Wish You Were Mine (A Markiplier x Jacksepticeye Fanfiction)

Chapter Nine - Love at nth Sight

Shows how much of a life I have that I'm posting 2 chapters in one day (again). Enjoy!

Mark's POV

I searched around my room for my trousers, but I couldn't find them. They weren't in the washing machine, the laundry basket, the living room or the closet in the hall. As I went into the Sean's room to get a new pair from the wardrobe, I noticed that my trousers were lying on his bed. 'How odd' I thought to myself as I went to lift them up. Then, I noticed the large stains all over the bedspread and dropped the trousers again in shock. I ran up to the bathroom and pounded on the door. Sean quickly came out, looking confused, and I pulled him into the room.

"What the HELL happened last night?" I screamed at him, his face turning bright red. He looked at me for a moment but turned away when we made eye contact. "You know what happened last night, don't you?" I asked him.

"No!" he exclaimed. I looked at him in a way that showed I didn't believe him. "Maybe..." he uttered quietly, before turning up to look at me.

"Dammit Sean, why didn't you tell me you knew?" I asked him, utterly confused as to what could be so bad that he had to lie about it.

"Look, you're going to find out whether I tell you or not, so I better just show you." he told me, walking out of the room and grabbing his phone. He showed me the video and I laughed a bit until I saw the kissing start. I looked in awe as I witnessed my best friend and the person I wanted to be with pull me in a for passionate kiss. Quickly my thoughts turned to sadness as I saw Sean begin to tear up. "Mark, we um...we had sex last night."

Sean's POV

Marks face was one of shock and non-belief. If it wasn't being made under such...unique circumstances I might have taken a picture of it.

"What?" he asked me, unable to process what I had just said.

"Me and you, we kissed, we came back here, and I f*cked you." I told him. He just looked at me, stared at me for a long minute. "Mark? Are you all right?" I finally asked, worried that he might burst out and attack me.

"Did you want to?" he asked me, his voice strangely soft. I thought about it for a moment. Yes, I did want to at the time, but I wasn't sure if I would have now. Would I?

"Yeah" I said. He sighed. "But I was drunk and it was a stupid mistake--"

"So it didn't mean anything?" he asked me, his eyes watering up. "I was just a tool for you to use then? Just any old butthole will do when you're drunk then, is that it?"

"No, that's not what I meant!" I exclaimed, trying my hardest not to laugh despite the seriousness of his tone.

"Did it mean anything, or was I just a drunk asshole you used to f*ck?" he screamed, shocking me slightly. He pulled me over to him and kissed me on the lips, taking me by surprise. As he pulled back from it, he asked "Does that mean anything to you?"

At that moment, something inside of me clicked and my face lit up. The kiss felt right. I didn't know how, but it was just...right. My feelings for Mark ignited in that moment, spurred on by his desperate kiss.

"You want the honest answer?" I asked him, his face looking even sadder as he nodded. "If you say so." I said to him, trying to look serious. Then I grabbed him in, and returned his kiss, even more passionately than him. We stopped after a while and he looked at me, his face stunned. I couldn't help but laugh at him and he pulled me into a massive hug. Just like that, my hangover was insignificant and I felt better.

"You have no idea how much I've wanted this!" he whispers into my ear, as he rubs circles into my back gently. I pull away from him and look at him with a playful expression.

"All this means is that I MIGHT like you. A bit." I told him, trying to sound casual. "We aren't suddenly together ya know!"

"I'll take anything!" Mark said, the smile on his face at it's best.

Marks POV

'Oh my God! This can't be real! I must be dreaming!' I think to myself, still in shock at Sean's change of heart. As he walked away, I pinched myself - cliché, I know - and smiled even more when I knew I wasn't dreaming.

Sean grabbed some clothes from the wardrobe and went into the bathroom to get changed. I couldn't help but have a quick look at his nicely toned body; I looked at it differently now somehow. He was still a bit wet, the water seemingly making his skin sparkle under the natural light coming through his window.

"You'll catch flies if your mouth stays open like that!" he said to me, turning back for a moment. He must have noticed me staring. "I'm hardly something worth staring it you know" he sighs, sounding as though he believed what he was saying. It really upset me to see him thinking he was anything less than perfect, and I felt as though I had to just grab him and hug all of the negativity out.

"You're perfect to me" I reassured him, before he smiled and jokingly made a disgusting face at how cheesy I was being, disappeared into the bathroom. "So...are we going to talk about this any more, or was that it?" I ask, walking over to the bathroom again.

Yayyyy! Sean is no longer a jerk! Or at least, less so than before (I love you really Jack!). What did I say? I told you he might go through a slight change and I was right...cos I wrote it.

Anyway, this chapter has been my favourite to write so far for obvious reasons, and I really hope you enjoyed reading it too! Also, 200 and something views is awesome, thanks everyone for having a wee read!

See you in the next chapter!

Matty :-)