(I liked the idea of making something with a sort of double meaning, but no one reads my shit unless it's a ship)
"Jack, come on. We're going to be late" Mark sighed, leaning against the closet door "I booked the table for 6:30"
"I can't find my shirt" came a muffled reply from the other side
"Jack I saw you run in here with it on." Mark laughed "what's the matter? You're not usually this shy about going out"
"I'm fine! I just... Don't want to go?" The reply was quiet, almost unsure of itself
"Jack." Mark sighed "I know you. You love going out, and it's your favourite restaurant. So what's wrong?"
"Mark I'm fine. I just... Nothing, I'm fine."
Mark sighed again, slouching against the door. He thought carefully about the way Jack was acting. It wasn't like his usually energetic boyfriend to shy away from going out, especially since he loved the place they were going to! He wasn't sick, Jack was a total drama queen when he was, so that only left one thing. Mark bit his lip as his eyes widened suddenly.
"Jack" he mumbled "is it because of me?"
"What do you mean?" The voice asked
"I mean.. You usually love going out and you love this restaurant S-so it's not that, and your not sick, I usually know when you are." Mark bit his lip, fighting back tears "so is it because you don't want to be seen with me"
"Mark no!" Jack's voice was obviously surprised "not at all! I love being able to say you're mine, don't think like that!"
"Then what is it?"
"Mark.." Jack sighed "it's b-because.. Because it's going to be so obvious that this is a date, a-and I don't want you to be embarrassed by me. I-I mean l-look at me" a small sniffle came from the other side of the door and Mark smiled slightly
"That's really why you were scared? Jack, I love you. I don't care what everyone else says, i. Love. You. I'm not apologising for that! I look at you every day and every day I wonder how I got so lucky, so come out of the closet already!"
Jack opened the door and looked over at his boyfriend, who was smiling at him lovingly and held out his hand.
Jack sighed, smiled, took hold of Mark's hand, and finally, finally came out of the closet.
YOU ARE READING
Septiplier one shots ^_^
FanfictionHey, I write this pairing a lot, and I figured I may as well have a book to write them in, since most of them are like 1 chapter.
