in this room
Title: in this room
Pairing: Mark/Eduardo
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Word Count: ~900
Summary: Written for this prompt on mark_eduardo's promptfest. Mark has a room in his house that he associates with Eduardo.
Notes: I figured it was finally time to post this on my journal.
There is a room in Mark’s house that contains a skylight.
Mark never goes into it when he first buys the house.
He leaves it empty and unfurnished for years.
The walls are white and the floors are wooden.
They are bare for years but always clean because Mark has a maid to do that for him.
It is only when Eduardo comes back into his life, when forgiveness is a thing both of them are working on, that Mark begins to fill the empty room.
He puts a desk in there, because he has to have a surface he can work on in every room he might go into.
He puts pictures of Dustin, Chris, his family, and Eduardo in plain, black frames up on the walls.
He buys a futon and pillows that he puts against the wall by the door, in case he ever stays in that room long enough to sleep there.
And he buys a telescope, just in case.
Eduardo doesn’t go into Mark’s home enough to discover that room.
Mark never tries to show him, but sometimes he wants to.
Forgiveness takes a while, so Mark always leaves the door to that room open.
Just in case.
There are weeks sometimes when the sky is dark for a seemingly endless amount of time.
It is on those days when Mark sets his laptop on the desk in that room.
He types away for hours and hours.
And curls up on the futon when he finally decides to go to sleep.
Those are the days he wishes Eduardo would come over the most.
It takes nearly ten months of rebuilding their friendship for Eduardo to finally happen upon the room.
Mark isn’t with him when it happens, because he’s in the kitchen attempting to cook for the first time.
When he calls for Eduardo to come eat dinner and doesn’t get a reply, he immediately goes to that room.
Eduardo is standing by the telescope, looking up at the night sky through the skylight.
He smiles at Mark when he sees him in the doorway, and Mark thinks that he knows what this room means.
It is in that room that Mark finally feels like they’ve made it.
It is in that room that Mark and Eduardo kiss for the first time.
So the room becomes their place, before the bedroom ever becomes their room.
And Mark is okay with it because Eduardo is there with him.
There are nights when Eduardo comes over and buries himself under pillows and comforters on the futon with a book while Mark works.
When the darkness of night comes along and there isn’t enough light in the room to read, Eduardo never flips one on.
He sets the book down and lies there, watching Mark work while illuminated by the light of his laptop screen.
Mark continues to type when he feels Eduardo’s eyes on him, but not for long.
Now, when Eduardo gives Mark attention, Mark always wants to give right back.
He finds that he can be happy like that, giving just as much as he takes.
Sometimes, though not too often, they do fight.
It’s never anything spectacularly big.
They’ve already worked through something like that once.
So they work through their smaller fights too.
On those days, those nights, when Mark has to make it through the night without Eduardo, he buries himself into the scent that lingers on the futon.
It’s comforting because it reminds Mark that Eduardo was there.
Eduardo was there even though he left all those years before.
And if he can come back after something like that, then he can come back after the small fights too.
Eduardo always, always comes back.
Eventually they learn each other better, learn how to talk without pushing buttons.
The fights still happen, but they learn not to leave.
Eventually, Eduardo stays for good, because they work.
One summer morning, when Mark wakes up in bed with Eduardo, their legs intertwined, he sees darkened light seeping through the windows.
He immediately pulls himself up and out of bed, tugging Eduardo’s arms to get him to wake up and come along too.
Eduardo goes along with him, heavy-footed with sleep, but unquestioningly.
It makes Mark smile.
He settles them down onto the futon, wrapped up comfortably enough that it’s not too hot, and presses his face against Eduardo’s neck, breathing in his scent.
He only pulls away when the rain starts, when the lightning flashes, and when the house shakes from the rolling thunder.
Eduardo’s eyes are open now, more alert, and bright in the semi-dark of the stormy sky.
The water slides down the glass panes of the skylight, and Eduardo looks like he wants to reach out to it, stand up and walk out into it.
Mark watches the way Eduardo watches the storm, the way the lightning illuminates his face, and the way Eduardo’s eyes light up like he’s experiencing the most beautiful thing in the world.
“Wardo,” Mark whispers, and Eduardo tears his eyes away to look at Mark and smiles.
Under the beautiful lighting of a magnificent summer storm in a room meant for them, Mark tells Eduardo he loves him for the first time.
The beauty of the storm and the way Eduardo watches them fascinates Mark.
And he knows that he wants to be there every time it rains just to see Eduardo like this.
It makes him happy, and he thinks that’s all he really needs in the long run.
It is in this room that Eduardo tells Mark he loves him too.
