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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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♥ post requests and responses in the comments to this post.
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♥ one pairing/prompt per comment please.
♥ you are encouraged to try and write a prompt for every request you make.
♥ we are slash, femslash, het, three-and-moresomes etc. friendly. (we are even incest friendly what with some of our characters being twins and all...)
♥ no pairing bashing, OK? no need to wank over ships.
♥ long and short fics welcome. multiple responses encouraged!
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♥ WARN FOR COMMON TRIGGERS, PLEASE




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♥ alphabetize pairings/threesomes/moresomes. (e.g. Eduardo/Mark/Sean etc.)
♥ put [RPF] before RPF prompts. (e.g. [RPF] Andrew/Jesse)
♥ for crossover prompts: "[Crossover], The Social Network Character(s)/Other Character(s), [Fandom]" (e.g. [Crossover], Eduardo/Columbus, [Zombieland])
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♥ anyone, everyone, no one? Use "Other." (e.g. Sean/Other)
♥ Please do not repost prompts from earlier rounds
♥ put [GEN] before GEN prompts.

FILLS:

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♥ fills can be posted anonymously or not.
♥ fills can be anything: fic, art, vid, fanmix, podfic, etc.
♥ all prompts are open to fills at all times, even if they have been filled in the past or are being currently filled by someone else. multiple fills are positively encouraged; if something appeals to you then do not be put off creating a new fill by the existence of a prior one.
NEW: ♥ PLEASE comment with the first of your fill to the PROMPT and then all future updates as a comment to the FIRST PART of the fill. this makes it easier for both the WIP spreadhseet and for archiving stuff on delicious. it also helps people who are trying to catch up on updates and don't have to look through every fill on the prompt (should it have more than one). thank you.





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





[ARCHIVING]
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have fun!

THERE WILL BE UNMARKED SPOILERS. enter at your own risk! :D

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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Re: Eduardo/Mark, Awkwardo

(Anonymous)
Thinking about filling this. Do you have a specific time frame in mind (high school, Harvard, what have you)?

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Re: Eduardo/Mark, Awkwardo - (Anonymous), 2012-06-19 04:30 pm (UTC)(Expand)

FILL 1/?

(Anonymous)
Hope this is kind of going in the direction you're wanting?

Eduardo had always been the kid in the corner. Or, maybe more appropriately, out of the closet, which was what did him in from a young age. Growing up in the prominent part of Saõ Paulo, where everyone knew everyone knew everyone, secrets didn't stay hidden. This rule was not only applied to the adults, but the children as well. Despite all of his father's convincing that he wanted to move to the states as a way to afford more opportunities to himself and his children, the Saverins' social demise really came by way of their only son, found kissing his best male friend in his bedroom. So, with a secret that could only be run away from, the Saverins moves from their home of Brazil to the US, towing Eduardo with them from state to state as their secret followed them. No matter where they moved, though, Eduardo found no condolences in the children around him, no one willingly offering their friendship to him. Which is why, when his family made their last relocation of his public school career, in the summer before his senior year, Eduardo had all but given up on finding friends, much less a "special someone." That is, until he is bombarded by an eerily enthusiastic ginger boy bringing back the Spanish Inquisition by way of personal questions.

Sitting all by himself in the lunch room, Eduardo started when someone slid onto his bench so quickly they knocked clean into him.

"Hi! I'm Dustin. What's your name?"

Eduardo took time to recover his expression of what he was sure was terror while he finished chewing his sandwich. "Eduardo," he replied.

"Eduarrrrrrrdo," Ginger Boy repeated, with a poor attempt to roll the "r" that mainly just serves to make him sound like a cow. "Sweet. Where are you from?" he asked, reaching over to steal some of Eduardo's fries.

"Brazil, originally."

Dustin's mouth fell open. "Aw, man… Are you kidding me?! How cool is that! Eduarrrrrdo, Eduarrrrdo, just, tell me something, man. Are you a player?"

"…Um, I mean, no, not really…"

"Because I'm pretty sure they teach you that in kindergarten over there, right? Like, it's part of the Brazilian code. Order, progress and gettin' the ladies. Right?"

