Septiplier smut >#< (one shots)

Why Mark....(Angst)

I wake up next to the love of my life...Mark Fischbach. We had just gotten married, and we just got home from out honey moon. I look at the bed and smile contently.
"Good morning Love."
"Morning princess." He says to me making my heart skip a beat. He takes me in his arms and pulls me close. "You're mine, and only mine. Nobody can take you from me." He hugs me tighter, and I nuzzle into his chest. We lay there for what seems like hours of bliss, but realistically it was only 10 minutes.
"I gotta go record, you should too." I say, my words muffled by his chest. He whimpered, and nodded.
"Okay....but can we cuddle more later?"
"Yes." I look up at him and smile. He kisses my forehead then gets out of bed. His phone goes off, then he leaves to answer the call. I smile, and walk to my recording room.
Just as I put my head phones on, I hear a knock at the door. Mark walks in, and hugs me from behind the chair.
"I have to go, but I'll be back soon." He kisses my ear, then my cheek.
"Okay honey, be back soon." After he leaves, I start recording.
I had been recording for a few hours, when I look at my phone. Mark has been gone for awhile...I should call him. I call him, but there was no answer. I start to get worried, and I walk out of my recording room, and walk around the house calling his name. I hear groggy footsteps walking towards me.
"There you are!!! Why haven't you been answering my calls?! Where have you been?!" I start to tear up.
"Woah, Sean it's okay. I got home earlier than I though, and I saw you were recording and I didn't want to bother. Then I took a nap." He pulls me in for a hug.
"Okay, but let me know next time please."
"I will, I promise." He sighs in my ear, and hugs me tightly. I nuzzle my face into his neck.
"Okay, well I have to go get some supplies for a video. I'm going to be awhile. But I'll be back I promise." I kiss him on the lips then leave. I get in the car, and lean my head back on the seat. I pull out of the drive way, and drive to the tech store that's about 30 minutes away. Once I make it there, I start looking at microphones, and several other types off different equipment. I feel a tap on my shoulder, and look to see Felix.
"Oh my god! Hi Felix!" We give each other a quick hug. We talk for another 20 minutes while looking around for new recording equipment. "Well, it was good seeing you."
"It really was. See you later buddy." I wave goodbye and he leaves. I pick up the microphone, camera, and extension cord that I needed. I pay for all the stuff that I chose, then get back in my car. I turn on the aux-cord and listen to Disney music and dance the whole way home. I stop at a flower shop, and get some flowers for Mark. I pick out a beautiful bouquet of red roses. They smelled gorgeous. I put a big red bow around their stems, then set them in the passengers seat in my car. I drive home, and put the key in the door quietly. I timidly open the door, and I here absolute silence.
"Man he sleeps a lot..." I say under my breathe. I knock on his recording room door, and he's not in there. So I walk straight to our bed room. I open the door, and drop the flowers in horror. I put my hand over my mouth, and tears start streaming down my face.
"Mark....why...?" I say. Looking at him and the tramp in his bed with him. He gasps, and looks to see flowers on the floor, tears covering my face, and horror in my eyes.
"Sean wait!" I start to run away, and he grabs my arm. I bat his arm away and start sobbing into my arms. I look into his eyes. He started to cry. "I'm...so...so sorry."
"No, you're sorry you got caught. If you were sorry...you wouldn't have done this."
"Sean please...."
"And the fact that...that bitch is still in MY bed laying there naked smirking that she got caught with you...." I choke up.
"Sean..."
"Stop calling me that...it's just Jack to you now." I look at my left hand, and take off my wedding ring. I walk up stairs back to the bitch in my bed. And throw it at her with all the might I had left in my body.
"Ow what the fuck?!" She yells at me. I turn back around to see Mark there looking at me. I push him out of the way.
"Give me that ring back. Now. I bought it." He hands it to me, and I walk outside. I get on my car holding the ring in my hand tightly. I drive off to a random cliff. I go to throw the ring out, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I look at the diamonds shining in my hand, and hold it to my chest. I fall to my knees, and dramatically cry as if I was in some kind of movie. "Why Mark...why did you do this...what about what you said this morning?"
I put the ring in my pocket, and get back in the car. I drive back home, to see Mark throwing that bitch out of the house. I pull into the drive way, grab some of my stuff, including a pillow, a blanket and some money. The whole time Mark pleading to me begging me to stay. I pack some clothes, and drive away.
"Please stay!!!! I'll do anything!!!!"
"Fine. But I'm sleeping in my recording room. And you're not allowed in."
----------months later.
I have been living out of my recording room for the past 2 months. Mark and I hardly talk. He often brings me flowers and chocolate. I have a large pile of them in the corner of my room. He was gone today, so I was in the kitchen eating ice cream and crying. The home phone rings, just as mark arrives home. I answer the phone and walk straight back into my room. Not even giving him a second glance.
"Hello?"
"Hi is Mark there?"
"This is him." I lie, just curious what it's about."
"So remember when we slept together a few months ago, and we got caught by your husband."
"Yeah..." I say in a voice lower than my own. Trying to hide my accent.
"Well....I'm pregnant...."