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It's Complicated: But sexy!

Mark Zuckerberg
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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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i don't care what you do, as long as it involves one pulling the other into a kiss by his belt loops

Fill: However Long (1/2)

Suffice to say, despite what others may think and believe, Mark is not a robot. His words and actions may seem robotic, precise and concise in manner, he being able to make a point without boring one to tears with colorful and pointless phrasing, and he my lose touch with the world when he is on the middle of a coding tear, forgetting all the basic needs of human survival, but that does not mean he lacks the capacity to feel.  He was born into this world of flesh and blood, not just simply pieced together with whatever spare parts were lying around.  He is human, he has feelings, and given the right moment, the right person, he even has the capability to care, maybe even love if given the chance.

The Palo Alto house is quiet for an change, Mark having sent the nameless girls home, wherever that may be (he really doesn't care), and suggesting Sean accompany them too, just for the night.  Dustin has taken over site monitoring and coding for the next however many hours necessary, trading off the coding with the few interns they have, which leaves Mark feeling antsy and twitchy, fingers itching to keep pushing, mind wanting to control every aspect there is of Facebook, but he knows (no matter how he tries to deny it) he is only human, and there is a limit to what his body can take.

Closing the door to the small corridor leading to the bedrooms, Mark takes a deep breath, trying to shake the ghostly words still hanging between the walls.  He had been excited over the prospect of Eduardo's arrival, thinking finally, finally, everything was going to fall into place, but then he overslept and forgot about picking Eduardo up from the airport and the line of dominos consecutively fell, one by one, in quick succession.  Sean knowing exactly what buttons to push to get Eduardo riled up did not help, nor the weakness Mark felt, needing Eduardo more than he's ever admitted or known before, who could blame him for heated words thrown at Eduardo, especially when his CFO was still not getting it.  He regrets their argument, not so much for what was said but more the hurt and confused panic in Eduardo's eyes that he can still remember clear as day.  He regrets not being able to explain more eloquently what he needs, what Facebook needs, but hopes Eduardo still gets it, gets him, and understands.

When Mark enters his bedroom, Eduardo is just standing there, back to the door, head bowed and dripping onto the rug.  The sight of a wet Wardo twists something in Mark's chest.  The silence in the room is deafening.  Mark makes his way around to stand in from of Eduardo, slipping the wet coat off his friend's shoulders, taking care of Eduardo for a change because even the best mother hen needs a little mothering too.  He goes and hangs the coat on the door and returns to stand before Eduardo who is still intently staring at the floor, scowling.

Edited at 2012-03-08 06:40 am (UTC)

Fill: However Long (2/2)

"Wardo?" Mark attempts getting Eduardo's attention with no success, not indication he's even been heard and is simply being ignored.

"Hey, I'm..." Mark doesn't even know what he was about to say. I'm sorry?  I'm an asshole?  I'm in love with you?  That last one is new on him, something he's been ignoring because, yeah, Eduardo has a girlfriend (albeit crazy).

"Hey, Wardo, hey," he tries a third time, hands settling on Eduardo's hips to get his attention and he feelings Eduardo jolt at the contact.  

One hand stays cupped around Eduardo's right hip while his index and middle fingers slip into a belt loop on the opposite side.  When he pulls Eduardo closer, there is no resistance.

"Mark," Eduardo whispers, their foreheads pressed together, and even in the quite tones Mark can hear the anguish in Eduardo's voice, the pain he is mostly responsible for, and it's the last straw.  

Fuck it, Mark thinks as he pushes up slightly on his toes and presses his mouth against Eduardo's in a chaste first (hopefully just the first and not the only) kiss, girlfriend be damned.

It's kind of sweet, if sweet was actually in his approved vocabulary, but then the mood shifts, or is it the room, and Eduaro cradles Mark's head, guiding it in one direction while his own tilts in the opposite, and everything just seems to slide into perfect accord.  It's the best kiss of his very short existence (and experience), and while he's slightly embarrassed by the quiet whimper he knows came from him, Mark can't seem to care, not when Eduardo is pressed up against him as close as they can get and slipping his tongue between Mark's more than willingly parted lips.  Why hadn't they done this sooner?

When they finally part for much needed air, Eduardo rests his forehead against Mark's again, eyes closed, but he's no longer scowling. 


