Septiplier One-Shots

Goodbye

I apologize in advance.
-J

"Jack, can I ask you a question?" Mark says, breaking the silence.

Jack continues on playing with Mark's hair, Mark's head on Jack's lap. They've been cuddling for hours, not talking, just admiring each other's faces.

"I mean you just did, but sure, ask away" Jack says.

Mark's reaches up and slaps the back of Jack's head.

"You're an idiot. Anyways, I've been thinking"

"About?"

"Dont you ever get tired of talking on Skype?"

"How am I gonna ever get tired of talking to you markimoo?"

"No, not like that. I mean, it sucks having to wait for conventions like this so we can actually see each other"

"Oh, that's what you mean. But Mark, there's nothing else we can do. Skype is all we have..."

"How about you move in with me?"

Jack suddenly lets go of Mark's hair, surprised

"Mark, you're kidding me right?"

Mark sits up straight, facing Jack

"No, I'm not"

"How am I supposed to move to America, so fast so sudden? I haven't even visited you yet!" Jack says, voice getting slightly high.

"I mean, it'll be a better way for us to be together! You'll wake up everyday with me. I want your face to be the first thing I wake up to"

"Mark, how? I have my family back there. I have my new apartment, I have all my recording equipment set up there. It's not THAT easy Mark!"

"But Jack, I can't handle this anymore! Tomorrow, you'll be off to Ireland, and I won't be able to kiss you for atleast 4 months! If you move in, I'll see you everyday"

"Mark, stop thinking only about yourself! Moving is a HUGE responsibility! It's not that easy!" Jack says, voice getting even louder.

"What do you mean I'm only thinking about myself?"

"Arent you listening to yourself Mark? You only care about your own needs, all you want is someone to cuddle with! You don't even care about how the hell I'm gonna go, how the hell I'm gonna be capable of paying that much money, you just want it to happen so you can have me all for yourself!"

"THAT'S NOT TRUE" Mark snaps. Jack has never ever treated Mark this way. It's just like Jack is telling him that he's flat out an egotistical bitch.

"Why are you fucking yelling right now huh? Maybe you should go get someone you can cuddle with to make you feel better huh? IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?" Jack finally snaps.

"WELL IF YOU DONT WANNA BE THERE FOR ME, THEN MAYBE I SHOULD!" Mark yells.

That hit Jack hard. His words, they hurt. Mark was actually thinking of replacing him.

"WELL MAYBE YOU SHOULD GO FIND SOME FUCKBOY TO KEEP YOU COMPANY" Jack yells back.

"Atleast he'll actually fucking care about me, unlike you" marks gets up, approaching the door, he opens it, starting to leave, but Jack quickly gets up and holds him back.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going asshole?"

"Asshole? Well as far away from you as I can get, bitch. Maybe I can go find a fuckboy to keep me 'company'" Mark pushes his shoulder forward, releasing jack's grip, and walks out.

"You motherfucker you did not just do that" Jack yells, walking towards Mark in the lobby.

"Mark fucking Edward Fischbach come back here right this fucking instance"

The elevator doors open, Mark enters, not looking back. Jack grips Mark's shoulder, but Mark just pushes his hand away.

Jack looked at his reflection in the elevator doors. He's gone.

-

Mark slowly opens the door, expecting Jack to be asleep. But instead he finds him curled up in the blankets, sobbing hard. Jack looks up at him, surprised.

In all honesty, Jack wasn't expecting him to be back. He left last night, and he never came back, Jack only had 6 hours left before his flight, and he was expecting Mark to return to the hotel after he left for Ireland.

The second Mark sees Jack's red puffy eyes, guilt rushes inside of him.

He slowly approaches him, scared. He sits down on the bed and grabs Sean into a warm tight embrace. Jack sobs hard on his shoulder.

But, Sean was completely shocked. Mark smelled like alcohol, and maybe smoke? He takes in another smell. Is that? No. No.

He quickly escapes Mark's embrace

"Mark, you didn't. No. No. You really did? You actually found a fuckboy, you're actually replacing me? No. No no no no no" Jack repeats that word over and over again, as he sinks deeper into the blanket.

Mark grabs him again "I'm sorry Jack, I'm sorry" Mark says, joining in on the sobbing.

"How could you? How? How" he continues sobbing into Mark's shoulder. He was a total mess.

-

"Are you sure about this?" Jack asks

"I'm sorry, but I just don't feel the spark anymore"

"So, I guess this is goodbye" Jack says, infront of the airport gate

"I guess so" Mark says, a tear running down his cheek

Mark grabs Jack into an embrace

"I'm so sorry Jack..."

"I'm so sorry jackaboy"

"That was the most fun I've ever had"

They looked into each other's teary eyes. and they shared

their

last

final

kiss