Septiplier One-Shots

The Day After

Mark said he was moving in with Matt and ryan because his address kept getting found. So why not write a little one shot about it?

-Pey

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Jack giggled as Mark's arms wrapped around his waist, gentle and loving kisses being placed against his neck. Mark ran his nose against the expanse of flesh, Sean closing his eyes and appreciating the moment. Jack pulled up Mark's flannel the rest of the way on him, adjusting the collar and pulling the sleeves up a bit. Mark smiled at the sight of Jack in his clothes, feeling even more giddy after memories of last night came into his mind. 

"You wanna go get breakfast?" Mark asked, his voice muffled against Jack's skin. 

"Sure." Jack said, turning his head towards Mark. Mark placed a kiss on Jack's lips, letting it linger for a bit longer than intended. Jack pulled away and Mark loosened his grip, both of them heading down the stairs. Mark's arm was wrapped around Jack's shoulders, Jack kissing Mark's cheek as the two entered the kitchen.

"Oh, well look!" Ryan said, tearing his attention away from his laptop. Matt looked up from his bowl of cereal, both smirking as they saw Mark and Jack.

"If it isn't the loudest couple in the universe." Matt said playfully, laughing at the end. Jack's face turned red, him wrapping his arms around Mark's torso and burying himself in Mark's shoulder in embarrassment. Mark chuckled at his actions, kissing Sean's head and squeezing him. 

"We aren't that loud." Mark said. His arm moved to Jack's waist, Jack squeezing him tighter. 

"Seriously?" Ryan asked. "'O-oh, Jack!" he started, mocking Mark. "'I-I love you so much!'" Mark just laughed and kept up his cockiness, Jack lifting his head from Mark's shoulder. 

"You guys are louder when you play horror games!" Jack pointed out, wanting to join in the banter. Matt chuckled.

"'Mark!'" Matt started. "'Harder, Mark!'" Jack blushed again and Mark squeezed his waist, all four of the men laughing.

"I'll be right back..." Jack said, kissing Mark on the cheek and walking out of the kitchen. He jogged back up the stairs. Jack grabbed his phone and pressed the home button, seeing a Twitter notification. He typed in his passcode and checked the notification, not knowing whether or not to laugh or cry.

Kidsw/problems:

Looks like someone had too much fun last night ;) 

He clicked on the link with the picture, seeing it was of Mark's back. He hadn't worn a shirt downstairs, and faint, pink scratch marks were clearly visible on Mark's back. Jack blushed and his facial expression turned angry. 

"RYAN!" Mark yelled from downstairs. "YOU ARE SO DEAD!"