"Well, no, but…"

"Eduarrrrdo, you have to come over here and meet my dead-beat friends. You have to help us get the ladies." He motions over to the table Eduardo supposes he came from, where there is a blonde boy in a baby-blue polo. He is, however, completely off of Eduardo's radar, seeing as there is a second person sitting at Ginger Boy's table: a painfully Jewish kid, complete with unkempt fro, wearing a ratty old hoodie and staring straight at Eduardo with a dark look in his eye and a smirk on his lips. Eduardo is surprised by the immediate surge of lust that runs through him and blushes, looking down.

FILL 1b/?

(Anonymous)
Wow, HTML fail. Sorry sorry sorry.

Eduardo tunes back into what Dustin is saying, since he has apparently not stopped talking all though Eduardo's little episode. "…so I am clearly the most eligible bachelor in all of the school, I just need your ladies' man expertise. Although it might not be so beneficial for anyone in the group but me. I'm actually the only straight one out of us. But now, with you here, we can balance the scales of hetero and homo! It'll be like our own little gay-straight alliance!" He lifts up a fist. "Bro bump!"

Eduardo decides just to get it out of the way at the beginning, as terrifying and isolating as it is. "Um, I'm actually, uh… Not straight, either. I mean… I like boys."

Dustin doesn't look up from where he has begun to try to squeeze the entire contents of a package of ketchup onto one of Eduardo's fries. "Oh, awesome! Then you can help Chris. He's over there in the blue. No game whatsoever, god help him. Hard as I've tried to teach him. But now you can be his Yoda! There's also Mark, but he doesn't need much help. I don't know what it is, but the gays love him. But that's Markie. Always with a different boy. Not much of a relationship person, though. Which is probably best for everyone, to be honest. I'm pretty sure the only relationship he's ever had is with his laptop." Dustin makes a face. "And now I am imagining that. Ew."

The bell for end of lunch rings and Eduardo begins to gather his things, Dustin standing up next to him.

"What's your next class, bro?"

"Uh… PE."

"Oh… Interesting," Dustin says, with an odd glint in his eyes. Eduardo isn't sure what's so interesting about physical education, but then again, he's not really sure about anything Dustin has said to him yet. "I'll see you later, Awkwardo!"

"Um, yeah, later," Eduardo mumbles, but Dustin has already run off to find his friends, locking Jewfro into a headlock. Jewfro shrugs him off, adjusting his hoodie, and when he looks up, his eyes immediately find Eduardo's. He still has that look in his eyes. Eduardo looks away and tries to hide his blush. From the quirking of Mark's lips he saw before he ducked his head, he doesn't think he succeeds.

Re: FILL 1b/?

(Anonymous)
<3

Re: FILL 1b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-06-21 01:51 pm (UTC)(Expand)

mod

Please follow the fill rules and reply to your part 1 with all subsequent parts.

this is adorable (though obviously kind of sad too, with the part about eduardo's family).

very excited for the rest of this. :B

FILL 2a/?

(Anonymous)
Thanks for the feedback, guys! It's always appreciated. Some more expostition-y nonsense going on here, but I promise things will pick up in the next update. x

When Eduardo arrives at the gym for PE, his last class of the day, he begins to realize that his first day is just going to keep getting weirder and weirder. Already bewildered by his previous encounter with Dustin, he walks into the gym, shows the teacher his schedule, and turns around from the front of the gym to find Mark at the top of the bleachers, already watching him as if he knew he was coming. Before Eduardo can embarrass himself too badly, though, the coach calls for everyone to dress out, and Eduardo rushes to a bathroom stall in the locker rooms and begins to change.

When he walks out, he tries to subtly scope out the location of Mark and finds him in the same place and in the same clothes, seemingly having not moved at all. He examines Mark's jeans and hoodie and then looks down at himself in his t-shirt and running shorts, what he thought to be acceptable attire, but begins to worry that he went overboard on the whole "physical education" aspect.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, I am Coach Fincher and I will be your instructor for the entire duration of our year-long adventure together in mediocre athleticism. Say 'here' when I call your name."

