The Messages || Septiplier (BoyxBoy) ✔️

Chapter 15

(Ten years later, also I'm sorry if this is a stupid and cliche ending but I wanted it to end like this)

Jack's POV.

"Babe!?" I yelled, walking into the living room. Mark groggily sat up on the couch, rubbing his eyes.

"Mark! You're not even dressed properly!" I yelled, frustrated.

"Why do I need to change?" I sigh, rubbing my hands through my hair.

"You forgot." He stands up, grabbing my hand.

"Wait... Oh.. OH!" Mark quickly let go and ran upstairs.

"Hurry up ya doof!" I chuckled, smiling.

"I married the best little duck ever."

"Okay, okay I'm sorry." Mark says, walking down the stairs. He wraps his arms around me from behind.

"It's fine, but I'm surprised you forgot. You were more excited for this to happen then I was." Mark chuckles.

"Sorry, princess." He says, kissing my cheeks.

"S'okay, little duck." Mark blushed at the nickname, putting his face in the crook of my neck. We hear a knock at the door and Mark quickly let go of me, running to the door.

"Babe, calm down." I say, giggling. I walk up next to him and open the door. A lady with a little girl next to her smiled.

"Hello," she said. I smiled at her.

"Hi." Mark said. I bent down to the little girls size, smiling at her.

"You must be Taylor." I said. She gave a small smile, then started laughing.

"What's so funny?" I asked. She got a little closer, touching my hair.

"Your hair is funny, but also cute," I chuckled.

"Thank you." She looked up at Mark, laughing again.

"Your hair is blue!" Mark nodded and bent down.

"It's pretty. Reminds me of blueberries." Mark's eyes glowed and he was smiling from ear to ear. He was so happy that this was finally happening.

"Yeah. It does. Only problem is you can't eat it." She giggled and turned back to me. She walked up and wrapped her arms around me. I did the same, sighing happily.

"What's your name?" She quietly asked. I pulled back far enough to look at her.

"Sean, but you can call me whatever you want." She smiled and turned to Mark, jumping into his arms.

"And yours?"

"Mark, but like Sean said you can call us whatever you want." The lady watching us smiled.

"Well, you guys seem to be getting along great. I'll go get your bags, Taylor." She nodded at us, then left.

"Can I call you," she pointed to Mark. "Blue?" Mark nodded. She then turned to me.

"Can I call you clover?" I chuckled.

"Why that name?" I asked. She started touching my hair again.

"Because you're green!" I smiled at her.

"Sure, Tay." I said. The lady came back with her bags and Mark grabbed them.

"Well, I have to get going. Bye Taylor." Taylor hugged her.

"So, do you wanna go see your room?" I asked. She nodded and I got up. She grabbed my hand and we started walking upstairs. I opened the door to her bedroom and she gasped.