Septiplier Random Headcannons

Drunk.

(A/N: This takes place in a universe where Markimark can still drink okay, carry on)

"I woke up, up still drunk, drunk, on your love, love, on your love, love. Now I know why-y I'm feeling so high, high. Cause I'm still drunk, drunk on your love, on your love."~Drunk on your Love, By: Brett Eldredge.

Mark:

I woke up with a pounding headache and aching back. I had no idea why, and almost no memory of the night before, all I remember was stumbling into the house after midnight with Ryan, Matt, and Jack at my heels. We went out for a guys night considering Jack never really comes out to really visit all that much. I groaned and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, I had one hell of a hangover and I was not feeling it. I sat on the side of my bed, feet touching the cold hardwood, I still had my boxers on which was a good sign. I needed more sleep. And I hoped and prayed for the life of me that I hadn't...confessed anything.

I laid back down in bed, groaning I turned over, only to be greeted by familiar green and brown hair. I was so startled that I screamed, shot backwards and fell out of bed. Jack shot up and out of bed, him standing on the opposite side as me.

"What the actual fook!?" He shouted, apparently he couldn't remember anything from the night before either. 

"Jack! Why the fuck are you in my room!?" I screamed, scrambling to get up and hoping that he was still clothed, luckily he still had his boxers on.

"I don't fooking know!" He said looking at me with big blue eyes.

I paused for a moment, a warm feeling washed over me as the memories flooded back. He was the one who had confessed to me...we shared a kiss, my lips started tingling. His eyes widened as well, he was remembering too.

"M-Mark I-I'm sorry I never told you, I never wanted to ruin what we had...but I guess I have now." He shuffled his feet and looked at the ground. I smiled slightly and walked over to him.

"Its fine. Because I love you too." I said tilting his head up, and kissing him softly he smiled into the kiss, the smell of liquor was still faint on his breath. I smiled and pulled away for air.

"You give me the best buzz, and I'll always be drunk on your love Sean."