Wallter ⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆

*He laughs again, seeming amused by his threat.* "You? You're not gonna do anything. You're all talk."

*Pulls out my whip.*

*He freezes, and his eyes widen in surprise. He takes a step back, seeming a bit intimidated now.* "...Where did you get that?"

*Mark chuckles, squeezing Wallter's thigh.* "Oh, really? What if I just stopped doing all the nice things for you?"

*He gasps, and grabs his hand* "You wouldn't dare! You know how much I need you to take care of me."

*Mark smirks, pulling him into his lap.* "What if I did? What would you do?"

*Wallter shivers, as he wraps his arms around Mark's neck.* "Because I'm dating the most handsome man in the world, and you're mine."

*Mark pulls away, and looks at Wallter with a smile.* "I guess that means you like me back, huh?"

*Wallter nods, still feeling a bit flustered.* "Yes, I do, I've liked you for a long time now."

*Mark smiles, and kisses Wallter again.* "I'm glad you finally told me."

"I couldn't sleep, I just felt... restless, and I wanted to see you." *Wallter said, looking at Mark with a small smile.*

*Mark smiles, and sits up.* "I'm here, what's on your mind?"

"I don't know, I just... I feel like I want to talk to you, but I don't know what I want to say." *Wallter said, looking down at the ground.*

*Mark notices that Wallter is falling asleep, and chuckles softly.* "Someone's getting sleepy."

*Wallter laughs softly, and nods.* "Yeah, I am, I think I'm going to go back to bed."

*Mark smiles, and stands up, picking Wallter up.* "I'll carry you."