"Don't worry guys! I'll fix him up for ya!"

chapter two

"Is it recording?"

"I don't t'ink so."

Seán walked away from the camera leaned against the wall in his recording room. Mark walked into view and took Seán into a hug, he rested his head on Marks chest.

"It's so stressful Mark. I feel like I'm letting everyone down."

Mark rubbed Seán's back while he took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. He was crying.

"Your not Seán, honestly, you've never let your fans down, you've never let me down and you never will. Do you understand?"

He nodded a little.

"It's just hard. I t'ink people are starting to notice that I'm playing the game as I'm uploading it... Not even cutting."

"It's just been stressful."

"I know baby, I know."

Did he just call him baby? Oh my life, Septiplier is cannon!!! And he uploads live now I did-

"M-m-mark I can't d-do t'is!"

Seán broke down into a fit of tears, clinging onto Mark for support.

Oh... Seán is really upset.. I never knew he was this stressed.. I didn't think YouTube was this stressful.

"Yes you can, come on, its OK Seán, I told you didn't I? I'm staying for a month."

"B-b-but when ye leave-"

"Seán I can't stay here forever"

He just nodded. He breathed heavily, trying to calm down. He pulled away from Mark and wiped his eyes.

"Sorry... Just stressed."

Mark rubbed Seán's shoulder and smiled sympathetically.

"I'm gonna make dinner. How does spaghetti bolonaise sound?"

Seán smiled and nodded.

"Sounds good."

Mark kissed Seán briefly before walking off. Seán, now alone, cleaned his glasses then put them on. He sat down at his desk, looked directly into the camera and fixed his hair.

"What am I doin'..."

He sighed to himself while wiping his eyes. He loaded up his game, he was going to play 'kingdom' again. He put on his hat and his headphones before 'turning on' his camera.

"Top o' da' mornin' to ye Laddies! My name is Jacksepticeye and welcome back too kingdom! It's been a while since I've played t'e game, but it was fun! And I wanna play it again!"

What? Oh I see what he's doing. He's putting on a front for the camera.. He's gonna be so mad to find out everyone has seen his 'outburst'.

"AH! Oh Goad' that scared me!"

He laughed at himself.

"One of those monsters jus' jumped out!"

Seán continued to play the game for another 20 minuets. He went to turn off the camera but it didn't work.

"I should've played something else..."

He sulked back into his chair and rubbed his face, his glasses pushed to the top of his head. Mark walked in and hugged him from behind.

"Hey little Mr. how was your game?"

"Shite' I los' everything. Jus' like real life..."

"Seán don't talk like that. You've got me haven't you?"

"Ye but not for long..."

"Ah! That's what I was going to tell you over dinner! I managed to sell my house."

Seán turned in his chair to look at Mark.

"I'm staying with you in Ireland Seán"

He clasped his hands over his face and stood up, his voice cracked making him talk loudly.

"Really?"

"I couldn't let you down Seán, I had to stay, and if we ever need to go back Bob has a spare bedroom."

Seán jumped into Marks arms and hugged him, he was crying and laughing at the same time.

"T'ank ye, t'ank ye, t'ank ye!!!"

Mark took Seán into a hug and smiled. He had to keep his little Irish man safe.

"Come on now Jackaboy. Dinner's getting cold"

"Man I'm starving."

Mark chuckled and led the way.

"You always are Seán."

For the next half hour, all you could hear was muffled talking and plates clinking. When they were finished Seán appeared in camera view.

"I swear Mark,"

He called loudly.

"Your cooking is amazing!"

The camera just picked up Mark's deep chuckle.

"Are you switching off your monitors?"

He called.

"Ye!"

Mark came into view and kissed Seán while smirking.

"You know what else is amazing?"

He said in his seductively deep voice.

"And what's t'at?"

Seán asked while smirking. Mark lent forward and whispered into Seán's ear, making him giggle and bite his lip. He leaned over and unplugged the microphone at the monitor before Mark pulled him back in and started to kiss his neck. He began talking but the microphone was unplugged so nobody could hear. Seán broke free of Mark's grasp and bent down towards the plug that held the power to his computer station. Mark bent down over him, his hands in his back pockets. He mouthed something that made Seán gasp and blush badly. Mark took his hands out of Seán's back pocket and snaked them around his lower stomach, he smirked, he had Seán right where he wanted him. Just before anything else happened, the plug was pulled and the video had ended.