Eduardo tunes out until he hears his name, fiddling with his shoelaces and adjusting his clothes.

"Saverin, Eduardo."

"Here."

"Zuckerberg, Mark."

"Here."

A wave of nervousness goes through Eduardo when he hears Mark's name, turning to the bleachers where Mark had been sitting and finding that he is already staring. Eduardo supposes he might as well get used to being watched by this strangely interesting boy. Surprisingly, he finds it more exciting than terrifying.

"Alright, ladies, let's go out to the track to run some laps. And if I catch any of you hanging behind in the gymnasium, Mr. Zuckerberg, there will be consequences."

The class begins to file out of the gym and outside. Eduardo tries to get as close to the front as possible so as to avoid any interaction with this boy that seem to be so fixated on him. When they reach the track and Fincher gives the go ahead, Eduardo takes off. Eduardo has been running all his life, in more ways that one, and he's kind of good at it, he would say. He ends up passing all of his classmates several times, most of them either jogging or flat-out walking. He keeps going until Fincher calls for everyone to go get changed before calls Eduardo over. "Nice job, Saverin. That was impressive. Have you considered joining track and field?"

"Oh, no, um, not really," Eduardo mumbles.

"You should. You're good, kid." He pats Eduardo on the shoulder before he walks off.

"Oh, okay, um. Thanks." Eduardo allows himself a small smile while he turns around and finds, in true Zuckerberg fashion, Mark sitting at the top of the bleachers and watching Eduardo, smirking. Eduardo starts, eyes wide, and then turns to leave.

Eduardo walks out of the locker room to find Mark leaning against the wall, seemingly waiting for him. "O-oh," Eduardo stammers.

"Hey."

"Um, hi," Eduardo replies, scuffing his shoes and staring at the ground.

"I saw you met Dustin." Still with that smirk on his face. Eduardo has no idea how he does it. It makes it difficult to focus.

"Um, yeah. Yes."

"Sorry about that. He's kind of like a five year old in a teenager's body. I think he might actually be medically stupid." He scoffs.

Eduardo smiles. "Uh… You're Mark," he declares, meeting Mark's eyes for the first time.

"Yes," Mark replies.

"I'm, uh… I'm Eduardo."

"I am aware."

"I'm gay." Eduardo admits without realizing, and then immediately cringes at his words.

Mark smiles completely for the first time. "What a coincidence," he says. "So am I."

Eduardo looks up and catches Mark's eyes. Mark is still smiling at him, almost fondly, as if to let Eduardo know just how stupid Mark knows he is. Eduardo reddens and, clutching his backpack to his chest, speed-walks out of the gymnasium and to his car.

FILL 2b/?

(Anonymous)
Also, I guess this is an AU in which facebook was not created by Mark. Go with it.


Eduardo walks through the front door to find his mother shuffling through the mail. She looks up with a smile when he walks through the door.

"Ola, baby. How was your first day?"

"Oh, it was fine, mom."

"Did you find any cute girls?"

Obviously Eduardo's mother knew about his incident, the one that forced them to move from place to place to place like a disease, the one that caused every look his father gave him to be laced with a feeling of disappointment. But he also knew that remaining in denial helped his mother get through the day, so he let the illusion go on. Eduardo knew it wasn't that his mother was disgusted by his sexuality in the way that his father was, but rather was terrified for him and the life that would now be harder because of who he chose to love.

"No, mom, not yet. I'll, um. Keep looking, though. I'm, uh, gonna head upstairs, okay?"

"Okay, baby. Dinner's in an hour."

Eduardo rushed up to his bedroom, sat down on the bed and turned on his computer. It wasn't as if he expected anyone of his peers from his previous schools to try to contact him, but he checked his Facebook anyway, more out of compulsory habit than anything else.

And that's when he saw it.

Friend request from Mark Zuckerberg.

Mark's blue eyes stared at him through the screen, expressionless, with his arms crossed in that stupid grey hoodie of his. The look in Mark's eyes was so far from anything Eduardo had seen come from Mark that it almost startled him.

