Septiplier One-Shots

Money Talks [Part 2]

It was more crimson than his hair.

"Jack... What exactly happened upstairs?..."

"What..? Oh! Please, don't worry about it!" Jack said, failing an attempt to hide the deep cut on his shoulder. "Pain is one of his many... Kinks..."

"For fuck's sake... Follow me."

Trusting the butler, Jack followed him into the bathroom and watched as he took out peroxide, gauze, a needle, thread, and some cotton balls. As he started to pour the peroxide, Jack stopped him.

"I'd rather do it. It might keep me from screaming."

"As you wish..." Mark replied with a rather sinister smile. Jack was about to question it when he felt a stinging sensation on his shoulder. He opened his mouth to scream, but he was met with soft lips and a gentle hand rubbing his cheek. He was so used to only being slapped and jerked around that he honestly didn't know how to react. After the pain had completely subsided, he pulled away, looking into Mark's chocolate-brown eyes.

"I... I hate it when he hits you, or abuses you in any way. I always told myself it was because it was morally wrong, but I quickly realized it was much more than that. I love you, Jack. I'll admit, I've actually taken some beatings on your behalf. I didn't mind though. Please know that I love you. Not Daniel's form of love. Real, whole-hearted, genuine love. I can only hope you feel the same." Mark confessed, praying Jack wouldn't reject him.

Jack quickly pulled him into another passionate kiss, one that lasted much longer than the last. They separated only to breathe.

"I've had a crush on you since the first day I saw you. And then, after the beatings started, you were the only one who cared enough to comfort me. After about a month, I was in love with you. I'd hate to admit it but... That was one of the reasons I put up with Daniel."

Mark had to resist the urge to cry. "So... You stayed and took beatings and got raped... For me?" Mark looked down, guilt weighing heavy on his mind.

"No. I stuck around because he's a powerful asshole who can put my ma on the street anytime he pleases. But I didn't give up on myself because of you. Mark... I almost killed myself a few times, but... Then I thought about you. Your smile, your rebellious hair, your sleek, black glasses, your voice... You kept me alive. Thank you."

The two men embraced each other for quite a while before either of them remembered the deep cut on Jack's shoulder. Mark sat him down on the edge of the bathtub. He used the gauze to clean the cut a bit, the he threaded the needle.

"This is going to hurt a bit..." Mark said.

"As long as I can have a kiss when you're done, I don't mind." Jack replied, smiling.

As Mark started to stitch, Daniel, more pissed off than ever before, burst through the bathroom door.

A/N: Sorry it's so short DX Im going to Kings Dominion today so I didn't have much time to finish this up. I'll finish this story on Saturday. Thanks so much for all your support. It really means a lot. Bye for now and EMOS FOREVER!! :D