Mark shakes his head to forestall whatever logic or reasoning Eduardo feels obligated to say and quickly changes the subject.  "Come on, you need to get out of these wet clothes."

Eduardo suddenly turns pink, a baffling reaction after what they were just doing, and Mark just snorts and shakes his head.  "I highly doubt I'd be forgiven if I let you die of pneumonia."

Eduardo laughs quietly, nodding his head in agreement.

"After you get into some dry clothes.. Then we can talk," Mark says, cheeks warming when he further adds, "or... something."

Eduardo presses another chaste but hard kiss to Mark's lips before turning to change out of his rain soaked clothes.  Mark watches Eduardo for a moment, surprised by how easy this is.  How perfect it feels.  He can't say they've resolved everything, or even that this, whatever this is, will last the test of time, but he does know one thing.  He plans on enjoying it for however long it does last.

Edited at 2012-03-08 06:41 am (UTC)

Re: Fill: However Long (2/2)

aww, i loved this.



ANYWAY. this was sososo perfect and i love that you acknowledged that mark isn't a robot, he has real feelings because that side of him is so lovely. and the KISS AHHHHHH. i don't understand my love for pulling in by the belt buckles but it totally does it for me and that part was perfect. and the open ending! everything isn't sunshine and lollipops! i love that realism because of course it's not all going to be perfect, but they can enjoy it for however long it lasts.


Re: Fill: However Long (2/2)


Re: Fill: However Long (2/2)

Awww. ;__; The last paragraph is breaking my heart and making me giddy at the same time. Wonderful fill!

Re: Fill: However Long (2/2)

ugh, this is perfect ;_____;

Re: Fill: However Long (2/2)

I <3 this fic ;)

Fill 2: Worth the Wait (1/3)

Note:  This is an unplanned continuation to my previous fill for this prompt.  Both can be read separately, but I like them together.

Some people, well, most people, assume he hates Mark.  They think he hates Mark for his past transgressions revolving Facebook and ousting its co-founding CFO in the most backstabbing way, and maybe back then, back in the heat of the moment when he was smashing a certain laptop unsatisfactorily against a desk and staring Mark down across a deposition table he did, in a young and naive way, hate Mark but now, in the present, nearly a decade of growing up and being able to view the past in hindsight of what he's learned, Eduardo can't say he never really hated Mark.  It's amazing what a lawsuit, millions of dollars and time can do to change one's perspective, though it has more to do with the time (and growing up) than quasi-winning a lawsuit and the money.  It has always been about more than the money for him, and what he's learned in recent years, what he has finally admitted to himself, for Mark too.

In all the year's people have accused Mark of being a robot, Eduardo finds a certain ironic humor in how emotionally inept he's been since the lawsuit's settlement, since the tie had been severed between two supposed best friends who could have been so much more than best friends and co-founders of the most popular social network the world has seen to date.  There is a reason he is still single after all, a reason the longest relationship he's had (outside his friendship with Mark) was three months, and he'd only realized they were in what she had called a relationship two weeks prior to them breaking up.  She shouting about him being an emotional void and how she doesn't know why she had put up with him for so long.  Funny, he'd had the same thoughts about Mark back when the betrayal and anger raged, blanking out other more weakening feelings he had for his best friend.  Funny, it is not as satisfying hearing the words as it is saying them.

Eduardo tips back the champagne glass in hand, draining its remains before depositing the empty glass on a passing tray and grabbing the next.  He is dressed to impress, as he always is when attending these type of functions, but more so today seeing as the guest of honor is a rather important person.  Meeting the President, not just any President but The President like in the President of the United States of America, is most assuredly an overwhelming and daunting occurrence in anyone's life, even one Eduardo Saverin, an opportunity most don't get more than once in a lifetime, and while he should be more than a little thrilled to be part of the company surrounding the most important man in the country, while he should be worrying over what he will say when meeting President Obama to make a good impression of young blood in business, he can't seem to pull his attention away from the curly mop of hair across the room from him.

