septiplier one shots

I Like You

Sean's POV

I'll admit, I had always liked Mark. Like, like-liked him. Everything he did I fell in love with.

When he played various horror games and got jump-scared, it was ridiculously adorable. Whenever he made a joke that was really corny, I still laughed at it. All because I liked him.

When I heard that he had bought a plane ticket to come visit me, I fell in love with him even more. It must have cost a fortune to come all the way out to Ireland from where he lives in the states. It made me happy to know that he would spend that kind of money for annoying, little ol' me, though. I couldn't wait to see him.

Last time, which was the very first time I saw him in person was at PAX East. If I was being completely honest with you, that was the best time of my life. It was one of the first huge conventions I had ever been to, and I got to meet so many fans. I also got to meet some of my YouTube friends in person, including Mark. Meeting up with him was probably my most favorite thing that happened.

It was the night of the second day there, and him, Wade, Aaron, and I all hung out around the shops in town for a little bit. It was cold, but it was super fun. We had all joked around with each other, and we were able to have nice conversations with each other over dinner. I really enjoyed my time with them.

Being able to see Mark again was a big deal to me, obviously. I can't wait until I get to see his beautiful face in person again. Just a few more hours to go, and I'll be at the airport waiting for his
plane to land.

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I was sat at a bench near the luggage station where Mark's luggage would come through on one of those fancy conveyer belt thingies. He had texted me a couple minutes ago, telling me that his plane had just landed. I got here as soon as I could so I wouldn't miss him. He was staying with me anyways, but I would've been here waiting for him no matter where he was staying.

Just as I had checked my phone to see if he had texted me again, a whole wave of people came through one of the gates. That meant that a plane had just unloaded everyone. I saw numerous people, but not one of them was Mark. At least, not yet.

That's when I saw that famous head of black, floofy hair. He had turned around and was making his way over towards the luggage claim, and I stood up with shaky legs and a deep breath. I was nervous, but I've been waiting so long to see him. I lifted my right hand and waved to him, and he saw me.

As soon as his eyes landed on me, his entire face lit up. His brown eyes crinkled up and he smiled that goofy smile that I loved so much. I smiled back and felt my cheeks start to grow warm. He then sped up his pace, and before I knew what was happening, he had crashed into me. His arms wrapped themselves tightly around my waist, bringing me close. I was taken aback by his actions, but as soon as I was safe in his embrace, I wrapped my arms around his neck and brought him even closer.

I smiled even bigger and felt tears sting the backs of my eyes. Not sad tears, tears of joy. He pulled away from me but kept his arms around me. He was smiling too, but the tears were already streaming down his face.

"It's been too long, Jackaboy." he laughed through the tears and I pulled him back into the hug.

"I know." I choked out through my own tears that I had finally let spill out over my cheeks. I had to tell him. If I didn't tell him now, I don't think there would ever be a better time.

I took a deep breath and pulled him back out of the hug. He looked at me with those gorgeous brown eyes, and he gave me a huge grin.

"Listen Mark, I have to tell you something." I began nervously. His smile never fell.

"I have to tell you something too, but you can go first." he said kindly. God, I really did like him.

"Well, okay. I uh, I-... I like you." I mumbled out quietly as I let go of him, stepping away and shoving my hands in my pockets. Then he laughed.

"Well duh! If you didn't, then I wou-" he started, but then stopped the words from spilling out of his mouth when he realized how shy I had suddenly acted. "Wait... oh- oh, y-you like-like me?" he asked, his happy facial expression falling and his tone becoming serious. I nodded slowly, but kept my gaze focused downwards.

My cheeks were probably burnt red now. It was hard to tell your best friend that you liked them. I felt a little embarrassed by telling him, he probably thought I was weird now. God Sean, way to fuck it all up!

Suddenly, I felt Mark lift my chin up and I had barely caught a glimpse of him before his soft, gentle lips were smashed up against mine. I was surprised at first, but after a while it was like our lips fit together perfectly. It was short and sweet, and my mind was racing now because of it.

He pulled away, but left his forehead touching mine. My lips tingled from the kiss but I loved it, nonetheless. I knew people were staring, but what I didn't know was that everybody had absolutely adored our little moment.

We heard clapping and cheering, and when we pulled away from each other, we saw a big crowd of people  surrounding us. They were the ones clapping and cheering for us, and they all had big smiles on their faces.

I looked back at Mark with my heart dancing around in my chest. I was overjoyed, and felt the tears of happiness coming again. He pulled me into another hug, and I buried my face in the crook of his neck.

Everyone was still clapping and cheering. It was perfect. I don't think telling Mark about my feelings for him could've gone any better than that.