septiplier one shots

Apology Accepted

Sean's POV

With tears streaming down my face, I walked down the street in LA where Mark's apartment building was. I had nowhere to go, and there was no way in Hell I was going back to Mark's place now. Mark and I had gotten in a fight, and I left without even thinking about where I would stay.

So I roamed the street, crying and wondering what I was going to do without him. I needed a place to stay, clothes to wear, money to spend, food to eat, and most importantly, somebody to love me. The reason I say that is because I don't think Mark loves me anymore.

He looked so angry when I told him why I hadn't come back when I should have last night. Don't underestimate what a few drinks can do to you because just after I had a few drinks, I was already making out with some other guy.

I had no control over myself. The alcohol had definitely taken over. And when I came back from the guy's house this morning, I knew Mark would be furious. He would be even more mad if I lied to him, though, so I had to tell him the truth. And he was mad, just as I had expected. But the tears were streaming down his face as well.

"How could you be so careless?" Mark had choked out between his cries.

I really didn't know how I could be so careless. I shouldn't have gone out alone, that's the thing. Mark should have come with me so he could have protected me. But no, he had to finish recording his stupid videos for the next day.

That ended up making me angry, and I kicked a light pole that was next to me on the street I was walking on. It hurt like a bitch, but I was the one who was crazy mad now.

He never had time for me. Always busy with YouTube. Yes, I have a YouTube channel too, but I would like to dedicate more time to the one I love. Don't get me wrong, I love YouTube and all my fans, but Mark is just so much more important to me. Much more important to me than anything else on this planet.

I have to go back to him.

If he's that important to me, then I won't give up on him. If he doesn't love me anymore, then I have to find a way for him to love me again.

I turned around, and took this moment to sprint back towards his apartment building. I moved quickly because I knew I had to get back to him.

Just as I was a little ways away from the entrance of the apartment building, I saw Mark run out. I stopped right there in my tracks as I saw him, and when he saw me, he stopped as well.

I saw his tear stained face lighten up as he saw me. I brought a hand up to my face to wipe away my tears as best as I could. That was no use, though, because I just ended up crying even more. That's when he ran towards me and embraced me in his warmth. His strong arms wrapped around my torso, and I immediately wrapped my arms around his neck. We buried our faces into each other's necks and let it all out. We were both a mess, but it felt good to just let everything out. He sniffed and looked at me with his beautiful brown eyes.

"I'm so sorry, Sean." was all he could say before he started crying even more. I wiped away his tears, and held his face in my hand.

"It's okay, Mark. You have the right to be mad at me. I shouldn't have done that last night, but alcohol is much more stronger when consumed in large amounts." I laughed through the tears, and he ended up laughing as well.

"I don't want to be mad at you, though. I love you, Sean." he said, and with that, he kissed me. It felt like forever ago when we last kissed, and it's what we both needed right now. We stayed there with our lips locked, and then I finally pulled away. I stared into his eyes and smiled.

"I love you too, Mark. I won't ever do that to you again." I promised, and he grinned widely as he pulled me back into a hug. Just standing there in his arms with the taste if his lips still on mine, I felt loved. I knew he would always love me no matter what.