This isn't the first event they've both been in attendance.  It's been nearly a decade since they parted ways, and with both running in the same technology circles, Mark continuing to be Facebook's creative genius and Eduardo continuing to give the little guy a chance in the shark tank of new business, it is inevitable they will be required to make nice, exchange polite hellos and shake hands with strained smiles.  Usually, it's at the Facebook offices that he sees Mark, dressed in cargo pants, or shorts, or a pair of very worn jeans that are aways accompanied by a T-shirt or hoodie or a combination of both depending on the weather.  It is Mark looking like typical Mark, always preferring comfort over any attempts at impressing whoever he is meeting with, but tonight Eduardo feels like he is seeing a different Mark, a new Mark he has never been privy to seeing before, or perhaps it's a Mark he never allowed himself to see before tonight.

Fill 2: Worth the Wait (2/3)

Mark looks older, which is really stupid considering the time that has past because of course he would look older, Mark should look older.  They are no longer the teenaged college students of old, but two successful businessmen, probably the richest men in the room if they were all to pull out their checkbooks to compare net worths, but it's not simply that Mark looks older, it's also the mature and confident air surrounding Mark, how he stands straight at attention when talking to the other men and women in attendance.  It's the confident tilt of his head and the attentiveness he gives the people speaking.  It also probably doesn't help seeing Mark in grown-up clothes either, but then again, everyone has to grow up at some point in their lives.  Some grow up sooner than others, some willingly, and some kicking and screaming.  Eduardo grins slightly, thinking of Mark in the latter scenario, but his grin fades as he takes in the pretty (really gorgeous) Asian woman standing next to Mark, a woman who hasn't left Mark's side once during the entire evening.  It's probably telling how much he's observed the two during the evening, feeling a cold stab of what he will not call jealousy each time she smiles and laughs at something Mark has said, and how she doesn't blanch once during the night, even when he can tell Mark's said something truthful but most likely unflattering.  She smiles, and smiles, and Mark fetches her drinks, and touches her arm, and smiles wide enough to show off his dimples, and he laughs.

"She's the new head of PR at Facebook, ya know," Dustin's voice says, seemingly out of no where seeing as Eduardo hadn't even known Dustin was in attendance tonight, but when he turns is head Eduardo finds Dustin standing right next to him with a knowing smirk.

"Do I care?" Eduardo asks, bristled by his friend's assumption.

Dustin for his part looks back across the room to where the unnamed woman and Mark both look captivated by whatever is the President is saying to them, and then back to Eduardo, cheshire grin firmly in place.  "Of course you do, it's Mark."

Eduardo doesn't get a chance to respond because just as quickly as Dustin arrived the man is heading back into the crowd of guests, the damage already done.  Looking back at the woman with Mark, he wonders absently if Dustin ever did figure out the algorithm to explain the connection between Jewish guys and hot Asian girls, which is quickly followed by a curiosity over the affects of switching out hot Asain girls with Jewish computer genius'.  Eduardo quickly realizes he probably needs another drink.  He drains his second glass of champagne, takes a third and drains that quickly too in order to drown out the sobering fact that after all this time, after all the bad blood and betrayal and fighting and denial and years, he's still fucking in love with Mark Zuckerberg.

He sticks around to mingle as best as he can considering his attention continues to be pulled in Mark's direction.  He runs into Chris at one point during the evening who is all smiles and completely in his element networking around the room.  Chris does offer him an apologetic pat on the shoulder though, to which Eduardo can only smile sadly at and shrug because what can he really do?  He downs his fourth drink before deciding to call it a night and heads out.  

He never does personally meet the President, but he can't say he's really all that disappointed.  Eduardo passes a few people talking into their sleeves as he slips out the banquet room, heading for the elevators that will put enough floors between him and Mark so that he can sleep off the alcohol buzz quickly settling in.  The elevator doors just about close before a hand slips between, bouncing them back open.  

He shouldn't be surprised it's Mark, he isn't surprised, but what steals his words and takes his breath away is seeing Mark up close in what is probably the most expensive suit he's ever seen the man in.

Edited at 2012-03-09 07:57 am (UTC)

Fill 2: Worth the Wait (3/3)

The suit jacket fits like a glove, not overwhelming or even too tight, just perfect, and in the perfect shade of dark blue that make Mark's eyes pop.  The cuffs of the white-on-white striped shirt stick out just enough to show off a pair of cufflinks.  The fact Mark is wearing a tie, while in the past would've been a sure sign of the world's end, now it just goes to show how much Mark has changed.  

