Septiplier One-Shots! (Boyxboy)

My Douchebag Boyfriend

Jack sat silently at his table in the restaurant, looking around nervously for James, his boyfriend of three months. He was extremely abusive but Jack still loved him. Why? Even Jack didn't know! He was an asshole, a fuckboy, a douchebag! A young waitress walked over, a sympathetic look on her face;

"Are you ready to order, sir?"

"Not yet. My boyfriend's... late."

"Alright. Call me when he gets here!" she smiled. Jack nodded and smiled, appreciating her patience. He got a text:
Markimoo <3 - Jame's there yet?
JackSepticEye - No. I think he's stood me up. Again.
Markimoo <3 - He's an idiot Jack. Why don't you finish it?
JackSepticEye - I'll tell you later. What you up to?
Markimoo <3 - Texting a boy who doesn't see that he has a prick for a boyfriend.
JackSepticEye - He scares me too. He hits me. Hurts me.
Markimoo <3 - Look at the door.
JackSepticEye - Why?

Just then Mark came crashing through, walked over to a shocked Jack and exclaimed loudly;

"Sorry I'm late, babe. Traffic is crazy tonight!"

People looked at him and smiled. He sat down across from Jack and said;

"Go along with it." and winked.

"Mark... Thank you. You've always been there. I... I don't know what I'd do without you."

"And I, you, Jack. I'll always be h-"

"SO YOU'RE CHEATING ON ME?!" screamed a husky, drunken voice. Jack whipped his head up, his heart in his ears.

"J-James? I thought y-you'd stood m-me up! Are you... drunk?"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOU PATHETIC LITTLE FREAK!" James screeched, landing a strong punch onto Jack's nose, breaking it on impact.

"Jack! Hey, what the fuck?!" Mark yelled at James, standing up as fast as humanly possible. James wasn't as tall as Mark, like most, but he was pissed so he didn't really care.

"Try me." he muttered. At that point, everyone in the restaurant was silent, a few people helping Jack's bloody nose.

"No, I won't 'try you' because I'm not going to jail."

"THEN FUCK YOU!" the man screamed again but instead of hitting Mark, he dragged Jack to the floor and started kicking and punching him.

"HEY! LEAVE JACK ALONE, YOU PRICK!" Mark yelled, grabbing the man's collar and pulling him to the ground. James lashed out and managed to kick Mark bang-on his scar. This caused pain to ripple throughout Mark's body but he ignored it and got to Jack. He held him in his arms for almost ten silent minutes before police came. Mark reluctantly passed Jack over to paramedics and was treated for his injuries himself.

Two weeks later~~~~~~

"Hey Jack?" Mark asked, sitting next to Jack on a park bench at near midnight.

"Yeah, Mark?"

"Will you go out with me? For real?"

"OF COURSE!" squealed Jack, grabbing Mark and pulling him in for a tight hug. James was actually in jail for assault and Jack had got a restraining order from him. He was healing, mentally and physically.

The End!

A/N

Next one's a sad one so get those tissues ready. Short, but real sad :'-(...

Love Ya, My Little Potatoes!