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Mark Was Busy Waiting For Jack, The Two Were Staying At A Hotel Before PAX. And It Was Late, Around Midnight.
"Jack." Mark Whispered,
"Hurry Up!" He Got More Impatient. Jack Walked Out Of The Bathroom, Sporting Pajama Pants With Mark's Logo On Them. The Waistbands On The Pants And Briefs Hung Loosely Under His Hip, Showing A Bit Of His V-Line.
"Baby... Put On A Shirt." Mark Chuckled.
"Nooo! I Wanna Pull A Markymoo!" Jack Whined, Sticking His Tongue Out.
"You're Lucky I Can't Make You Scream My Name..." Mark Smirked,
"Sh-Shut Up!" Jack Exclaimed While He Pulled On A Shirt. "I Was Cold Anyways..." He Sighed.
The Older Walked Up To Him,
"You're Wearing Boxers With Septic Eyes On 'M...? Eh?" Jack Said. Mark Nodded,
"Hey, Seán..." He Whispered.
"Wh-What?" The Younger Blushed Deeply, "GLOMP!" Mark Jumped On The Smaller.
"Will You Keep It Down In There!? SOME PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP!" A Person Yelled,
"And SOME People Need To Shut The Hell Up!" Mark Yelled Back. They Didn't Answer. "Mark... Can You Get Off Of Me? You're Squishing My Pancreas." Jack Smiled, Mark Got Off Of Him And Helped Him Up.
"You Should Go To Bed." Mark Said,
"Nope." Jack Giggled.
"Jack." Mark Raised His Eyebrows.
"Fine." The Younger Rolled His Eyes,
Jack Crawled Into The Bed, Covering Himself With The Blanket.
Mark Sighed And Did The Same, And Wrapped His Hands Around His Waist. Jack's Face Turned A Bright Reddish Color, But Closed His Eyes. Mark Chuckled Silently And Kissed Jack's Cheek, Drifting Off.
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Septiplier One-Shots
FanfictionMAY HAVE SOME TRIGGERS, PLEASE SKIP IT OFFENDED. Septiplier One-Shots, Mostly Very Easy For Me To Write! Fluff Angst Because I Wouldn't Wanna Upset Jack With Other Ones, Okay?
