superman // septiplier

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I'm sobbing Mark makes me so heart eye emoji :(: !!!
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"Hey Mark, thanks for inviting me and having this huge party for Felix," Ken spoke as he picked up his jacket and made his way over towards the door, "he really deserves it."

Mark smiled, opening the door for his friend, "Oh please, I'm sure any of us would've done the same."

"Nah, we're gamers. We're way too lazy to do something like this." Ken joked, making Mark laugh as well.

"Bye Ken," Mark said and started closing the door.

"No but Mark," Ken said before he could, which made Mark look at his friend standing outside of Felix's house, "This party, that was pretty cool of you."

"Thanks," Mark said with a smile, and said goodbye as Ken was finally on his way to his car.

Mark shut the door, leaning his head against it with a sigh.

Fuck he was so tired, it was one in the morning, Ken was the last guest to go home. Mark was so tired he almost fell asleep against Felix's door.

But instead the boy lifted his head up and walked towards the hallway.

Surely Felix wouldn't mind if Mark stayed over for the night, right? Felix wouldn't want Mark to drive home while he was half asleep.

Even though Felix had probably assumed Mark went home, Mark went into the guest bedroom anyway. Felix would find out in the morning. Mark didn't want to bother him now.

The boy moaned a little bit when he walked into the bedroom and saw that the blanket was folded on the bed, meaning that it had been washed before the party. Mark leaned down and pressed his palms against it, it was so soft. He pressed his entire face into the blanket next and inhaled, it still smelled like it just came out of the machine.

(PSA: freshly washed laundry smells amazing so)

Mark never really slept without his clothes on, but he could under this circumstance.

He took off his vest, and his long sleeve shirt. Then it was his shoes and his black jeans. (Mark, by the way, got many compliments about how nice he looked tonight, it filled him with determination (an: yes michelle get that undertale reference) )

He wrapped himself in the large blanket like a burrito, and flopped down onto mattress, his eyes shutting right as his head hit the pillow.

"What are you doing in my bed?"

Mark's eyes immediately shot open at the voice. He turned his body around, propping himself up on his elbows. The blanket slipped down a little, showing Mark's chest.

Mark eyed Jack, who was standing in front of the bathroom door, wearing nothing but his boxers and a really long shirt that went to the Irish boys thighs.

Mark bit his lip at the sight, "It's not your bed, it's Felix's."

Jack shifted his weight onto one of his legs and rolled his eyes, "Okay thanks, dipshit." He said, making Mark scoff.

"You did not just call me that!" Mark said in awe, staring at Jack in disbelief.

Jacks eyes rolled again, "Ah, but I did so"

Mark was contemplating on getting up and strangling the boy, but then realized he was close to naked, and just stayed under the covers.

Jack stood there staring at Mark, as if he were waiting for the boy to do something. He had an expectant look in his eyes, and it made Mark a little worried because he wasn't sure what to do right now.