Best Friends To Boyfriends (Septiplier)

Part 19

Mark's POV:

"You really love cookies, don't you?" I chuckled as Jack devoured the desert.

"Of course! What's not to love about cookies?" He replied after finishing the cookie.

"That's a good point. Cookies are amazing. Not amazing as you, though." I said, laughing at my own cliché line.

"Don't turn into one of those types of boyfriends, please." Jack laughed with me, playfully slapping my arm.

"I'm sorry, I had to." I said, catching my breath from laughing so much. I saw Chica lay down in the shade under a tree. That looked like a nice idea, so I laid down on the picnic blanket, resting my hands on my stomach. Jack laid down next to me and I held his hand in mine. "It's such a perfect day out." I said after a short moment of silence.

"Not as perfect as you." I looked over in time to see Jack grinning. I stuck my tongue out at him and he pretended to be offended, then flipped me off. "Fuck you."

"You kiss your mother with that mouth?" I joked.

"No, she's too far away now." Jack looked upset, but only for a moment. His frown was quickly replaced by a smile. "I kiss you with this mouth." Jack turned so he was facing me and I did as well. He brought our lips together, kissing me passionately. I brought my hand up to his face, gently stroking his cheek with my thumb. I glided my tongue over Jack's bottom lip, asking for entrance. He opened his mouth, but I hesitated to continue. Before I could do anything else, Jack shoved his tongue in my mouth, exploring as much as he could. I smiled as our tongues wrestled, his eventually winning. When we eventually separated, needing to catch our breath, Jack had a goofy grin on his face.

"I love you so much." He said, giving me a small peck on the lips.

"I love you too." I pulled him closer to me and wrapped my arms around his waist. He snuggled his head into my neck, kissing it every once in a while. We laid like that for what seemed like an eternity, but was actually only a couple minutes.

"Hey, Mark?" Jack moved away from my neck and it suddenly felt very cold.

"Yes, Jack?"

"I think I'm ready to tell our fans about us. I mean, if you are too." He looked at me and I could tell he was a little worried to hear my answer.

"Of course, baby. I'd love to tell our fans." He smiled at me as I saw relief flood into his eyes. "How would you like to do it? Vlog?" I suggested.

"Actually, I have an idea." He replied, a smug look on his face.

"And what's that?" I questioned. Jack told me all about his plan and I absolutely loved it!

"Oh my god, this is going to be fun to do!" I exclaimed, already getting excited about the video. I was definitely ready to tell the world about Jack and I. I know we'll get hate, I would be amazed if we didn't, but I know together we'll be able to get through it.

"Are you tired? Ready to go back home?" I asked Jack when I heard him yawn.

"Yeah. Back home. To our home." He gave me a sleepy smile and I couldn't help but to smile back. I stood up, reaching my hand out to help Jack up. I kept his hand in mine as we packed up and headed to the car, Chica following behind us. As I drove home, I could hear Jack's soft sleeping noises. I chuckled to myself, wondering how I got so lucky.

"Hey, sleepyhead. Time to get in and go to bed." I said, gently shaking Jack awake.

"No, I don't wanna. Can't I just sleep here?" He looked up at me through droopy eyelids.

"What if I carry you?" I suggested. Jack reached his arms out to me and I gently scooped him up, careful not to hit his head on anything as I carried him to his bed. I gently laid him on top of his blankets and he turned to his side and curled into a ball.

"Goodnight, Jackaboy." I said, kissing him on his forehead. I turned off his light and silently shut his door, heading into my own room. I took off my top and my pants and climbed into bed, feeling like the luckiest person in the world.