Septiplier is(n't) dead

Christmas Trip (Part 1)

December 22, 2017
(Mark's point of view)
"Passport? Check. Adapter? Check. Phone charger? Check." I say as I search through my bag. "My morning kiss?" his Irish accent always made me melt. I turned around and he was right behind me, I tenderly kissed him on the lips and said "Check." "Not to rush you're checking, but we should get going soon if we want to get through security." Sean sayid as he walked away. "Okay, I'm coming." I grabbed my stuff and said bye to Chica. (We got a pet sitter who is willing to stay with her the whole time.)

A few hours later
Finally we got through security, and we just had to find our gate. As we're walking to out gate, a young girl came up and asked us for a picture. After that Sean and I talked about fame and YouTube until we got to the gate. When we got to our gate we were just about to board. I started to get nervous because I had a special surprise set up for Sean. "What seat do you have babe?" I asked him, even though I knew. "33 A. What's yours?" He asked. "33 B. I made sure we were sitting by each other." It was hard to do but I got us together, and a surprise on his screen. We got to our seats before the person in 33 C, which was good. Sean took out his phone and headphones. "I'll take these." I said as I grabbed them and put them on his seat. "Thanks hun." He set his carry on in the over head bin and started to sit down. He looked at the screen and tears filled his eyes. {To be continued}