Pairing: Mark/Eduardo
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Word Count: ~900
Summary: Written for this prompt on mark_eduardo's promptfest. Mark has a room in his house that he associates with Eduardo.
Notes: I figured it was finally time to post this on my journal.
There is a room in Mark’s house that contains a skylight.
Mark never goes into it when he first buys the house.
He leaves it empty and unfurnished for years.
The walls are white and the floors are wooden.
They are bare for years but always clean because Mark has a maid to do that for him.
It is only when Eduardo comes back into his life, when forgiveness is a thing both of them are working on, that Mark begins to fill the empty room.
He puts a desk in there, because he has to have a surface he can work on in every room he might go into.
He puts pictures of Dustin, Chris, his family, and Eduardo in plain, black frames up on the walls.
He buys a futon and pillows that he puts against the wall by the door, in case he ever stays in that room long enough to sleep there.
And he buys a telescope, just in case.
Eduardo doesn’t go into Mark’s home enough to discover that room.
Mark never tries to show him, but sometimes he wants to.
Forgiveness takes a while, so Mark always leaves the door to that room open.
Just in case.
There are weeks sometimes when the sky is dark for a seemingly endless amount of time.
It is on those days when Mark sets his laptop on the desk in that room.
He types away for hours and hours.
And curls up on the futon when he finally decides to go to sleep.
Those are the days he wishes Eduardo would come over the most.
It takes nearly ten months of rebuilding their friendship for Eduardo to finally happen upon the room.
Mark isn’t with him when it happens, because he’s in the kitchen attempting to cook for the first time.
When he calls for Eduardo to come eat dinner and doesn’t get a reply, he immediately goes to that room.
Eduardo is standing by the telescope, looking up at the night sky through the skylight.
He smiles at Mark when he sees him in the doorway, and Mark thinks that he knows what this room means.
It is in that room that Mark finally feels like they’ve made it.
It is in that room that Mark and Eduardo kiss for the first time.
So the room becomes their place, before the bedroom ever becomes their room.
And Mark is okay with it because Eduardo is there with him.
There are nights when Eduardo comes over and buries himself under pillows and comforters on the futon with a book while Mark works.
When the darkness of night comes along and there isn’t enough light in the room to read, Eduardo never flips one on.
He sets the book down and lies there, watching Mark work while illuminated by the light of his laptop screen.
Mark continues to type when he feels Eduardo’s eyes on him, but not for long.
Now, when Eduardo gives Mark attention, Mark always wants to give right back.
He finds that he can be happy like that, giving just as much as he takes.
Sometimes, though not too often, they do fight.
It’s never anything spectacularly big.
They’ve already worked through something like that once.
So they work through their smaller fights too.
On those days, those nights, when Mark has to make it through the night without Eduardo, he buries himself into the scent that lingers on the futon.
It’s comforting because it reminds Mark that Eduardo was there.
Eduardo was there even though he left all those years before.
And if he can come back after something like that, then he can come back after the small fights too.
Eduardo always, always comes back.
Eventually they learn each other better, learn how to talk without pushing buttons.
The fights still happen, but they learn not to leave.
Eventually, Eduardo stays for good, because they work.
One summer morning, when Mark wakes up in bed with Eduardo, their legs intertwined, he sees darkened light seeping through the windows.
He immediately pulls himself up and out of bed, tugging Eduardo’s arms to get him to wake up and come along too.
Eduardo goes along with him, heavy-footed with sleep, but unquestioningly.
It makes Mark smile.
He settles them down onto the futon, wrapped up comfortably enough that it’s not too hot, and presses his face against Eduardo’s neck, breathing in his scent.
He only pulls away when the rain starts, when the lightning flashes, and when the house shakes from the rolling thunder.
Eduardo’s eyes are open now, more alert, and bright in the semi-dark of the stormy sky.
The water slides down the glass panes of the skylight, and Eduardo looks like he wants to reach out to it, stand up and walk out into it.
Mark watches the way Eduardo watches the storm, the way the lightning illuminates his face, and the way Eduardo’s eyes light up like he’s experiencing the most beautiful thing in the world.
“Wardo,” Mark whispers, and Eduardo tears his eyes away to look at Mark and smiles.
Under the beautiful lighting of a magnificent summer storm in a room meant for them, Mark tells Eduardo he loves him for the first time.
The beauty of the storm and the way Eduardo watches them fascinates Mark.
And he knows that he wants to be there every time it rains just to see Eduardo like this.
It makes him happy, and he thinks that’s all he really needs in the long run.
It is in this room that Eduardo tells Mark he loves him too.