Septiplier One-Shots

Handsome Jack

Really proud of this AU, sorry if it's kind of confusing :P
Warning: mature content about 1,000 words through.
-Jeemstar (aka J)

ib; septictide

{bless CosmicTsuki for keeping me sane on skype while writing a part of this}

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"But I don't want to tell them!" Mark threw a pillow to the wall. "If you fucking break something I swear to god I'm booking a separate room! Stop it with those breaking habits every time we fight!" Jack yells.

"Oh really, so it's my fault now?" Mark yells in response. "Yes it is! Every time I bring up the idea of telling our fans about us, you just go crazy! I'm done with you trying to control this relationship! I want to fucking tell them!" Mark raises his eyebrows.

"Why can you never respect my decision? I'm just not ready to tell them!" Mark flops down the couch that was present in the hotel room they were sharing for pax.

"It's been years, Mark! You promised you wouldn't make them wait that long. You lied to me and you've always been lying about everything!" Jack defends himself.

"When did I ever fucking lie to you?" Mark questions, unaware of what his partner was talking about.

"Oh really? How about all those times you kept lying to me about you being too busy for me to come visit? How about all those times you couldn't make it to our skype dates because you were too busy visiting your mom, when all you did was go to Matt's place and film videos. Do you really think I'm that blind?" Mark shakes his head.

"Stop playing innocent, Fischbach" Jack sits cross-legged on the bed and he feels a few tears run down his cheek.

He looks at Mark, waiting for a reply, but he receives nothing but a sad Mark looking endlessly at the ground. Mark was giving that floor more attention than he ever gave Jack.

"I just... I don't know..." Mark says. The greenhaired man looked at him with his eyes wide open. Normally, when they fight, Mark always has the upper hand and manages to shut Jack up and prove him wrong, but now, he just can't argue with the truth.

Mark's silence pressured Jack and made him feel uneasy. After that, Jack had no absolute control on what he said.

"You're such a little bitch, and you've always been. Say something, what happened to the oh-so-strong markiplier? Everyone looks at you like you're a god, when you can't even defend yourself without your fans proving everyone wrong and saying you're the man of the relationship when you can't even fight back?" Jack bursted out, regretting everything not even a moment later.

"W-what?..." Mark looked up at his boyfriend and tears began streaming down his face. "I'm just... I'm just gonna... Go..." Mark said as he walks towards the door angrily. Jack flopped back onto the bed and slowly closed his eyes, letting all the details from what just happened soak in.

He slowly raised the covers over his small body, cuddling into a big ball he made out of the material. He silently cried in a fetal position, wishing none of this had happened.

He could be happy right now between his partner's arms, and maybe even more. This is not the first time they've ever went through this, but this is the first time Jack has ever been so defensive.

His eyes slowly close to a full shut as he drifted off into his very needed sleep. He jumped as he felt a soft hand caress his back.

The man turned around and spotted this unfamiliar creature. He looked exactly like Jack, but maybe a bit older, and maybe a little bit less visible, transparent of some kind, you could almost see through him.