Septiplier one shots ^_^

Realisation

Mark fischbach was the stereotype cool kid. He was funny, popular, athletic and absolutely gorgeous. Mark could have gotten almost any girl in the school, so people wondered how the half Korean was still single. Mark himself wondered too, he'd never found a girl that made his heart speed up, and though he'd tell himself again and again that he liked girls, he couldn't stop himself from the fantasies of himself with other guys that popped into his mind sometimes, and it scared him. Still, Mark could force down the thoughts, yell at himself to like girls because no one had ever caught his eye before. Until the new kid arrived, He had walked into Mark's English class one day and had walked over to the teacher "hey, are you mr green? I'm Jack, I think I'm in this class" Mark at this point was staring at him, the way his green hair looked so soft, his bright eyes, how soft his lips looked... Mark found his eyes drifting lower until he was looking at the way Jack's jeans clung so tightly to him, and had to quickly look away before his mind could make things very awkward for him.
"Ah yes, well hello then Jack. Let's see where can I put you" he looked around the classroom and Mark saw there was only two empty chairs, beside him and at the back. Jack seemed to notice this too and smiled, walking over to the seat beside Mark "this seat taken" he asked, and Mark found it incredibly hard to form a coherent sentence "n-no"
Jack chuckled, dumped his bag and flopped down onto the seat "well it is now"

The rest of the lesson went by without anything really happening, beyond Mark occasionally glancing at the boy beside him when he wasn't looking, and trying to talk to him when he was. Jack shared a lot of interests wi him, and the two had fun chatting when mr green wasn't looking. When the end of the lesson came, he watched Jack tear a piece of paper out of his notebook and scribble something down.
"It's my number" he said, smiling "call me sometime, ok"
Mark blushed and nodded as he took the paper, quickly writing his down for Jack
"Y-yeah ok"
Jack chuckled quietly "well, see you tomorrow Mark" he grabbed his bag and winked at Mark before he walked out.
As Mark felt himself go redder, he realised He wasn't as straight as he thought.

About a month later, he and Jack had become close friends, and most of Mark's other friends realised how Mark felt. They'd stay up texting most nights, and one night Jack asked him about a party

Jack💚- hey, I think Bob said his parents R out this weekend so he's having a party. Wanna go?

Mark- probably, can u pik me up tho?

Jack💚- np :)

And that was how Mark ended up here, in bobs house, with most of his other friends. Jack was still sober, since had agreed to drive, as well as dropping wade and Mark off home because he was the only one with a car. Mark, Bob and wade though, were absolutely wasted. Since it was a Friday and no one had school, it wasn't until 1 in the morning the trio headed out. Wades house was first so eventually Mark and Jack were the only ones left in the car. Mark, being completely pissed, decided to try hitting on Jack.
"He jackyboy" he slurred "you're cute"
Jack rolled his eyes, sighing "and you're drunk"
"So what? I think you're cute even when I'm sober" he giggled and Jack shook his head
"Mark please, you're just drunk and you don't mean it"
Mark pouted and,  when they were stuck at the traffic lights, leant over to press his lips onto Jack's. The Irish boy pushed him away.
"Mark, stop" Jack sighed "don't do this to me!"
"W-what?" Mark asked, confused
"Don't flirt with me when you're drunk, don't kiss me now, because you won't do it when your sober. Don't..." He blinked hard, forcing back the tears "don't play with my emotions like this"
Mark's eyes widened at Jack's little outburst. "Pull in over here" he said
"Why? Y'dont live near here?"
"Jack just do it"
Jack sighed and pulled into the side of the road, only for Mark to grab him and pull him back into a kiss. He held tightly to Jack who, despite trying to pull away at first, eventually melted against Mark, kissing back and wrapping his own arms around him. The kiss was sweet, gentle and yet passionate. He smiled into the kiss, Jack's lips were soft against his own and Jack smiled when they pulled away, a blush on his cheeks.
"Do you honestly think I'd kiss you like that if I was only drunk?" Mark laughed
"I-I don't know" Jack stuttered back, breathless from the kiss
"If you don't believe me, you can ask Bob or wade when they sober up" Mark looked away and blushed, rubbing his neck "I talk about you a lot"
Jack chuckled slightly, turning Mark to face him again. "I'm not sure about the kiss, can you show me again?" Mark laughed and connected their lips again, running a hand through his green hair and wrapping the other around his waist. Jack smiled into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Mark's neck.

Mark realised for certain then.

He definitely wasn't straight