septiplier one shots

Lonely Boy's B-day Present

Sean's POV

It was my birthday and I was spending it all by myself in my huge, empty house, as usual. Not that I liked it, because I didn't.

I frowned and turned over onto my back on the couch and stared up at the ceiling. I wanted someone to plan a surprise birthday party for me. I wanted someone to get me a present that I would absolutely adore them for. I wanted someone to get me the biggest cake ever, and then help me eat the whole thing. But most importantly, I just wanted someone to be there to wish me a happy birthday so I didn't feel so alone.

But that was never going to happen.

My girlfriend left me right when I was going to ask her to move in with me. She was my only hope at getting some company in the huge space, and then she just left. I felt more alone now than I ever have in my entire life.

My heart sank at the thought of her and I felt the tears brimming the edges of my eyelids. I couldn't hold them in any longer so I just let them fall. I turned back over on my side and curled up in a ball as I cried. Nobody was here to comfort me, so I cried even more. I hated being alone, it was so painful.

After about thirty minutes of crying the pain away, I slowly sat up and wiped my eyes. They were red and puffy and my cheeks were still wet from the tears, but I didn't care. No one was here to acknowledge my ugly appearance anyways, so why did it matter?

I looked around my lonely living room and the sadness hit me again. Not even my family was going to come visit me. Yes, my parents did call me to wish me a happy birthday, but they said they wouldn't be able to make it.

I sighed as I dried up my tearstained cheeks as best as I could and stood up. I took a deep breath and tried to think of things that made me happy, and a little bit of the sadness went away.

I'll just go buy myself a cake. I'll get whatever flavor I want because it's my birthday, I thought, and I finally smiled.

I picked up my car keys and slipped on my shoes by the front door. Just as I was about to open the door, I heard something from the other room. I turned around, a confused look on my face.

I walked all throughout my house and found that the sound was coming from my office. I walked in and found out that the sound was the Skype ringtone. I sat down in my computer chair and looked at the screen. The name read 'Markimoo'. Suddenly, I was hit with another wave of sadness.

Now don't get me wrong, I was delighted to see my best friend calling me. The only reason why it made me sad was partly because he was so far away, but mainly because he was only my best friend. Nothing more.

I'll admit, I've had a crush on Mark ever since my girlfriend left me, actually, but it's only made things more awkward between us. My crush on him was making it harder for us to talk, which has really affected us both. Our Skype calls were filled with awkward silences and just random moments of me staring at Mark. I don't mean to, but it's hard when he's that gorgeous.

I shook my thoughts out of my head and finally answered the call. I was afraid about how this call was going to go, but I didn't want him to be upset by me not answering.

His face finally popped up but he wasn't in his own office like usual. It actually looked like he was outside. The sun was shining brightly, and there were more houses behind him, like he was in a neighbourhood of some sort. I knew Mark lived in a neighbourhood as well, but his surroundings looked oddly familiar.

I shook off the feeling of familiarity and focused on the fact that he was probably calling me from his phone. My face immediately lit up and I knew my cheeks were already burnt red.

"Hey Jackarooney!" he exclaimed happily as a smile spread across his face.

I smiled, too, "Hey Markimoo! Looks like you've finally decided on going outdoors." I joked as he rolled his eyes but still had a huge grin on his face.

"Well Jacky, I'm not outside just because I needed to get out. I actually had to take a trip."

A trip? Where to? I wondered.

"Oh! Where'd you go, Mark?" I asked, curious as to where he was traveling to. I didn't know, but like I said before, it looked familiar.

Just then, I heard my doorbell ring. I jumped, then looked back at Mark with raised eyebrows. He just chuckled.

"Go answer it." was all he said, so I nodded my head hesitantly and stood up.

I walked back through my house and stopped when I reached my front door. I wasn't expecting any visitors, but maybe it would be good to see someone to get me out of my sad state.

I opened the door and almost passed out when I saw who was on the other side. Right there was the raven haired man himself with his phone still out in front of his face. He pulled it down and ended our Skype call with a toothy grin on his face. My mouth hung open and then I quickly covered it with my hand.

"Happy Birthday, Sean." he told me, and I almost knocked him over as I tackled him into a hug. I held onto him tightly as I started crying again, only this time they were tears of joy. He held onto me tightly as well, and didn't dare let go.

When I was ready, I finally pulled away. He looked me in the eyes, "How do you like your birthday present?" he gestured to himself, and I noticed him biting his lip to try to contain his huge smile. I let out a laugh as I tried to hide my blush.

"I love it, actually. Best birthday present I could ask for. I was tired of being lonely." I admitted softly as I gazed at the ground. He put a hand on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry I can't visit all the time. You're my best friend and I wish I could be there for you whenever you need me." he explained sadly.

I sighed.

Your best friend. Always just your best friend.

Then, I quit being selfish and realized exactly what was happening here. Mark came all the way to dumb fuckin' Ireland to be my birthday present. I hugged him tightly and and he hugged me even tighter. He's got one of his amazingly soft hands on my shoulder right now!

My eyes widened as I looked back up and over at his hand. I then looked at him and he quickly removed it. His cheeks were a bright red.

"S-Sorry." he stuttered. I laughed and stepped outside and shut the door behind me. He finally looked me in the eyes again and raised an eyebrow.

"I was just about to go get a cake before you Skyped me. Do you want to come along?"

He just nodded, that same smiled in his face.

"That would be great. I haven't had cake in a while." he confessed.

I stared at him in shock, "You haven't had cake in that long?!" He laughed and started back towards what looked like his car in my driveway.

"No, but I'm glad I'll be having my first bite of it in a while with you." he mumbled, probably thinking I wouldn't hear him that well. But oh God, I heard every word.

I stopped in my tracks and blushed madly. I rubbed the back if my neck awkwardly as he turned to gaze at me.

"You coming?" I looked up, startled, and began fast-walking towards his car where he was by the driver's door.

"Y-Yeah, I'm coming."

I couldn't wait to get my cake and eat it with Mark. I'll have to see how long he's staying. Maybe we can record some games together if he stays long enough.

And maybe, just maybe I could confess my feelings towards him if I could muster up the right amount of courage to do so.