Shhh (Septiplier fanfic)

Drunk Call

-Jack POV-

It had been a few days since I had heard from Mark. He seemed a little distant in his recent videos. I hoped he was okay. He mentioned a few times that he was lonely in L.A and I felt bad he didn't have anyone with him, now that Matt and Ryan had moved out.

I rolled over in bed to face the clock. 8 AM? God it's early. Why am I up? Might as well eat something while I'm up..

I got myself up and grabbed the nearest t-shirt. I headed into the kitchen and started brewing some coffee. While the coffee maker bubbled, I grabbed some cookies from my cabinet and munched on them. It wasn't really a gret breakfast food, but I mean, when isn't it a good time fo cookies?

*phone ringing*

I made my way back to my room and grabbed my phone.

Mark? It was like, midnight or something in L.A.. Why was he up so late?

"Hey, Mark." I said, answering the call.

"Hey *hic* Sean." Mark muttered back.

"Mark.. Are you okay?" I asked, making a weird face. He sounded weird.

"Of course I am baby, I'm more than okay." Mark said, laughing.

"Mark.. Did you just call me.. Baby?" I replies, absoluetely confused.

"Sure did Sean, sure did." He whispered.

"Are you.. Drunk?" I asked.

"Pshhhhh.. Nooo, I only had a few." Mark replied, slowly.

(In this, I'm going to have it where Mark can still drink and not, you know, die.)

"Mark, you should get some sleep.." I said, sitting down on my bed.

"Sean.. I really *hic* r-really like you." Mark muttered.

"I like you too Mark." I sighed. "You're one of my best friends."

"Nooo sean, i mean.. I r-really really like you. Like like you." Mark said, his speech sounding more and more tired.

[Sorry for taking so long to update! Anyways, this is still a really short chapter, I'm just not sure where I want this story to go. I am 100% open to suggestions or critisism. Also, if there are any mispellings or weird grammer, I apologize. I have a killer migraine right now, so it's hard to focus. Anyway, sorry for rambling and thanks for reading!]