. Maybe they’re adopting a million babies right this instant. I don’t know if I want babies, but maybe this Malegelina told Wardo right away that babies were on top of his priority list, and since Wardo can’t resist a good baby, he jumped on board and left poor, unsure me behind.

He is so pathetic.

“You have your crazy Wardo face on,” Dustin supplies, “and since I mentioned Jennifer Aniston, you probably started thinking about Brangelina, and no, as of this moment, Wardo doesn’t own an Asian baby.”

Wardo would look good with an Asian baby though, he thinks. Sometimes he hates his brain more than he hates Dustin.

He says, “I know I’m never going to move on. I’ve accepted it. I can wait.”

Eduardo waited for him to get his act together, and if Eduardo could wait that long, then so can Mark.

No big deal.

your heart is beating slow and out of time with mine pt 2.

Time moves on.

Mark didn’t think it would, so quickly. There are moments when the loneliness gets too much, when he gets desperate and starts thinking, you own the internet, why can’t you own him too,, but it’s a dangerous path to tread, and the reason why Eduardo went and sued him in the first place.

So he stamps it down and makes himself a better person.

Eventually they become friends again. It obviously isn’t anything like the Harvard years, but really, they’ll never be who they were when they were 19 and fresh on the flush of that first success. Even their second reconciliation, after years of not speaking, hadn’t been enough to bring them there.

But Mark finds he doesn’t really mind: they’re friends again and they’re moving forward, together. No one gets stuck. No one gets left behind.

His name is James.

James Walsh, Yale graduate, class of 2005, an architect for a prestigious firm, and had just pitched a design for Eduardo’s workplace when they first met. He is absolutely perfect for Eduardo, and Mark knows this because the first thing he did after Eduardo told him (giddy and breathless, almost like the Eduardo who gave him an algorithm one cold night, long ago), “I met someone, I want you to meet him,” was check the guy’s facebook profile.

And then he might have hacked his e-mail, dug around, found his grades, his workplace information, everything. If Mark were still 19 years old, maybe he would’ve planted incriminating things and gotten the guy fired, his degree rescinded, his association with Eduardo finished before it got any further.

But. Mark is not 19. He is 31 and he is lonely. He is lonely, but he wants his best friend to be happy, so he smiles down the phone and tells Eduardo he’d like to meet James, too.

He almost believes himself.

Four years later, Eduardo and James get married.

Chris and Dustin move in with Mark for a week, after he gets the invitation. They practically invite themselves to his bed for a “cuddle session.” Mark can’t believe he’s made himself sick over this, but Dustin’s eyes are huge and understanding, and Chris is there, still always there to fix Mark’s messes when it gets too big for him to handle.

Eduardo asks Mark to be their best man. Mark says yes, because when has he ever been able to deny Eduardo anything? .03%, his mind answers, like a traitor. At one point, Mark stops believing that this is his karma, his penance. Maybe all he needs to know is that Eduardo is happy.

When Eduardo says his vows, Mark is standing just behind James. Sometimes Eduardo’s eyes land on Mark, and Mark finds himself imagining that this is his wedding, this is Eduardo looking straight at him, promising to love and cherish and always encourage.

This is Eduardo telling him, I do.

Not three years later, there is a baby.

Not the Asian baby that Mark once thought up (although, ok, Mark still thinks Eduardo would look good with an Asian baby too). It’s a surrogate, and while both James and Eduardo don’t want to know which parent it is genetically matched to, it is painfully obvious to Mark who the father is when he carries him for the first time.

They name him after Mark, and his full name is Mark Nicholas Saverin-Walsh, Nicky, for short. Mark stares at this little human who shares his name, who has Eduardo’s eyes, and resolves to love him for the rest of his life

(Later, Dustin tells him, with his own little kid hanging off his leg, that Mark is the Jacob in this situation. Mark isn’t sure if being a lovelorn, hormonal werewolf is worse than being Jennifer Aniston).

They ask him to be the godfather, but they didn’t even need to ask, because Mark would have said yes anyway.

your heart is beating slow and out of time with mine pt 3 (minor character death)

If Mark could keep Eduardo happy forever, he would. He’d give up Facebook, and the praise people bestow upon him, and his big, lonely house, and maybe even his dog. Ok, not his dog. Beast is all he really has for himself right now.

As it is, Facebook and praises and his house isn’t enough to stop James from succumbing to Esophageal cancer. Nicky is five years old, and blissfully unaware of everything going on in his house, only that Daddy is really sick and Pai is really sad.

Eduardo calls him, gasping down the phone, tells him, “Esophageal cancer, it’s moving too fast, Mark, they found it too late, and chemo is unbearably painful for him, and today he told me he’d rather die than do it one more time, do something Mark, Nicky, it’s his birthday soon, I don’t know what to do, James, James, James, James, Mark.

Mark might own the internet, but he doesn’t own lives, and he can’t heal people. But he can try, so after an entire night spent googling the fuck out of “Esophageal cancer,” he gets all the best doctors in the world to come down to California to see James. It doesn’t work, so he sends the couple all over the world with his jet, to try alternative treatments that in theory, only works to alleviate the pain and buy them more time.

Mark doesn’t mind. He has enough money for time.

James asks to see Mark one day, just after arriving from another treatment. This one included a glass vase and lots of incense, but Mark doesn’t need to know how it went, the result is stark enough it almost seems to bend their house out of shape.

“Eduardo is out,” he says, “to buy some food, but really, to cry so I won’t have to see him.”

His face is pallid, and his eyes are droopy. James has been confined in bed since they got back, and Nicky is lying on the floor, by the bed and doing some coloring. He still doesn’t know that pretty soon, his life will change forever.