Accept

Re: FILL 2b/? - xbriyeon, 2012-06-20 09:28 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Re: FILL 2b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-06-21 10:01 am (UTC)(Expand)

FILL 3a/?

(Anonymous)
The next day, Dustin calls Eduardo over to sit at their lunch table.

"Awkwardo! Awkwardo!" He yells, causing just about the entire lunchroom to turn around and stare at him. Eduardo nods his head and speed walks over to the table, as fast as possible to avoid any curious looks. He nearly spills his entire lunch on the way.

"Um, hey, Dustin."

"Hi! Okay, so I thought it was about time that you met the rest of my slightly-less-awesome than me cohorts here. That's Chris, the Aryan." Dustin points to Chris across the table, who smiles.

"Hi, Eduardo, right?"

"Um, yeah."

"Cool, I'm Chris. Nice to meet you."

"Yeah, um. You too."

"And that's Mark," Dustin says, motioning to Mark, who seems to be wearing the same sweatshirt as yesterday, but in different shade of grey. Surprising no one, Mark has been looking at no one but Eduardo this entire conversation. Eduardo has caught his eyes and can't seem to look away, what seems to be a power-play for Mark.

"Oh, um, yeah, I know. We, uh, we have PE together."

Dustin smirks. "Ooooh, really?" He looks between Mark and Eduardo, who are still staring at each other. "That's right, Mark mentioned something about that… Are you guys even listening to me?"

Mark finally looks away from Eduardo. "Yes, honey, we are listening to you, not to fear."

Dustin doesn't look convinced. "Okay… Eduardo, you do realize that you're still standing, right, buddy?"

"Oh, yeah. Right. Um… Can I…?"

"Uh, duh, amigo! Let's get this party staaaarted!" He pats Eduardo on the back as he sits down next to him, directly across from Mark.

"So, Eduardo, tell us about yourself." Dustin says, folding his hands together and laying his chin on top of them.

"Oh, well. Um. Like, uh, like what?"

"You know, like, what do you do? What are your hopes and dreams and shit?"

"Oh, well, you know…"

"No, we don't," Mark says. Eduardo look cover at him, but his face betrays nothing. Eduardo suddenly feels obligated to tell him everything.

"Um, well, I like, uh, the weather? And I'm pretty good at economics, I guess."

"And running," Mark says. "You're a great runner."

Eduardo flushes and looks down. "Uh… yeah."

Dustin looks like he's about to jump out of his skin, bouncing in his seat and trying to chew his bottom lip off. "So…. You guys got pretty close yesterday, huh?"

Eduardo is about to respond when Mark says "Shut the fuck up, Dustin."

And then the subject turns away from Eduardo, and he is relieved. The three of them continue to bicker like five year olds while he watches, amused.

And then the three of them are all staring at him, and he realized he must have zoned out for a moment. "So, are you up for it, Awkwardo?"

"I saaaaaaid, you should accompany us on our bro night of awesome on Friday."

"Oh, uh, yeah. What, um, what is that?"

"Well, basically, we all just sit around and soak up each other's awesome through video games and movies and pizza. It's awesome."

"Oh, okay, sure."

"Great! We'll all meet at Mark's at four, then. I'll text you the address if you give me your digits, yo."

They exchange numbers before they leave for their next class. He feels his phone vibrate as he is walking to his next class, and finds a text from Dustin.

HI AWKWARDO!!!1! :D

Oh, hi. Eduardo texts back. He feels someone slap him on the back of the head. He turns around to see Mark walking in the opposite direction of the gym.

"See you in there, Wardo."

Re: FILL 3a/? - xbriyeon, 2012-06-22 04:19 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Re: FILL 3a/? - (Anonymous), 2012-06-22 04:37 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Re: FILL 3a/? - (Anonymous), 2012-06-22 11:52 pm (UTC)(Expand)

FILL 3b/?

