Septiplier One Shots

5 times Mark denies he's gay +1 time he can't

I.
Mark knew something was up the moment he walked through the door. The house was too quiet for everything to be normal. The air felt uneasy, thick with an unidentifiable tension. He felt like he should run.

Turn around and just walk back to school. But then again that would mean he would just be avoiding whatever was in store for him. Plus at this time of the year, the Ohio weather wasn't very pleasant.

Before Mark could pick between flight or fight he heard his mom call to him from the kitchen. With a deep breath, he walked into the kitchen. His family was set around the kitchen table and they all were staring at him expectantly.

Mark looked around feeling the tension from the air crawl it's way into his lungs, "What's going on here?"

His mother pointed to his chair, "Hun, have a seat. We want to talk."

Mark cautiously pulled a chair out trying to think of every bad thing he had done in the past few years that would warrant this kind of family meeting. Only a few things came to mind but he was certain no one knew about them, at least he thought. His mom took ahold of his hand and gave it a squeeze. It did little to ease his growing worry.

"You know we all love you, right?"

Mark looked to his brother for help or at least a hint of what was going on. All he got was a shoulder shrug and eye roll from Tom as if to say, 'this will be over quicker if you cooperate.'

Mark trusted his brother's advice, "Of course... Mom, what's wrong?"

His mom just smiled, "Nothing is wrong. We just want you to know you can tell us anything and we won't be mad."

Instantly Mark said, "I didn't do it. Whatever it is I didn't."

His mother looked taken back and he heard his brother groan. His mother quickly recovered, "No I mean, we mean you can tell us if you have a girlfriend....or boyfriend."

Mark nodded for a split second before doing a double take, "Wait, boyfriend?"

"Honey, it's fine. We promise to love you for who you are no matter what."

Mark started laughing and stood to leave. He had homework to do, "I'm not gay guys. God. Do you think- me? HA!"

Mark laughed so hard he had tears coming out of his eyes by the time he made it to his room. His family sat around the kitchen table silently. His mother just mumbled, "I thought..."

II.
Mark went stag to his junior prom. He wasn't even sure why he showed up, his friends all had dates and he just felt lonely and pathetic.

It wasn't like girls didn't give him looks in the halls almost begging him to ask them out but it didn't feel right. He didn't bother with them any other time why should some dance matter to him?

Except it did and know he was feeling left out and like an idiot. Bob was out on the dance floor showing off his 'killer' moves and Mark had to hold back a snort as he saw the look of horror and adoration on Mandy's face.

"What's so funny?" a voice behind Mark said making him jump. Mark spun to grin at Wade as he handed him a drink.

"Bob's trying to dance," Mark said feeling Wade cringe next to him, "It's pretty bad."

"Looks it. Hey, wanna go dance a little?" Wade asked with no real meaning behind his words but for some reason, Mark clamped up.

"I'm not gay."

Wade raised an eyebrow at him, "Neither am I, note my girlfriend over there attempting to stop Mandy from either laughing too much or crying too much, just thought you'd like to maybe dance. Have some fun?"