Piper is me in this one shot because I'm about to cry with frustration about wrapping presents.
Wrapping presents.
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"Oh my god." Piper complained, her voice muffled due to her hands on her face. "To hell with every thing right now. Just to hell with it..."
"Piper?" Jack asked, sticking his head in the doorway of Piper's room. His eyes widened at the amount of tissue paper and wrapping paper scattered about, his face softening when he saw his daughter in the middle of the room with her knees tucked to her chest.
"P-Papa!" Piper exclaimed, punching a fist toward her father. "Get out! Shut the door!"
"Piper, hey, slow down." Jack said, stepping fully into her room an shutting the door behind him. Jack dropped on his knees in front of Piper and grabbed her wrists, stopping the punching motions she was making. Piper stopped all of her movements and inhaled sharply, her tear filled eyes looking up at her dad. Jack sat down completely and pulled his daughter into his lap, cradling her to his chest as she silently cried.
"What's up, P?" Jack asked, brushing a hand through Piper's hair.
"I just w-wanna wrap something nice for you and Dad." Piper said, sniffling. "It looks terrible and I just want it to look like how you and Dad's presents look that you guys wrapped."
"Piper, it doesn't have to be perfect." Jack said softly, cupping his child's chin and having her look at him.
"You don't get it, Papa." Piper said quietly. "It does have to be perfect. There was too many crinkles, then I accidentally ripped it, and the tissue paper was too wrinkled to be used in the bag..." Jack had pity for his daughter. She had developed a terrible OCD over the years, and Mark had always been there to help her calm down or stop her paranoia. Jack didn't really know what to do at the moment.
"How about I show you how to wrap, then you can help me wrap Dad's presents tomorrow since it'll be Christmas Eve?" Jack proposed, leaving Piper to smile.
"Oh my God, please." Piper said, scooting off her dad's lap and sitting in front of the present. "But, when you open it you have to act super surprised."
"Don't worry," Jack chuckled, "I promise I will." Jack looked at the gift and saw it was a collage of pictures the three had taken over the years. Jack smiled as he saw how Piper had put the word "OHANA" at the top.
"What you wanna do first is measure out your paper." Jack started, setting the gift on some of the wrapping paper. He showed Piper how to measure, cut, and tape it, leaving her to smile at the handy-work she had done.
"I am a gift wrapping MASTER!" she exclaimed, smiling brightly at Jack. Jack laughed and pulled her into a hug, kissing the top of Piper's head.
"Yes you are, P. Yes you are."
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Christmas Day, Mark smiled at the present his daughter had handed him, letting Jack examine the wrapping as well.
"I did that shite all by myself!" Piper said. "No help, whatsoever!" the two men laughed and Jack let Piper's little lie slide.
"Well, I'm proud of you, Piper." Mark said, allowing his daughter to sit on his lap as his husband sat next to him. "It's very pretty."
"Thanks, Dad." Piper said, giving her dad a kiss on his cheek. "I'm pretty great, I know." Jack motioned for Mark to open the gift and he did, his eyes widening as Mark's hand went to his mouth.
"Oh my God, Piper, this is beautiful." Mark said, giving his daughter a hug.
"I'm so glad you wrapped it all on your own, Piper." Jack said sarcastically, throwing a smile in.
"Shut up, Papa." Piper said, sticking her tongue out after. Her parents laughed as Mark gave her another hug, Jack taking a seat on the side of Mark's lap that Piper wasn't on.
"I might as well have two babies at this point." Mark said, wrapping an arm around the two people on him.
All he got in response was giggles and a kiss on both cheeks.
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Septiplier One-Shots
FanfictionA series of oneshots that express the love Jack and Mark share. Join us along this journey and watch these two goobers as they explore many prompts and ideas~ disclaimer: These fics are in no way associated with Markiplier or Jacksepticeye. It is pu...