“Well,” Mark begins, unsure where to start, “where is the next treatment? What’s it going to be like?” He tries to sound reassuring, but he knows he fails miserably.

“I’m not leaving anymore,” James answers, “this is it, we’re staying for good.” What that really means is, “I have accepted my death sentence, and I wish to live the rest of my life in comfort.”

“You can’t do that,” Mark says, panicking, “I’m sure there’s something else out there, just let me find something. You’ll be fine, and -- ”

“I only have so much time left,” James replies, “and I want to spend it happily, with my husband and my son.”

“Does Eduardo know you’re doing this?” Mark asks, “because he needs to know. You need to prepare him, he’ll fall all over himself if you suddenly die, and he isn’t equipped to deal with it.”

“Like he wasn’t when you diluted his shares?” Which, okay. Mark had no idea James knew or even cared about the details of the past he shared with Eduardo. Also, it’s an incredibly douchey thing to say, dying of cancer or not. Mark stares at him, unblinkingly.

For a second, Mark allows himself to be mad, allows all the repressed love he has for Eduardo, Wardo, to spill out of him and overtake everything he has worked so hard to deny. He wants to call Eduardo and tell him he married a douchebag, that cancer or not, that was no excuse to die and leave him behind with a son.

“Please take care of Eduardo,” James whispers softly, “and Nicky. Make sure they’re always happy. Please watch all of Nicky’s soccer games, and never, ever, miss a piano recital.”

“I—,“ Mark stuttered, “what?”

“Make sure Eduardo never cries alone, because that’s what he’s doing now,” James continued, “when he pretends to buy food, even if we have a fully stocked fridge, that’s when he’s off, crying in the middle of Whole Foods.”

your heart is beating slow and out of time with mine pt 4 (minor character death)

Mark thinks back to all those years ago, in Kirkland, when he was lonely, and all he had was his computer. And then there was Eduardo, dragging him out into the world, feeding him, making him laugh, and just being with him. And then he was gone, and even if he had Dustin and Chris, it still felt like he was drowning, drowning under everything he had worked so hard for. Then he came back, and even if he left again, at least Mark had parts of him to love, no matter how far away he stood. As long as he knew Eduardo was fine, then he was fine, too.

Mark realizes that his whole life with Eduardo has been building up to this moment. This is when he takes over, when he can finally take care of Eduardo like Eduardo did for him, all those years ago. Mark stopped taking, years ago, but now he can finally give back.

“Yes,” he promises, “yes.”

It’s sunny when James dies, and even sunnier when they bury him. Mark was speaking at a conference in New York when James goes, so he gets on the next available flight and makes it back in time for the funeral, and the subsequent burial.

Mark sits next to Eduardo in the church, and in the cemetery, with Nicky perched on his lap. Nicky understands a bit more what just happened, that he will never see his daddy again, but Dustin took great pains to reassure him that heaven is filled with awesome things, like the dinosaurs and Albert Einstein, so his daddy won’t be sad and lonely without his family.

Eduardo looks so, so, sad, not at all different to a time years ago, when a table separated them and the light cast a sick pallor across his face. Nothing is holding him up anymore, only Nicky, and the tight hold his mother has on his wrist.

Mark used to believe that he could give everything up to have Eduardo by his side again. Now he knows it isn’t true, because apparently, everything included Eduardo’s happiness.

Maybe this is real, true, love at its purest form. You love someone so much you’re willing to give them up if you were assured of their happiness. Maybe this is what Eduardo felt in those years they weren’t talking.

When the burial is finished, everyone leaves. Eduardo’s mother lifts her grandson up to her arms and gives her son a kiss, before smiling tightly at Mark. Eduardo is eerily quiet, before he leans back on Mark’s shoulder.

They sit there for the whole afternoon, two silent, immovable statues, constrained by love and loss and fear and hope, and always, always the guilt of surviving.

author's note.

idk how to end it now lol.

Re: author's note.

If you wanted to make it happy (in a way I don't think the author meant), not saying you have to just suggesting, you could write Mark going to one of Nicky's soccer games or piano recitals and Eduardo coming out saying he loved him or something.

But surprisingly (coming from the master of fluffy ending and rainbow and lollipops), I almost like this ending. It's haunting and it leaves it to be open ended and you don't know exactly where it will go.

Sorry I ramble, but I really did adore this. It was just so...I could feel Mark's emotions really well. I love this and you covered the prompt in such a fantastic way. <3 <3

Re: author's note.

Stop, this is a good ending :)

Re: author's note.

This is beautiful. You could left it like this, or maybe you could write an epilogue or something, but the way Mark loves Eduardo here... It's everything.

Re: author's note.

i agree that this was a perfect place to end it! this was so real and heart-wrenching but at the same time really soft and lovely. i loved it.

Re: author's note. - (Anonymous), 2012-02-23 02:29 am (UTC)(Expand)

Re: your heart is beating slow and out of time with mine pt 4 (minor character death)

This is gorgeous and so heartbreaking. And Marrrrrk :(

Re: your heart is beating slow and out of time with mine pt 4 (minor character death)

oh my god

this is so beautiful and heartbreaking and yeah

i'm just going to lay down and weep


Re: your heart is beating slow and out of time with mine pt 4 (minor character death)

Very nice.

Re: your heart is beating slow and out of time with mine pt 4 (minor character death)

Oh...my heart actually hurts. What have you done anon? :'(

Nicely written though.

Re: your heart is beating slow and out of time with mine pt 4 (minor character death)

Dear Author,

I'd like to know if I can translate this beautiful work into Chinese? It's too good to be hidden from non-English speaking fan girls :)

Edited at 2012-03-10 05:35 pm (UTC)