Septiplier one shots ^_^

Piggybacks

(Thank you tumblr, for you have the greatest prompts)

There were so many things Mark loved about life. He loved where he lived, he loved his friends and fans, and of course he loved his family. But most of all, he loved Jack. The funny, excitable, Irish loudmouth that had caught his heart from the second they'd first met. Until then, Mark had never believed in love at first sight, but Jack changed that. Actually, he thought, Jack had changed a lot when he'd burst into marks life. He saw the world so brightly sometimes, that Mark could see it like he did, and he quickly realised he loved it that way. He loved being able to call Jack his, and since they'd both come out to their subs (and taken a much smaller subscriber loss than expected) he loved not having to hide it.

One thing Mark really loved about his life though, was the walks they'd go on. Well, he said walks but that was just the reason he loved them, because Jack would let him sit on his shoulders. It was fun, and Mark liked his slightly higher point of view, and Jack liked the happiness that laced his boyfriends voice when he was up there. They were happy with this, with the walks and the small conversations or comfortable silence that came with them.

The forest area they usually went to was about half an hour away by car, and they made the trip frequently. Sometimes, like tonight, it would be late when they came home again. But it had always been fine.

They hadn't counted on the man across town who'd had too much to drink though.

Or the fact he'd decide to drive home

Or that he'd hit them.

But he did, and the result was their car slamming off the road and into a tree. Mark, who was sitting in the passenger seat, escaped with bruises and a broken arm.

But Jack wasn't so lucky. He was lying beside Mark on the drivers side, completely unconscious and with his legs trapped. It took barely five minuets between Mark grabbing his phone to call an ambulance, and the ambulance getting there. After that though, it took too long. Mark had his arm patched up, and after a quick examination, they decided there was no other damage to really worry about. But Mark hadn't heard about Jack

One hour passed
Mark was sitting on one of the waiting room chairs, repeating 4 words in his head, again and again
"He will be fine, he will be fine, he will be fine"

Two hours passed
The words got faster in his mind, and he moved his lips in time with them
"He will be fine he will be fine he will be fine"

Two and a half hours later
"Hewillbefjnehewillbefinehewillbefine"
Mark chanted to himself, repeating it desperately, as though that would make it true. A doctor walked over to him
"Mark fischbach?" He asked, and Mark nodded in reply
"You can see him now"
Mark bit his lip nervously "which room"
"Last in the corridor"
And with that, Mark sprinted off.

He found Jack, wide awake, sitting up in bed.
"You're alive" Mark smiled, thankful tears forming in his eyes "thank god you're alive"
Jack smiled sadly an nodded "yeah, I guess I am"
Mark wrapped his arms around his boyfriend and laughed
"Don't scare me like that" he whispered, burying his face into jack's neck
"Y-yeah but Mark" he sighed and trailed off
"Jack? What's wrong" he asked
"I-I can't walk anymore" he whispered, starting to cry. "They had to amputate my legs... Infected or something"
Mark wiped his eyes and smiled softly
"that's all?" He asked "Jack, until 5 minuets ago, I thought you were dead, who cares if you can't walk?"
"But Mark, I can't let you ride on my shoulders anymore"
Mark leaned down and kissed him gently
"And I don't care at all"

After a long time waiting, Jack finally got his prosthetic legs, and the two headed out on a walk again. Jack still felt a little down about not being able to let Mark ride on his back anymore, but Mark thought of a solution pretty quickly
"Hey Jack" he smiled
"Yeah?" Jack replied, and Mark crouched down in front of him
"Get on"
Jack laughed and climbed onto Mark, happily riding on his fiancé's shoulders, smiling.