Logical《Septiplier》

「Chapter 18」

A/N: I should probably put this here because at first I had no idea what I was gonna write for this chapter and it kinda escalated, oops. I even bolded and underlined it because I think this is pretty important. So here is a warning for some sin (NSFW).

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

I finish setting up my half of the room. There was an air mattress set up for me until they could get the bed frame and mattress out from the basement. I had books and knick knacks here and there, the last thing I put out was a family photo I had. I placed it on a nightstand near the mattress. It was odd how large the room was, the fact that they had a bed frame and mattress in the basement was a bit odd as well considering that it was only Mark, his mom, and his mom's dog bubbles. and to think this whole room was Mark's.

"Hey Mark? why is your room so big?" Mark looks up from his sketch book.

"huh? oh! My brother used to live here, he's older than me, but he moved out last year or so and left for college. We shared a room, it was a pain in the ass. But now this room is ours!" I take another look around the massive room, this is where I live now.

We hear a knock from the door.

"come in!" Mark's mom cracks open the door with a smile on her face.

"is everything okay? do you like the room?"

"of course mrs. Fischbach! thank you again so much for letting me stay. This is more than I could have ever asked for. Surely there must be some way I can repay you."

"no no. You are like another son to me, i'm happy that you're safe here. Dinner will be ready in a bit, we'll be eating some homemade ramen, I hope that's fine."

"whatever you cook, i'll be fine with, i'm grateful I even get to eat." She grins widely and closes the door. I walk over to Mark's bed and lay down next to him and place my head on his shoulder.

"whatcha drawing cutie?" I look at the sketch and it looks like me, gazing at something in awe. it was so well detailed and the anatomy was impeccable, it was so beautiful, it looked so real too.

"it's you! you looked so cute looking around, I couldn't resist." he places a kiss on my forehead and I feel heat rising in my cheeks.

"it looks amazing. you're so talented, it makes me a little jealous, I can't even draw a stick figure!" Mark chuckles at my statement and opens to a clean page and hands the notebook to me.

"anyone can draw, you just need to practice. draw whatever you want." I sit up a bit and Mark sits back, placing his arms behind his head.

I take a moment to think, what could I draw? It finally hit me and I begin to sketch away. Mark sits back, not saying anything, just watching. I finally had finished it.

"Marky, i'm all done... I think." I say feeling pretty confident with my work. sure it wasn't as fantastic as what Mark can do, but it certainly was the best I could do.

"well let's see it!" I hand him the sketch book and he looks at the drawing of 2 boys sitting at a table, both hands intertwined and foreheads pressed together with a small heart hovering above their head.

"let me guess, it's me and you?" I nod and smile at my own work. "it's beautiful and I absolutely love it babe."

he rips it out of his sketch book and grabs a thumbtack and hangs it on the wall next to his bed.

"there it is. on the wall on display where you're amazing art belongs." I lay on his bed and look at where it's hung.

"now you're milking it, it's nothing spectacular." I say giggling.