superman // septiplier

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Mark stood looking over his bed for the past 10 minutes, looking at the two outfits laying there.

At three, Mark was due to be at Felix's house in LA. It was now two thirty, and Mark was still uncertain on which of the two he should wear.

The one to the left was the casual one. A simple,  long sleeve white shirt, and a grey vest to go over it. Casual, a fitting outfit for a party.

The other was a nice button up shirt, and a black blazer. I mean you never know, people could perceive this party as an extravagant one, where you would need to dress up. Mark didn't want to be underdressed.

Then again, he didn't want to be overdressed.

He whispered a small profanity, he didn't have much time to think all this through. All he needed was an outfit to wear for a party. Mark reached for the casual outfit, but then realized he was celebrating Felix reaching 40 million, that was a special occasion, one that shouldn't be taken lightly.

Mark groaned at his indecisiveness and slumped down on the bed.

He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his phone, and went into his messages.

To angel💞:
I need help

Mark tossed his phone to the side of his bed, groaning again before getting up and putting the button up on.

Throughout the week, Mark and Sean have been talking nonstop. Their texting mainly consisted of Mark being an idiot and Sean calling Mark out on being an idiot. Yet, some of it still held Mark calling Sean 'angel' and Sean ignoring Mark playfully because he made him blush too much.

Mark learned a lot about Sean in the short week he's known the boy, and vice versa. Mark learned that Sean was from Athlone, (which is in Ireland obviously) and that he enjoyed being Irish very very much.

Mark learned, whenever they spoke on the phone, that Sean liked to take control of the conversation. The boy was an amazing story teller, or more likely, talked so much that the person on the other end had no room to speak anywhere. It didn't matter to Mark very much though, he could listen to Sean's accent until the day he died, and would regret nothing.

The only thing Sean denied Mark was the chance to FaceTime him. As much as Mark wanted to, Sean wanted the first time they saw each other to be in person, not through a screen. It would "create a greater impact on our relationship" as Mark heard Sean excitedly say.

As Mark finished buttoning up the shirt, his phone buzzed, and he immediately flung himself  onto the bed to answer Sean.

From angel💞:
I hope this isn't some kind of a sexual need

From angel💞:
There's nothing I can do for you right now, since we're not even in the same room. And even if we were, I would deny you because we've only know each other a week and you're gonna have to wait eight years to put tongue with butt so

Mark couldn't help but smile at the boys immaturity.

To angel💞:
You're gross. That's not what I had in mind AT ALL.

To angel💞:
I just wanted to know if I should wear something casual or fancy to Felix's party.

Mark tossed his phone onto the bed, and picked up the blazer instead. He was going with the fancy look, mainly because he wanted to look good for Felix, he deserved to see Mark all dressed up because he doesn't do it often.

Mark grabbed his car keys and headed out of his apartment with his phone in his hands.

His phone buzzed and he looked down at it.