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Jack's POV
I walked down the hall, hearing yelling from Mark's recording room.
"YOU PIECE OF SHIT! JUST FUCKING GO! NOOO! AAAHHHHH!" He screamed.
Then it was quiet for a few seconds.
"Fuck it. Fuck it. I'm just so DONE WITH THIS GODDAMN GAME!" He yelled again.
There was a loud smashing sound, then he was quiet for a few more seconds. Then he did his outro. After he finished, I heard footsteps coming towards the door. I leaned against the door frame and crossed my arms across my chest. He opened the door.
"Playing I Am Bread again?" I asked, smirking.
He sighed, rubbing his eyes.
"Yes." He said, annoyed.
"Well then." I said, unfolding my arms. "Here."
I kissed him, wrapping my arms around him. He kissed back.
"Hey babe?" He said, after pulling away.
"Hm?" I mumbled, resting my head on his shoulder and tracing little circles on his chest.
"We're gonna need a new controller..." He said, playing with my hair slightly.
I chuckled.
"What am I going to do with you Mark?" I said, looking back up at him.
He pecked me on the lips.
"I have an idea..." He said, smirking playfully.
I blushed and pulled away from him, burying my face in my hands.
"What? You know you wanna~" He said in a deep, sexy voice.
"Mark!" I said, blushing harder.
He laughed and hugged me. I rested my head on his shoulder again and went back to drawing circles on his chest as he hummed a song. It sounded like "Honey I'm Good".
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Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. I'm going through some stuff right now. But here's some Septiplier. I might do a part 2 of this, continuing from here to a lemon... IDK. Anyway, stay bossome! And I'll see you in the next thing I write.
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~ScarletSepticEye~
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Markiplier and Jacksepticeye Imagines
Fanfiction(There is cursing/swearing/cussing whatever you wanna call it.) This isn't just one story, it's a bunch of little stories that me and my friend are writing. And, yes, like it says in the title, these are Jacksepticeye and Markiplier imagine stories...
