Septiplier is(n't) dead

My Thanksgiving is Perpetual

(Sean's point of view)
November 20 2017
We don't celebrate Thanksgiving in Ireland, because it's an American holiday. So Mark and I decided that we would spend Thanksgiving at his mom's, and Christmas at my parents house. So we got on a plane and flew to Cincinnati, OH.

"HI MARKY!!!" Mark's mom squealed as we approached. "You must be Sean, Mark's *clears throat* love interest..." She said, trying to be supportive. "Yep that's me..." I answered awkwardly. "Nice to meet you..." She said as she turned around and started walking towards her car. Mark and I stopped for a second and gave each other a look, kissed softly on the lips, and started walking toward the rental car Mark bought.

"Okay, so are you two gonna share a room?..." She asked. "Yeah, that would be good, more space for more people to visit I guess." Mark could tell she wasn't happy about us sharing a room. "Let's go put our stuff in our room." I followed closely behind Mark as he almost ran to the room. "What's up Markimoo?" I asked as I closed the door. Before he answer he powerfully kissed me, surprising me at first. "I love you Sean, you are my whole life." He said after pulling away from me. "I love you too, what's going on Mark?" I asked, slightly worried. "You're meeting my family, and I'm so excited!" Mark answered. "Oh, I am too, but I'm kinda nervous..." I had only met Signe's parents, and she is a girl, and her parents were okay with us dating. With Mark it's different, we are two, very in love guys, and his mom doesn't like it. "You'll be fine, the only one you have to worry about is my mom, and she seems to be okay with you so far." His deep voice always calmed me down. We kissed again, and then went out to the living room.