Never Lose Hope (Septiplier/MarkiplierxJacksepticeye)

Chapter 9: Gladly With You

For the rest of the time, my mind twisted and turned from Mark to Joanne, and I never felt as restless as I did in that moment. I began to feel sick; uncomfortable, anxious. "Hey," a velvet voice cooed softly.

My eyes shifted from my hands, resting in my hoodie pockets, to Mark, who was staring curiously at me. I faked a sugar-coated smile.

"Hmm?"

"Are you, y'know... alright, Sean? You seem really, I don't know, out of it."

I tilted my head at him, and he seemed to only just remember why I was 'out-of-it'. "I know, I know, but more than usual."

I sighed, tightening my grip on my stomach and groaning.

"I'm fine, just not feelin' the best," I uttered. The gorgeous brown eyes locked on my own as he frowned.

"I only have a king-sized bed and a couch," he mumbled, framed-eyes glancing around the room. I smirked at the flirtatious tone of which he'd taken up.

It was then I got an idea; I jumped up off the couch, and Mark's eyes widened as if he saw what I was planning.

I began to run, up the spiraling stairs, through the hallways, dodging and weaving. I could hear excited giggles and shouts from close behind, so I didn't stop moving for even a second.

Finally, I reached his room, and when I did, I stopped at the edge of his bed, about to jump on to it. However, when I turned to fall back on the plush material, I was shocked to find a man running directly at me, inches away.

A pair of hands collided with my chest, bashing me backwards. A heavy, muscular mass was then pressed against me, knocking the absolute wind out of me. I coughed and spluttered, letting a laughter rumble through my throat.

Strong vibrations of the other YouTuber on top of me's collective chuckles struck me through my chest and massaged my frontal half thoroughly. It was a wonderful feeling, and at that moment, I didn't want this cutezy moment to end...

... Until we'd both calmed down, our breathing heavy and heartbeats beating heavily in perfect harmony. The dark-haired man atop of me's wondrous brown eyes shared connection with mine, and our breathing suddenly slowed.

It was as if time itself had stopped, and this moment was the only thing that was physically happening.

My cheeks, now hot and bothered, were obviously lit up red, as were Mark's. I smiled softly and it appeared to break our little connected moment, because Mark smiled back, before giggling and nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck.

I playfully shoved him away, chuckling as he fell back off the bed with a thud. We chuckled again, but neither of us dared to mention the sparks and incredible-feeling tension that crossed our mind when we were pressed against each other, chest-to-chest.

While the other man sat up and collected his thoughts, I crawled into the bed, snuggling under the covers and sighing contently. Of course I was just teasing Mark, but I kind of did want the bed tonight.

"Hey! How dare you use my moment of weakness to steal my bed!" He called, framed eyes growing that beautiful playful stance.

It took me a second to notice just how much I was complimenting his looks, so I tried to tone it down; for fuck's sakes, I'm here for my girlfriend!

The raven-haired man bounced over me, flopping beside me on the other side of the bed. We laid there for a bit, staring up at the ceiling, appreciating each other's presence, before either of us actually said something. "Sean?" Mark mumbled.

"Yeah?"

"Thank you."

The words shock me, and stuck to my thoughts.

"Why? You're helpin' me, all I'm doin' is sittin' here, eating all your food and wasting your money," I joked, grinning. I could hear Mark snicker, and both of our heads turned to one another, eyesight locked once more. I tried very hard to forget the feeling it gave me, but it was like a million shivers down my spine.

"Thank you for staying here. For choosing me, even when I wasn't being the most helpful human-being," he said, voice as soft and harmless as those of his vlogs where he talks about how thankful he is to have all of his subscribers. Oh, how he deserved all of those subscribers. "It gets pretty lonely around here. I'm actually really glad to have your company."

I chuckled, eyes flicking back up to the ceiling.

"I'm glad to be here with you, Markimoo," I uttered, slowly closing my eyes. Feeling drowsy, I let sleep come to me and envelope me in its wrath.

Just as my body shut down, I heard a whisper. What it said, I don't know, but it soothed me and made me dopey-happy.

'I love you.'

A/N: FLUFF! FLUFF! CUTENESS! SUGAR! x~x (Just like eating cotton candy~)

Hahah, I personally really like how this one turned out. c: Enjoy, my little flames! I'll update soon~ Peace~