I can't do this alone (septiplier fanfic)

Chapter 13

Jacks pov
  "I remember...I...remember!!!" I squealed with joy. I remember Mark, the silly moments, the sad moments, our moments. I remember loving him, and hoping he feels the same. I rapidly pressed the 'call nurse' button. My main priority at the moment was getting my Markimoo back, so I need to get hold of a phone. When I heard the door open, the nurse rushed in, bombarding me with questions on if I was ok or if I was hungry. I shook my head the whole time, just repeating Marks name.
  "Mark Mark Mark Mark Mark" I kept telling the nurse.
  "I need Mark! I remember!" The nurse gasped, then hesitated. Then, she quickly turned on her heels to go grab a phone. I waited patiently, biting my nails in anticipation. I'll finally get to see his beautiful face and recognize every feature, every imperfections that were just so perfect in my eyes.
  The nurse ran back in, handing me the phone with the number already dialed. I guess they had his contact information. I eagerly put the phone up to my ear, waiting for his voice to come one.
  "Hello?" Mark said. God I loved his voice. It reminded me of melting chocolate, a deep tone. Or, you know, sexy.
  "Hey markimoo" I replied. No noise came through the phone for a good 15 seconds, which had me worried.
  "J-Jack?" I heard him stutter. It was so cute when he stuttered.
  "The one and only. How's the man that saved my life going?" I heard a sharp intake of breath and a faint oh my god, accompanied by a sniffle. I chuckled at this, he was so adorable.
  "Jack I will be there in like 10 minutes I have been walking around the house with no pants on all day and I guess I have to wear them now." We both laughed at that. It was like our laughs were meant for each other, they just merged in perfect synchronization.
  "I'll see you soon!" I ended the call and handed the nurse back the phone. She gave me a heartwarming smile and a 'congratulating' pat on the back. I decided to go clean myself up in the bathroom because who knows how horrid I look at the moment.
~timeskip 5 minutes~
Marks pov
Making my way to the hospital, I was so excited to see my Jackypoo! I can now properly confess my love to him, and hope for the same answer back. But, I wonder. He said he remembers me now. Does that mean he remembers the past six months? His cutting, anorexia, depression, insomnia? I don't want him to go through that anymore, if he does remember. I help him on every step of the way on the road to recovery.
I reached my destination and parked in the closest space I could find to the front. Parking, I ran into the front office and walked up to the front desk lady.
"State your purpose" I was taken aback. This lady had a thick Scottish accent, it was awesome!
"A-ah yes, I came to see Ja-Sean Mcloughlin?" I was going to say Jack, but they probably had Sean written down in the book. She looked through a big binder filled with different numbers and names. She abruptly slammed the book shut and scribbled something on a sheet of paper.
"He's in room 7709, I just have to get your name" she cheerily responded with.
"Mark Fischbach" after saying my name, I dashed down the hallway.
"7699, 7700, 7701. GAH where is that room?!" I was dashing down the hallway, knocking people over but quickly apologizing. Finally reaching his room number, I burst in the door.
"Mark, your here!" The jittery Irishman got up and ran over and gave me a hug. I couldn't help myself anymore. After he embraced me in his hug, I kissed him. I kissed him for a good 10 seconds. His lips were soft, a bit chapped, but soft either way. After realizing what I had done, I pulled away.
"Jack oh my god I'm so sorry, I understand f you don't want to be friends anymore. It's just that I've liked you for a long time and I just couldn't help myself anymo-" I was pulled back into the kiss, and I passionately kissed back. I think I was happiest man in the world at the moment, and I hope Jack felt the same.
After pulling away, we started into each other's eyes, just taking in the moment. "I'm glad we both feel the same way" Jack then laughed, and then followed by me giggling also.
Then I remembered that I want to ask him if he remembered doing all the nasty things to himself.
"Jack would you come sit next to me for a moment?" I led him over to The bed and sat us down.
"Mark, what's wrong?" Worry laced in his voice. Well, here goes nothing.
"Jack, do you remember all of the past 6 months? Your eating, your sleeping, your...depression?" I went in for a hug after I heard him sniffle and he dropped his head.
"We'll get through this, together"

Hey guys, here's another chapter for ya! I've been working on this story lately and all and I like it, but I want to write another story. I'll still keep this one, I just want to also start something else. The problem is, I'm not creative. I can't think of something extravagant or perpetually amazing, so I was wondering if any of you guys had ideas. You can comment or dm them. They can be any ship (although depending on the ship it might not be the most accurate) septiplier, phan, billdip, anything really. Continue being amazing you beautiful people!