Septiplier Random Headcannons

Imagine....

Whatever you do, don't imagine Mark asking Jack to a dance.

Whatever you do, don't imagine Jack being a blushing mess in his blue suit, messy green hair, and black framed glasses, trying not to be noticed as he leans against the snack table.

Whatever you do, don't imagine Mark smiling softly in his black suit, messy red hair and glasses, as he walks over to Jack.

Whatever you do, don't imagine Mark holding out a hand for Jack to take.

Whatever you do, don't imagine Jack taking Mark's hand with a sideways smile and a slight tilt of his head.

Whatever you do, don't imagine them walking slowly to the middle of the dance floor as (The song above) starts playing softly.

Whatever you do, don't imagine Mark slowly twirling Jack, pulling him close, wrapping his arms tightly around Jack's waist, as Jack wraps his arms around Mark's neck, and rests his forehead against Mark's shoulder.

Whatever you do, don't imagine Mark singing the words softly in Jack's ear.

Whatever you do, don't imagine Mark pulling away from Sean, "And I'd like to build this love," 

Whatever you do, don't imagine Mark pulling a tiny ring box out of his pocket and getting on one knee, looking up at Jack with hope in his eyes, as he pulls the lid of the box back.

Whatever you do, don't imagine Jack tearing up, his hand over his mouth to hide the wide smile that has spread across his lips.

Whatever you do, don't imagine Mark smiling, looking up at the man he loves and whispering, "From the ground up."

Whatever you do, don't imagine it.