Septiplier One Shots

Patrick Swayze

The thought of it just made Mark laugh. Just thinking about it made him lose his shit, no matter what he was doing. Let's rewind a little bit, shall we?

"You can't be serious!" Mark laughed, along with the other two men in the room: Wade and Felix. Sean's face burnt pink.

"That was the truth! You asked me if I'd ever fucked to a movie, so I said it!"

"But Dirty Dancing?!" Felix howled, doubling over.

"Patrick Swayze is fucking hot, okay?" Sean recoiled, throwing his hands over his face.

"No, not only Dirty Dancing as a whole, but- but a dead guy?" Wade teased, his laughing dying down. Mark tried to steady his breathing as he put his hand on Sean's shoulder.

"Shut up Wade! I'm not into necrophilia or anything, he's just a really good looking guy!" Felix fell backwards and kept gasping for air. "It's not even that funny, either." Felix sat up.

"Sorry man, but- Oh god, I'm done now." Felix wiped his eyes and steadied himself.

"I'm sorry I laughed babe." Mark apologized, sitting upright and kissing Sean's cheek. He scoffed.

"You guys are assholes."