The Wolf Among Us (Septiplier) [hiatus]

Chapter Twenty-Nine

A few days after they had gone to Abbey's office, Mark had gotten his hair dyed again--it was a blood red color that actually went really well with his skin tone. He had gone over to Seán's house to help pack some things up, as they had somehow already found someone who wanted to buy his house (I guess a lot of people just want to live in L.A.). When he had walked in with his freshly-colored hair and Seán saw him, the younger immediately scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"Oh my god," he said as Mark came to stand next to him where he was shoving things into a box, "you have a problem."

Mark scoffed, replying with snark, "Well, you have a stupid."

Seán glanced up to the elder, raising his eyebrow. He stood up from where he was crouching, crossing his arms over his chest and bumping up to Mark. "Oh yeah? A stupid boyfriend named Mark?" He smirked softly, tilting his head back and forth in order to seem intimidating.

Mark laughed. Oh, it's on. "Ha! You think you have a boyfriend," he retorted, leaning forward and pursing his lips as the younger's eyes widened and he gaped.

Seán suddenly straightened his face, rolling his eyes and letting out a 'pfft'. "Who needs a boyfriend when you're as awesome as I am?" He backed up slowly, sitting down on his couch and placing his hands behind his head with a smug look on his face.

"Oh really?" The elder moved forward as well, plonking next to his boyfriend on his couch. "Well, from I've seen, no part of you is awesome."

"Maybe you need new glasses then!" Seán yelled, leaning into Mark's personal space. His smug look finally faltered, a wide grin cracking onto his lips.

"They don't make them microscopic," Mark said, glancing away so he wouldn't start smiling as well (although, it was already a bit too late).

"They must if you can find your dick."

Mark spluttered. He must admit, he wasn't expecting that, for some odd reason. He snapped his gaze back to Seán, scoffing and furrowing his brows in attempt to look slightly grumpy. "Good one, love--exactly the same joke I made, but with less subtlety." He rolled his eyes, looking away again and mumbling, "Just like everything else you do in life."

"Yep, that's what I'm known as," was screeched into Mark's ear. He could hear the laughter seeping through, causing a smile to finally start peeking through his façade, "Mr. Subtle! All the time--yep, that's me!" Seán suddenly started cackling next to him, which caused the man to turn back and start laughing at his boyfriend's red face.

"My god," he blew out a breath, running his hand through his red hair, "we're stupid."

"Mhm," Seán nodded, giggling, "and don't worry about the dick thing," he reassured, patting Mark's arm, "I know it's not microscopic."

"Well I would think you would," Mark responded, chuckling. "You are pregnant with my child, after all."

"Our child, Mark." Seán sighed, grinning widely and threading his hand through the elder's as the other rested on his stomach.

"Oh yeah, speaking of children," Mark scratched the back of his neck nervously, raising an eyebrow, "what do you think of dogs?"

The younger startled, raising his eyebrow confusedly. "Um... What does that have to do with children?" At Mark's shrug, he sighed and continued, "I like them." The confused lift of his eyebrow suddenly turned into a skeptical one as he asked, "Why?"

The man chuckled nervously, cheeks pinking. "Well, you see..." He scratched his head, mumbling, "I may have gotten one recently."

His boyfriend's eyes widened. "What!? Mark!" He huffed, hand on his stomach raising to pinch in between his eyebrows as he closed his eyes. He muttered, "What kind of dog is it?"