(Anonymous)
Thank you guys so much for your comments, they really make my day. x

Of course, before Friday, there is the rest of the week. It passes much the same the first two days did: trying not to sleep through the classes before lunch, sitting with Dustin and Mark and Chris, trying to look at Mark without Mark noticing (which, considering how Mark seems to be doing the same, proves to be an almost impossible task, but he tries anyway), and then going home and trying to force himself not to stalk Mark via the internet before finally giving into temptation. Basically, his days are centered around trying to avoid thinking about Mark and failing. He can't say he minds.

Although he has to admit that when he finds out on Wednesday from an ecstatic Dustin that bro night will be a "bro sleep over, so bring your jammies, Awkwardo!" it becomes less of an excitement and more of an anxiety, seeing as how in just two days he's going to be sleeping in the same house as Mark Zuckerberg. It freaks him out a little. And by a little, he means a lot. Like, a shit ton.

So he pushes it out of his mind until he absolutely has to face it, which would be at 3:45 on Thursday afternoon when he should be leaving for Mark's. He decides to be excited about seeing his new friends instead of being nervous about moaning Mark's name in his sleep. Which he is ashamed to admit has been happening quite often this week. He's washed a lot of sheets recently.

Eduardo gets into his car and drives the ten minutes it takes to get to the address Dustin texted him. When he gets to the door, he knocks and Mark answers in another one of his stupidly attractive sweatshirts. Eduardo has never found a sweatshirt so attractive.

"Hey, Wardo." He smirks. Eduardo has begun to wonder if the smirk is permanently attached to his face of if it's just a side effect of looking at Eduardo. He hasn't actually noticed it whenever Mark has looked at Dustin or Chris. Of course, that might just be his hopes talking, because how could someone like Mark feel anything more than indifference for Eduardo? That's ridiculous.

"Hey, um, hi."

"Please, do come in." He makes a sweeping gesture, clearly making fun of people with actual manners as if they're something by which to be offended.

"Oh, thanks…" He steps just inside of the door and waits for Mark to say something. When he doesn't, Eduardo takes it to mean that he has done something wrong. "Um, do I need to take my shoes off, or…" That's a thing people do at other peoples' houses, right?

Mark chuckles. "Do whatever you want, man."

"Oh… 'Kay." Eduardo squats down to untie his shoes. He hears another chuckle. When he looks up, Mark is smiling at him.

"Are you always so awkward?" he asks, with a look of amusement.

"Oh, um… Yeah, actually. I guess I am." He shakes his head. "Why? Is it, uh, is it a problem?"

Mark resumes his smirking. "No," he says, "I think it's cute."

Eduardo doesn't have time to process that before Dustin comes barreling down the stairs.

"EDUARRRRRDO!"

Re: FILL 3b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-06-23 10:12 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Re: FILL 3b/? - xbriyeon, 2012-06-23 11:38 pm (UTC)(Expand)

FILL 4a/?

(Anonymous)
Dustin flails a bit before he reaches the end of the stairs, Chris following silently behind him, and purposely puts himself in between Eduardo and Mark, back facing Mark. He scowls a little bit as Eduardo stands up.

"How'd you find the place, buddy? Did you bring any movies? What's your favorite video game? You want some pizza?"

"Dustin, why don't you go to the bathroom and adjust your raging Wardo boner, okay?"

"You're one to be talking, Mark."

Eduardo looks past Dustin's shoulder in time to see Mark blush before he shakes his head and walks upstairs.

"Don't worry about him, buddy. Just a hot-blooded man, you know? So what kind of pizza you like?"

//

Mark continues to act oddly all night. Eduardo has gotten to the point where, knowing that Mark is just going to keep staring at inanimate objects all night, he chooses to just stare at Mark without abandon. A few times, Mark looks up and catches Eduardo's gaze. Eduardo attempts to hold his ground, preparing himself for another round of power-play, but every time, Mark ends up smiling half-heartedly and looking back at the screen. He doesn't even gloat when he wins a round of Halo, something that seems to genuinely concern Dustin.

"I don't know what's up with him. Usually he brags for weeks. HEY MARK!" Dustin yells over the back of the couch to where Mark is pouring himself more Mountain Dew in the kitchen.

