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Mark took him sightseeing all over the city after breakfast with Matt and Ryan. Needless to say, conversations with those two had definitely been. . . interesting. But it was pretty cool to hear about their visit to Area 51 just for a video.

Despite the fact that Jack had been to Los Angeles many a time, he was always there for work — conventions and meetings, that sort of thing. So he actually never really got a chance to see the city, even though many thought otherwise.

But for once, he wasn't here for work! So Mark and Jack walked around the sunny and welcoming city of Los Angeles for a few hours, Mark pointing out popular attractions and buildings before they went to have lunch with Team Edge.

Matthias, Brian, and J Fred were already fooling around at the table when Mark and Jack arrived. When the two walked in next to each other, Brian and J Fred cast suggestive looks at each other and Matt shrieked, "Septiplier is real!" while whipping out his camera and aiming the lens at the two.

Jack rolled his eyes, ready to deny the ship, just order food, and dig in, but felt Mark's enormous arms envelop him in a bear hug, crushing Jack's hands to his chest. "Oh yes, he's alllll mine. And you can't have him. So there." Mark held the pose for a moment before releasing Jack and sitting down in a seat, laughing his adorably goofy laugh. Jack laughed along with the other guys, feeling a slight blush begin to blossom across his face.

"Perfect clickbait thumbnail right there." Jack smirked, trying to cover, before pulling out a chair and sitting down. Matt turned the camera to his own face, waggled his eyebrows, and ended the vlog.

Needless to say, it was an interesting meal.

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After the five guys finished eating, they went out for a walk together on Santa Monica Pier before Mark and Jack headed home.

On the way home, the traffic was crazy. At first, the two had been staring at the dozens of cars as well as the red traffic lights, thinking that maybe if they stared that the traffic would lighten up. Wishful thinking.

Finally giving up with a sigh of defeat, Mark leaned back and threw his hands off the wheel. "Ugh."

Jack sighed as well, glancing out the side window before turning to Mark. "Eh. It doesn't matter, we can wait it out." He shrugged nonchalantly.

The red - haired YouTuber shot an apologetic look at Jack before running his fingers through his thick hair. "Sorry. I just wanted this trip to be. . . perfect. For you."

Jack didn't reply immediately. His ocean eyes were fixated on Mark's fingers running through his red hair and the way he half closed his eyes and the way he softly sighed and the way his muscles rippled and how much Jack wanted to be beneath him and —

No.

Not now.

Now was not the time.

Maybe later.

"It is perfect." Jack said, the familiar Irish accent making Mark less upset. "Because I'm with you." His voice softened and he reached over, placing his hand gently on Mark's thigh.

The red - haired man seemed to let out his tension in a sigh before placing his own warm hand on top of Jack's. "Thanks, Jack." He smiled weakly as Jack reassuringly rubbed Mark's hand with his thumb.

"No worries." Mark could feel Jack's bright blue eyes looking him up and down and smiled.

"Now!" The energetic Irishman bounced up in his seat. "What are we doing when we get back home?"

Mark reluctantly let go of Jack's warm hand as the traffic light finally turned green and the cars shuffled forward an inch or two, and placed it on the steering wheel.

"I was thinking we could record a video." Mark contemplated the idea and nodded to himself. "A vlog? Or should we play a game?" He asked in his deep voice.

"Let's play a game but let the viewers know that I'm over for a visit in the beginning!" Jack suggested. Mark could practically hear the excitement in the other YouTuber's voice and could tell that his blue eyes were shining, even though Mark's own eyes were on the road.

Mark grinned widely as the cars finally began to move forward at a normal pace. "That sounds fantastic."


a/n – oh no i have to keep writing more i only have one more part written after this oops

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