The Mark *Septiplier* {DISCONTINUED}

Chapter 6

Mark's POV

I await patiently for a call, text, something from Jack. I remember quite vividly what happened last night, I just wish Jack did. He's made me feel a way no one else has, and we haven't even known each other for a week yet.. We haven't even had the chance to meet face to face yet. Maybe one day..

While I wait, I absentmindedly scroll through Jack's channel. I get this weird sense of Déjà Vu.. something's  off. That eye looks strangely familiar.. Hmmmm..... I feel a tingly sensation in my left arm. Wait... Lifting the sleeve of my shirt, I'm greeted by a green eyeball with a dazzling blue iris. The same eyeball as is Jack's profile picture. I remember when this happend. It hurt like a bitch.. But what's it got to do with Jack and why is it on MY arm?

As I was thinking, I get a notification from my phone. Maybe it's Jack. I check to see what it is, turns out, it's a reminder from my calendar about PAX. When is it again? Hmm.. Next month? I wonder if there's still time for Jack to get a ticket.. if he doesn't have one already. Is he even gonna come? Does he want to come? Maybe I could surprise him with one, along with a round-trip plane ticket. I already have mine, along with Bob and Wade, but I wonder if Jack plans on coming? I don't know, I'll have to bring that up next time we talk.

.....Which happens to be now.

I answer the Skype call with a wave and a "Heyy, Jackaboi!!"

"Sup, Markimoo?"

I'm taken aback by the nickname. Wait.. what? Why is he calling me names now? Only I can do that!

Evident of the confusion on my face, Jack clarifies, "What? I can't give you cute nicknames too?"

I can feel my cheek heat up immensely, and I let slip a smile just a tad bigger than my usual ones...

"I-its not that, I j-just wasn't expecting it.."

"Uh huh... sure.." He gave me a wink. He gave me a FUCKING wink.. and let me tell you, that shit was sexy. End of discussion.

"How can you be this cute and not expect cute names, Marki?"

Deciding to try and help myself not start blushing like a fangirl, I quickly start with my bull shit.

"PFFT. Who you calling 'cute' boy? Didn't your mama teach you not to lie? I'm not cute; but I'm not gonna deny sexy, god-like, and drop dead gorgeous. I think those sound more like me." I puff out my chest and try to hide my giggles.

"All true. You are, indeed, incredibly sexy, I'd die happy if you were the last thing I see, and if given the chance, I'd love to worship that god-like body you have anyday. Just name the time and the place, baby."

Damn... smooth Motherfucker...

"What's the matter, Markimoo? Catch you off guard? ....Ya know.... you look good with your mouth hanging open; almost seems like you're waiting for something... hmm... perhaps waiting for me? But you might wanna close it. You might catch flies." He lets out a slight giggle which makes my heart to backflips.

I quickly shut my mouth and stare at him, utterly clueless as to what to say. I'd say we just sat there for a good five minutes, just staring at each other before Jack spoke up again. "Like what you see, babe? Take a picture, it'll last longer." He winked. I swear to god, that wink is gonna be the death of me..

Okay, now I was completely lost for words. I can't even remember what I was doing! I suddenly realize I have some constriction in my shorts.. Fuck me...