"Yes, Dustin?" Mark mutters.

"Why're you being such a prickly bear, man? It's putting me dooown."

"I know this may come to you as a surprise, Dustin, but not all of us are endlessly endeared by your charms."

"I resent that. You are amused by me. Admit it." When Mark says nothing, Dustin assumes a look of genuine heart-break. "Mark, say you're amused!"

"It's okay, honey. I'll pay for your therapy."

"Cut it out, boys," Chris says, the first words he has muttered all night. Eduardo has a feeling that his only purpose in the group is to settle out the outrageous personalities that are Dustin and Mark.

Eventually, after fifteen rounds of Halo and five pizzas, Dustin claims that it is "sleepy-bed time," and the boys all change into their pajamas and settle in Mark's room.

"Goodnight to the best friends in the universe. I loooooove you guys. Soooo muuuuch." Dustin begins to make sobbing noises and Eduardo actually can't tell if he's joking.

"Shut the fuck up and go to sleep, Dustin." Mark mutters from his bed, above everyone else on the floor.

"Alright, buddy…" Dustin mumbles, seemingly falling asleep at the end of his sentence. Eventually, Eduardo begins to hear the sound of three distinct snores, and drifts off.

FILL 4b/?

(Anonymous)

//

Mark strokes his face, braced above Eduardo's body. He reaches down to brush his lips against Eduardo's, and Eduardo reaches up to pull Mark's face down to his, finally connecting their lips. Mark kisses back enthusiastically before lowering himself down onto Eduardo and kissing his neck, sucking and biting at it in turn. Eduardo throws his head back as silent encouragement. Mark begins to trail his hands down Eduardo's chest, stoping to thumb over his nipples, making Eduardo gasp, and then moving on, lower, running his fingers along along the waistband of his briefs. Eduardo pulls Mark's face up to his to kiss him, wet and sloppy, and Mark whispers his name against his lips, breathlessly. Mark reaches his hand into Eduardo's briefs, gets a hand around his dick, and-

"Wardo." Mark is shaking him awake. Eduardo jumps up and nearly topples Mark from where he is crouching next to him. "Hey, Wardo, you okay?" Mark's voice still sounds sleep-ridden and gravelly. Eduardo swallows past the lump in his throat.

"Oh, um, sorry, I was. I was having a dream."

"I gathered that." He pauses, looking down at his feet. "You, um. You kept saying my name."

"Oh." Eduardo physically cannot tear his eyes away from the floor.

"I couldn't tell if I was murdering you or fucking you."

Eduardo decides to just get it out of the way, awkwardness be damned. "It was- it was the second one."

There's a silence where Eduardo just wants to dig a hole into the carpet and burrow in and never emerge. But then he feels Mark's hand on his cheek, seemingly urging his face up, and when he meets Mark's eyes, he looks vulnerable, sincere. He begins to move his face to Eduardo's.

"Good," he whispers into the space between their mouths, and then finally, finally, their lips are touching, whisper soft. Mark pulls Eduardo's bottom lip between his own, sucks on it, and then licks at it softly when he has released it. Eduardo shivers.

"Want you so bad," he hears Mark whisper.

"Yes, Mark..."

Mark pushes Eduardo onto his back, rolling on top of him, and pushes the hand that hasn't been holding Eduardo's face the entire time under his shirt, feeling without inhibitions, not breaking the kiss once. Mark slots their legs together and Eduardo can feel Mark, hard against his thigh, and knows that Mark must be able to feel him, too. Mark thrusts against Eduardo once and Eduardo moans, throwing his head back.

And then Dustin snores, too loudly to actually be sleeping.

Mark jumps up, jerking his hand out of Eduardo's shirt and pushing himself to his feet. He looks dazed, and Eduardo can still see his erection in his pajama pants.

"Um, I'm. I'm sorry. For taking advantage, or whatever."

Mark shakes his head, seemingly at himself. Eduardo doesn't have time to protest before Mark is rushing out of the room, throwing the door open behind him. He hears the front door open and shut a few moments later. Finally, after waiting for the sound of it opening for what must have been half an hour, Eduardo falls back asleep.