"She's really beautiful," Eduardo says out of no where, not having really planned to say anything, but apparently the alcohol has loosened him up enough to where he lacks full control of his thoughts, or more precisely his mouth.

"Yes," Mark acknowledges with a nod of his head and little emotion.  "You're stating the obvious."

Eduardo snorts.  "You're a lucky man."

Mark studies him a moment, head tilting to the right before responding.  "I think it more appropriate to say Facebook is lucky.  She's the best PR head we've had since Chris left.  She's the only one other than Chris who has actually gotten me to attend functions like this."

"Just Facebook?" Eduardo presses.  "I don't know, she seemed very attentive all evening."

This time it's Mark who snorts and shakes his head.  "She does her job well.  Anyway, she's… she's really not my type."

Eduardo swallows the sudden lump in his throat, nearly choking, but recovers quickly, even if his brain is running a bit slow due to he number of champagnes he drank this evening.  

"Really?" He asks Mark, amusement clear in his voice.  "If tall, beautiful, Asian women aren't your type, then what is?"

Mark's heated eyes meet his and a jolt shoots through Eduardo's spine, bringing Eduardo to full, sobering attention.  Mark clears his throat, eyes flicking down to Eduardo's mouth before meeting his eyes again.  "Apparently, tall, beautiful, Brazilian's… especially if his hair is just as tall and ridiculous."

He's amazed by how steady his hands are as they reach and snag the belt loops on either side of Mark's hips underneath the navy suit jacket.  When he pulls on the loops, Mark takes the few steps that bring him into the elevator proper, doors sliding shut behind him.  Eduardo keeps pulling, against every self-preservation doubt he's held onto all these years, and Mark keeps closing the distance until they are toe to toe, chest to chest, and Eduardo can easily slip his thumbs into the waist band of Mark's pants for better purchase.  


Mark, for his part, takes hold of Eduardo's tie and gently tugs on it, pulling against Eduardo  neck so he has to lean down the minute distance that bring them nose to nose.  It only takes seeing one swipe of Mark's tongue against his bottom lip for Eduardo to completely give in and chase after that tongue, the familiarity hitting Eduardo hard, like a sucker punch to the gut but it's welcoming.  It's perfect really, and feels a bit like coming home.

It's the ding of the elevator car arriving at his floor the springs them apart, each releasing a amused snort.  Fingers still in Mark's belt loops, Eduardo backs Mark out of the elevator and down the hall towards his room, eyes hungrily taking in the disheveled look about Mark.

"Wardo, do you really think I am that kind of guy?"

Eduardo smirks, leaning in to kiss the side of Mark's neck before whispering into his ear.  "I know you are that kind of guy."

Mark shutters against Eduardo as he presses Mark up against his room's door.  Eduardo realizes then that all of it, from the dilution, to the lawsuit, and the years between then and now, it was all necessary to bring them to this point. Yes, perhaps in the end they will will crash and burn, and maybe he will have a few regrets in the morning, but right now, all he can think about is how after nearly a decade of radio silence between then, after years of uncomforrable avoidance and denial, after missing his best friend for so long, this is what he wants.  He wants to love Mark, and hopefully, in the end, it will have all been worth the wait.




Anon OP... Not sure if you will see this, but I just wanted to send out a thank you! This prompt... It was the perfect prompt for me to write Mark/Eduardo, this truthfully being the first M/E fic I've written. Could be my last as this pairing seems a bit daunting for me, but I am happy with what I've provided and if this is my last, I will be satisfied.

I find it interesting that the two prompts I've filled/in the process of filling were from you! Minds thinking alike? I don't know, but it's definitely been a good "partnership." :D

I am working on the next part of my Girl!Jesse/Andrew fill... I've just gotten to a point where what I've written for this next installment isn't coming out exactly as I wish, so I need to begin again using what's been written and tweak it in a different way. I cn honestly say... It is overwhelming me.

Again, thank you!!!

Re: OP AGAIN HI - (Anonymous), 2012-03-27 11:24 pm (UTC)(Expand)

Re: Fill 2: Worth the Wait (3/3)

beautiful writing <3