Best Friends To Boyfriends (Septiplier)

Part 24

Mark's POV:

I held Jack's hand as I started the recording. "Hello everybody, my name is Markiplier and I'm here with my boyfriend, Jack." I began, motioning towards the Irishman.

"Hello!" He shouted, waving at the camera.

"Today we're going to answer some of your guys' questions for us." I looked down at my phone and began reading the first question. "The first question asks 'How did this all start?' Well, for me it only started a couple months ago, but Jack had liked me for a bit longer." I looked over to Jack to tell his side of the story.

"After my last girlfriend had broken up with me, I began to see Mark differently." I chuckled as Jack's cheeks went red. "Septiplier was stronger than ever and everyone knew it. I played it off as us just fooling around, but in reality I had developed a huge crush."

"For me, the last time Jack was in LA visiting, I had noticed some weird feelings I was having. I had no clue what they were and would have never considered that I liked my best friend. Until Wade opened my eyes, that is. He's the one who helped me realize that I had started liking Jack." I smiled, realizing that I had nothing to be worried about back then. Everything turned out amazing.

"The next question is 'When did you start dating and how did it happen?'" Jack read. "I was actually at the airport, waiting to go back to Ireland after my visit with Mark. I heard my name being yelled and looked around, expecting some fangirls. What I saw instead was this goof running towards me. He confessed his feelings for me and that's when we had our first kiss."

"I was terrified." I admitted. "I had no clue if Jack felt the same or not. Lucky for me, he did." I said, bringing our hands to my face and kissing the back of Jack's. We just stared into each other's eyes for a moment before continuing.

"What is your favorite thing to do for a date?" I read the next question. "Actually, we've only been on a few dates so far. It's hard to date someone when they're in another country."

"That's why I had decided to move out here. I wanted to be closer to Mark and actually be a couple." Jack explained.

"And I'm so glad you did. I don't think I'd be able to handle a long distance relationship. But my favorite date we've been on was probably going to the park for a picnic." I said, getting back to the question. "That was actually our first official date."

"That was so fun. The park was beautiful. My favorite date would probably be just staying home and watching Deadpool. I really love that movie, and sleepy Mark is so adorable." Jack ruffled my hair and I gently swatted his hand away.

"Don't mess up my hair!" I yelled, laughing. "It takes a lot of hard work to get it to look like this!"

"No it doesn't. You just towel dry it and comb it out with your fingers." Jack joined in laughing.

"Yeah, that's true." I said, pretending to be ashamed.

"We have time for one more question!" Jack said, getting us back on task. "This one says 'What are your favorite things about each other?'" Jack took a moment to think, and I thought about the question too. This one was so difficult because there's so much I love about Jack.

"This is going to sound really corny," Jack started, pulling me out of my thoughts." but one of my favorite things about Mark is his laugh. Every time I hear it, I get a huge grin on my face and most of the time I can't help but laugh, too."

"Wow, that was corny." I said. Jack playfully slapped my arm. "Ow!" I exclaimed, pretending like he really hurt me, but he knew better.

"Just answer the question ya big doof." He said.

"Fine." I sighed heavily for effect, causing Jack to roll his eyes. "My favorite thing about Jack is his eyes. I have never seen a blue so bright and pure. Every time I look into them, I get lost. I can always tell how he is feeling, just by looking in his eyes." I turned towards Jack, looking into the bright blue, seeing tears begin to form. "Your eyes are so amazing. I love them, and I love you."

Jack practically flung himself at me, kissing me hard on the mouth. "I love you too, Marky." He said once we parted, our foreheads still pressed together.