Septiplier.

Crushes.

Mark got up as Jack followed behind, walking towards his car. "Thanks for hanging out with me Jack." Jack smiled. "No problemo buddy 'ol pal." They bear hugged and Mark parted Jack, getting in his car and driving off as he caught Jack staring when he looked in the rear view mirror.

He pulled into his drive way as he unbuckled and got out, shutting the door. He opened the door to his house and walked in, face planting his face into his tiny box tim plushie.

He murmured something under his breath as he turned around and stared at his camera.

He got up and logged into his computer and turned on his camera.

He pulled up a game he was working on, and started his intro.

"Hello everybody! My name's Markiplier and welcome back to Dark souls!"

He laughed around as he continued playing, until a particular cut scene cut on. Mark listened as it was about a love story about two souls who couldn't be together, yet they were in love with each other badly. Mark sighed and brushed his fingers through his hair as he wrapped his hands around his chin. Jack's face was flashing in his mind as he finished recording and said his outro.

He cut off his camera as he dug his fingernails into his palms. He plopped onto the bed as he took off his pants, his Warfstache boxers so fuzzy. He wrapped his blanket around himself as he fell asleep.

Mark felt a tugging sensation on his blanket as he screetched. "10 more mintues mom..-" he murttered as the blankets were thrown off of his bare body. Jack stood holding the blanket looking at Mark. "I don't think i'm yer mum, Mark."

Mark shot up as he saw Jack, a confused expression on his face.