septiplier one shots

Forever Lovers

Sean's POV

As I watched Mark's chest rise up and down beside me, I thought about how we came to be. I thought about how I would be nowhere without this delight of a man in my life. He was unique and that's one of the things that I loved most about him. He wasn't like any other guy that I've ever met in my life before. Deeper voice, softer hair, sharper facial features. He was like God on Earth in my opinion. Any other person would agree too. Even a little Irish boy like me agrees, and he knows that now. He's known it ever since we started dating, and I still can't believe the fact that we're actually together.

The first time I saw Mark was when I was searching around on YouTube for other YouTubers who I could get ideas from. I had already seen some of Felix's videos, er - PewDiePie's videos, I should say, for the sake of his channel. He was a good YouTuber and it's really showing now that he has over 39,000,000 subscribers. I always wanted to be like everyone else since I didn't feel comfortable with myself at the time. Talking to myself was weird and I didn't have the equipment that most other YouTubers had back then. I guess you could say I felt left out so I ventured on to find ideas from other people to make me a better entertainer. One day I came across one of Mark's videos and decided to watch it for kicks and giggles. Once that video was over I decided to watch another, then another, then another. Pretty soon I became hooked and couldn't stop watching his content. I subscribed to him soon after I had watched about a dozen of his videos and decided to follow him on his journey. With me still being an aspiring YouTuber though, I had to keep up with my own videos so that gave me less time to watch his stuff. That definitely made me upset. Mark's humor made me laugh and the way he reacted to the jumpscares was priceless. His videos really helped with keeping me company when I was all the way out here in Ireland with none of my friends to communicate with. Once I found him, I tried to be more like him in my videos. After trying that for a while I decided I didn't want to copy him or anything, he was a great guy and I didn't want to get into any trouble with him. One day when I was finishing up recording I went on Twitter and scrolled through my timeline. I had made a Twitter account for the channel and a lot of people were already following it, surprisingly. I started following Mark on Twitter the day I found him and his channel. I was about to respond to a fan's tweet to me when Twitter notified me that someone had followed me. I went into my notifications and saw Mark's name along with his icon beside it. I honestly couldn't contain my excitement that day. It was awesome to know one of the people you look up to and follow has decided to join you in your journey as well. We started talking really soon and before I knew it, we were recording videos together for each of our channels. People loved us collabing too, and that really helped with boosting both of our channels. People who watched my stuff started watching Mark's stuff and people who watched Mark's stuff started watching mine. It was amazing how in such a short amount of time, your life can change. I became less lonely when I became friends with Mark. He was all the way out in America but I couldn't have felt any closer to him. I could tell him anything during our Skype calls and he could tell me how to deal with it. He was an incredible friend to have and I couldn't have been more grateful to have him as one.

Things starting changing when a couple years past by and Mark had texted me one day and told me it was so important that we needed to Skype so he could actually tell me. He said he was so excited to tell me whatever he needed to tell me and that it had to be now so I accepted his Skype call when his name popped up on my screen. He had a huge grin playing on his lips that nearly split his face in two. The same huge grin soon took place on my face as he told me about an upcoming event called PAX East. He said it was the perfect time for us to meet each other as well as some of our fans, too. I quickly accepted his offer to go and he couldn't stop squirming in his seat from excitement. I remember him telling me in that smooth, deep voice of his that he couldn't wait to meet me in person. That's when something clicked. He suddenly meant more to me than just some friend who lived miles away. I felt as though I needed him more than ever and as soon as we hung up I couldn't get my mind off of him. Touching him, hugging him, just meeting him in general was going to be the best thing ever and I couldn't wait any longer. I remember wishing that I could fast forward to March so I could hear his voice in person sooner.

March actually came sooner that I thought it would and before I knew it I was hauling my suitcase onto a plane to America that was going to arrive in less than 24 hours. I wasn't that nervous but when the hours started dwindling down to single digits I became more anxious than I thought I would get. When the plane landed I was wide awake and gripping my phone with more strength than I thought I had. I quickly grabbed my things and rushed off the plane and into the airport. Mark had told me before I left that he would be waiting for me at the airport when I arrived. I was starting to get worried when I hadn't seen him but soon enough that full head of healthy black hair was just barely able to be seen by a short lad like me in the huge crowd of people surrounding me. My heart began to race at a million miles per minute at the sight of him and I got that same feeling that I got when I ended the Skype call with him the day he told me about this event. He slightly shifted his gaze enough for him to be able to notice me standing about 6 feet away from him. I was trembling - Mark was actually a person. He was an actual person who knew how to cheer me up and make me feel better. I had quickly abandoned my suitcase and was barreling towards him and he was ready for me, surprisingly. He engulfed me in a huge hug and didn't let go for a long time. Being in his arms was amazing and I never wanted him to let go of me. Eventually we let go but he kept staring at me and smiling like I meant the world to him as we talked. He soon asked if I wanted to join him for dinner and I accepted the offer joyfully. That night went really well and we had many laughs, especially when we found out that we were staying in the same hotel. The rest of the weekend went well, maybe even better considering some things that I thought would never happen actually did happen. I figured out that I had feelings for Mark and it was none other than the man himself who helped me notice that they were there. Mark confessed to liking me too and that made the weekend so much more enjoyable than it already was. I left my first trip to America knowing that I had a boyfriend who cared about me as much as I cared about him and I didn't ever want that to change. I didn't ever want Mark to leave me and luckily, he pinky promised that he wouldn't. I know it sounds childish but we're all still little kids on the inside. Making him make that promise was good for him, at least that's what he told me. He said that now that he has to keep a promise, there won't be anything more important to him than the person who made him keep it. That made me smile and I remember telling him how much I loved him afterwords. He told me he loved me more and it went on as usual after that.

As I lay here thinking about meeting the love of life, a stray tear slides down my cheek and onto the pillow my head is lying on. I try not to whimper out, I wouldn't want to wake him up and have him worry about me. I wipe away the other tears that fell after that one and leaned over towards him, planting a soft kiss on his forehead. I watch him as he stirs and moves over on his side to face me. One of his eyes open slowly and he smiles at the sight of me.

"Sean.." he murmurs out in his sleepy voice. I giggle at him and reply.

"What, baby?" His smile grows bigger and he leans closer to me.

"I love you.. so much." he says sleepily. I must be blushing by now and my cheeks hurt from smiling so much.

"I love you too, ya big smelly." I say as I turn over on my side facing away from him and giggle softly. I hear him chuckling and soon enough, he has his strong arms wrapped around my waist and his face nuzzled in the crook of my neck. I sigh happily and know that I wouldn't want to be in anyone else's arms, anyone else's presence even, except for his whether it be right now or forever. I'll always want to be his.