(Wow, this has been a loooong time delayed, sorry. I've been crazy busy, and honestly I have had no inspiration. Oh, and packing for holidays. This is getting finished at two in the morning because I can't sleep, and i need to be up in a few hours anyway, may as well be productive. Oh, and just as a thing, I don't have anything against religion [the fourth time has some stuff about Christianity] it's just in reference to an argument I actually saw in the comments of a video., and the response may or may not have been my reply comment. So yeah, no hate.)
The first time
"Pax. Brilliant, wonderful pax"Mark mumbled to himself as the crowd of people start to flood into the airport from the newly landed flight. Among them was a small Irish man, who's face lit up the second he saw Mark. He ran over and threw himself into the American's arms, hugging him tightly
"I've missed you, so much" he mumbled into the older man's neck and Mark chuckled
"I've missed you too! God why is it so much harder being apart now that we're together?"
"Maybe because when we're apart I can't fling myself into your arms like this?" Jack grinned, and Mark rolled his eyes
"Yeah thanks for that, people keep looking at us like we're seeing each other after years apart. And that guy's glaring at me"
It was true, from a little further back, one man was angrily glaring at the couple, and Jack whispered into Mark's ear.
"Wanna really piss him off"
"What do you have in mind?"
"You know in movies, there's those really cheesy moments where the guy spins the girl then dips her when they're dancing?"
Mark laughed quietly, "great plan"
"Let's do this this. Dip me"
Mark nodded with a smile, twirling the Irishman and dipping him. The angry homophobe scowled at them both, so Jack stuck his middle finger up at him. Mark was more focuses on jack's face at this point in time though. The way his eyes were sparkling as he laughed at the man's reaction, how his entire face seemed to smile when his mouth did, how close his lips were to Mark's. He'd just need to lean slightly closer and-
"Hey, c-can I get a p-photo" a small voice asked, Mark blushed slightly, pulling Jack back up and smiling at the two kids now In front of him, one girl, one boy. The girl was older than the boy, by quite a noticeable amount, though she herself couldn't have been older than 15. She smiled weakly, holding her phone nervously.
"I-i couldn't get tickets for pax, and I'm only here because of a family vacation , I'm British so I miss almost everything." Mark nodded and pulled Jack into the photo, taking a selfie with the two kids. When the boy ran off, the girl held back a moment longer.
"Hey, I'll never get the chance to say this again so... Thanks guys, you... You saved my sister"
Jack looked at her, confused and she smiled
"S-she'd just stopped cutting and she was depressed b-but that prop hunt episode 'funniest episode ever' was the first thing she smiled at for weeks and-" she cut herself off, tears in her eyes "just, thank you for giving me my sister back."
Jack felt his own eyes dampen as he hugged the girl tightly. She smiled gratefully and ran to join the rest of her family.
Jack wiped his eyes and smiled at Mark
"Sweet kid. Wish she'd come a little later though"
"Really?" Mark asked, confused "why"
"Well, Mark Edward fishbach, I never got the kiss you were so going for"
"I-I wasn't!" Mark said, though his face had flushed its usual scarlet colour.
"Yes you were, now come on. If you still want to, there's always the cab."
Mark grinned, following the Irishman towards the baggage claim.
The second time
Mark was very happy that Jack had forgotten to book a hotel room for pax, because yeah, having his friend staying at his place again was a lot of fun, but having his boyfriend sleeping in the same bed as him was amazing. Not sexually, they'd both agreed against that so far, instead it was partly because Mark had learned in their first few nights together, Jack often cuddled up to people in his sleep. But what Mark loved most were the mornings where he'd wake up first, like today. Jack was still asleep, and curled into him. Mark smiled softly to himself, brushing the stray hairs out of the irishman's face. He looked so peaceful when he was asleep, like a little kid. Like he'd never been hurt, or had his heart broken, or seen the world as anything but bright and beautiful. Mark would have given anything to be able to do this every morning, because in those few minuets before the Irishman stirred awake, Mark would just lie there, holding him, and everything felt right, like a part of him he never knew was missing had finally found its place. Jack's eyes fluttered open, meeting mark's with a smile.
"Good Morning" he said, his voice still rough from sleep, and Mark smiled back at him, brushing the sleep from his boyfriend's eyes.
"Morning"
Jack looked adorable when he first woke up, hair still fluffy and wild from sleep, eyes just about open, and a sleepy smile on his lips the moment his eyes found mark's. All Mark wanted to do was kiss him right then, the sort of sleepy "good morning" kiss that you saw in movies. Jack seemed to have the same idea, because he started leaning towards Mark, their lips almost touching and-
The bedroom door opened and the pair jumped apart as Matt walked in.
"Hey, Ryan's going for McDonald's for breakfast, since he can't be arsed to cook and I just can't cook, so what do you want?" He must have noticed the now pink tint to the pair's faces, because he added "shit, did I interrupt something?" With a blush of his own
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Septiplier one shots ^_^
FanfictionHey, I write this pairing a lot, and I figured I may as well have a book to write them in, since most of them are like 1 chapter.