Re: FILL 4b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-06-26 06:48 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Re: FILL 4b/? - xbriyeon, 2012-06-27 12:26 am (UTC)(Expand)

FILL 5a/?

(Anonymous)
I've got a lot going on right now, but here's a little tid-bit for you.

Mark doesn't come back that night. He's not there when Eduardo wakes up, when the boys eat breakfast in silence (Eduardo tries to ignore Dustin the entire time, feeling the look of disapproval more that seeing it), and he's not there when Eduardo decides to give up the gig and leave. When he walks outside, Mark's car is gone from the driveway.

Everything is stilted. It's become so awkward at lunch that he almost turns to the eating-his-lunch-in-the-bathroom cliché. If not for Dustin and his knack for inane chatter, he would have been seeking out a new table in the darkest corner he could find.

Mark has abandoned the staring. He doesn't even look at Eduardo anymore: not when he speaks or stands up or runs or kicks him under the table while crossing his legs. Every so often, Eduardo will look at him, and that seems to be the only thing to break Mark out of his fascination with the lunchroom table. But once Mark meets Eduardo's eyes, for all Eduardo's smirking, Mark can seem to only give a fake smile and return to staring at the wood grain.

Now, if Eduardo didn't know any better, he'd say that the whole thing was a mistake. The reason for Mark's awkwardness must be due to the fact that he believed their impromptu make out session to be an accident. Maybe he feels sorry for Eduardo. Maybe Mark is actually a martyr when you get through the layers of asshole. Maybe he wants to save Eduardo from being alone forever.

Or, at least, maybe he did want to, past tense.

It's a good three weeks before he can even get Mark to look up when Eduardo arrives at the lunch table, smiling down at him.

If Mark doesn't want to be his boyfriend, Eduardo can put on a brave face. He can try to be okay with that.

He hopes.

Re: FILL 5a/? - (Anonymous), 2012-06-29 07:35 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: FILL 5a/? - xbriyeon, 2012-06-30 01:47 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: FILL 1b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-07-04 02:57 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: FILL 1b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-07-04 02:58 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: FILL 1b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-07-04 03:54 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: FILL 1b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-07-04 06:59 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: FILL 1b/? - xbriyeon, 2012-07-04 11:15 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: FILL 1b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-07-06 06:18 pm (UTC)(Expand)
FILL 7a/? - (Anonymous), 2012-07-06 06:02 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: FILL 7a/? - reject36, 2012-07-06 10:42 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: FILL 7a/? - xbriyeon, 2012-07-06 12:05 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Watch Them Unravel You (Pulling Everything Apart) 8a/? - (Anonymous), 2012-07-09 03:58 am (UTC)(Expand)
Watch Them Unravel You (Pulling Everything Apart) 8b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-07-09 03:59 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: Watch Them Unravel You (Pulling Everything Apart) 8b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-07-09 01:07 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Re: Watch Them Unravel You (Pulling Everything Apart) 8b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-07-11 12:10 am (UTC)(Expand)
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Re: FILL 1b/? - superschnittiu, 2012-07-11 04:50 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: FILL 1b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-07-14 05:00 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Watch Them Unravel You (Pulling Everything Apart) 11b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-07-14 05:01 pm (UTC)(Expand)
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Watch Them Unravel You (Pulling Everything Apart) 12a/? - (Anonymous), 2012-07-25 06:35 am (UTC)(Expand)
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Re: FILL 1b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-08-05 12:58 am (UTC)(Expand)
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Watch Them Unravel You (Pulling Everything Apart) 14a/? - (Anonymous), 2012-09-16 06:14 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Watch Them Unravel You (Pulling Everything Apart) 14b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-09-16 06:29 pm (UTC)(Expand)
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Watch Them Unravel You (Pulling Everything Apart) 15a/? - (Anonymous), 2012-11-04 11:58 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Watch Them Unravel You (Pulling Everything Apart) 15b/? - (Anonymous), 2012-11-04 11:59 pm (UTC)(Expand)
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