I'm MoRe InSaNe (Septiplier)

Part 18

"You're fucking hilarious Mark, I'm laughing so hard right now" Sean said, his gaze blunt as he stared at Mark. "Hey! Come on! It's funny!" Mark whined childishly, crossing his arms as he sat on the hospital bed.

"Yeah, it was so funny" Sean rolled his eyes as he sunk in his seat, glancing away from Mark. There was a dull moment of silence, Mark biting his lip and looking back up at Sean before he smirked.

"When do I get to leave?" Mark asked as he leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees, tilting his head slightly at Sean. "Tomorrow, as far as I can remember" Sean shrugged, not looking up from his book.

"I don't know how the fuck no one has recognized us, weren't we like on the news?" Mark frowned and Sean glanced at him for a brief moment.

"Not exactly, Jay thought it was a good idea to keep our escape hidden so he could get us himself. But on a very rare point, someone might recognize me from past events" Sean stated and Mark smiled. "We're free?"

"Kinda, yeah" Sean nodded and Mark leaned back, sighing happily. "Shit" Mark breathed, looking over at Sean again, watching as he read slowly.

"We need to go out, like when I am let go from this hospital, we need to go out, celebrate our freedom!" Mark threw his hands up and Sean frowned, looking up at him.

"Are you out of your nut?" Sean questioned as he straightened his sitting position on the seat he sat in, his legs dangling over the armrest as he watched Mark with a raised eyebrow.

"No? Maybe? Absolutely" Mark smiled with each word. "Mark, you seriously think that's a good idea? I mean, that's just fucking not good, you just got out" Sean shook his head, denying Mark's offer.

"We can go three days after I'm released, that better hon?" Mark tilted his head to him, his smiled crooked, Sean's heart melting as he stared into Mark's eyes, licking his lips.

"O-Okay" Sean sighed and Mark grinned mischievously, laying back on the bed.

"No turning back?" Mark questioned as Sean rolled his eyes. "You serious? I'm Irish! I never turn down a drink!" Sean said, his voice loud and Mark smiled, knowing he was probably disturbing other people in the hospital, but neither of them cared.

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"I regret my decision, I wanna go back home and play with Gray and Chica!" Sean exclaimed as he turned away from the large casino, trying to walk back but Mark grabbed his hoody and brought him close to him, his head on Sean's shoulder as he glanced up at him, pouting to him, Sean rolled his eyes irritably.

"You promised! You said an Irishman never turns down a drink!" Mark frowned at him and he scoffed, grumbling slightly. "I'm not Irish, I'm... I'm secretly Scottish" Sean glanced at him and Mark laughed.

"Scottish people drink more than Irish people Jack" Mark stated and Sean cleared his throat. "Fuck... fine" Sean turned to face him, Mark smiled and leaning close to Sean, trying to kiss him but Sean placed his fingers on Mark's lips, smirking.

"Later, when I'm intoxicated, I'll do more than just kiss you Mark" Sean walked past him, walking to the casino, Mark smirking as he eyed Sean, chuckling as following after him.

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Shots are a lot to take. Especially if you haven't drank alcohol in years. The liquor burned Sean's throat as he took the shot, cringing each time. He wondered when he would just collapse to the ground and wake up in an apartment he's never been to and finds a man next to him named Steve.

Sean shook his head at the thought, wondering where the fuck he had gotten that analogy. He could feel the alcohol eat up his medication that he took an extra dose of before coming here, he could feel his vision become blurry.

"M-Mark?" He turned to see Mark wasn't next to him. "Hey" A girl sat beside him, her makeup was smudged and she looked to be extremely intoxicated.

"Hi" Sean nodded.

"You wanna dance?" Her voice slurred as she leaned closer to him, he leaning back too much, making him fall straight off the stool he was sitting on, but he didn't hit the ground as arm caught him.

"Sorry miss, he's taken" Mark glared and took ahold of Sean's hand, pulling him to the dance floor. "Mark! I can't dance!" Sean shook his head, his bottom lip trembling.

"I'll teach you, just follow my lead" Mark smiled as he pulled Sean close to him, smirking as his eyes met Sean's. Mark danced to the beat of the music that Sean didn't recognize, his eyes widen as he looked down at his own feet, attempting to dance like Mark.

"Yeah! You got this babe!" Mark laughed as Sean danced, watching as his smile grew. That was until Sean was pushed forward, his body colliding with Mark's, Sean falling back and grabbing Marks shirt, pulling him down with him.

"I can't dance" Sean laughed, staring up into Mark's eyes, his fingers trailing Mark's cheeks as he smiled down at him. "Fuck I love you so much" Mark leaned down and kissed him, Sean immediately kissing him back.

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Nice chapter, yeah? Yeah?

It's too nice. You guys know how I am, it's not going to stay happy. You must read with care, you might just hate me after.

I luv you all. I'm currently in class, the sub is watching us and I keep meowing at him. Because why not?

Dedicated to:

https://www.quotev.com/SeptiplierBae