superman // septiplier

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I love that jack is in la and they're all hanging out together I love them so much why are they such good friends :( their friendship makes me so emo :(:(
ps: why is jack so close to mark 🤔
plus I didn't realize that in the last chapter I said it was Christmas Eve lmao I meant it was Christmas but like at 8 pm so lmao sorry

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"It says three eggs," Jack said, annoyance clear in his voice bc of his annoying boyfriend who can't read directions.

"Okay but the recipe online says two," Mark announced, pointing to it as he poured some flour into the silver bowl in front of him.

Jack huffed, "Mark you're dumb!" He raised his voice, putting the carton of eggs down on the counter, "The box of the brownies we're making literally says three eggs," His voice said with fake anger towards Mark. Jack ran a hand through his hair before jumping onto the counter.

"But doing it this way means we have more eggs," Mark hummed, stirring the cookie dough previously made before they started the brownies.

Jack leaned over and grabbed the cookie dough, interrupting Mark's actions, "Why are we making brownies and cookies anyway?" He pouted, putting one finger into the dough and scooping it up, then putting it in his mouth.

"Because you couldn't decide what you wanted so I'm making you both," Mark said, grabbing the brownie dough and putting it in front of him.

He saw the bowl on Jack's lap from the corner of his eye and chuckled, "You really can't wait for-" But he cut himself off when his eyes landed on Jack's finger, which was soon wrapped around Jack's mouth. It made Mark let out a shaky breath and he forced himself to go back to stirring so he had something else to focus on.

Jack furrowed his eyebrows when he noticed Mark cut himself off, "What were you saying?" He asked and Mark kept his eyes trained on the bowl in front of him.

Jack licked up the side of his finger, honestly not trying to look hot, but just trying to get the cookie dough off of himself (like really he wasn't trying to do anything at all but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ you know Mark).

Mark watched the boy do it with clouded eyes before coughing lightly, "Uh nothing it was dumb" He spoke, kind of lying but kind of not.

"You were saying something," Jack spoke, scooping dough up with his finger while Mark looked over at him, "I'm curious as to what you were going to say," He said, putting his finger in his mouth and licking the dough off, noticing Mark's trained stare at his lips.

Jack took his finger out, "What's wrong with you?" He asked, setting the bowl down next to him as his eyes ran over Mark's clenched jaw.

Mark sighed softly, "I wanna touch you so badly," He whispered, and Jack almost missed it because of how quiet it was but, Jack heard it. Jack shifted his body towards Mark and stared at the side of his face. Mark looked at Jack with dark eyes and Jack felt himself get excited.

Jack licked his lips, "What's stopping you?" He whispered quietly, looking at Mark with expectant eyes. Ones that kind of looked like they were begging for Mark to touch him.

Mark took a couple more deep breaths before he dropped his spoon into his bowl and stepped in between Jack's legs. He placed his hands down onto Jack's thighs, and leaned closer to press his body against the boy, and kiss him.