Marley - Septiplier x Jelix

Chapter Two

A/N: Amazing fan art done by JulieandSalad ! Thank you so much<3

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Mark-

Jack and Felix have been gone for about an hour and I was growing restless. I've been so overly protective of Sean since he and Felix moved to America. I simply wanted to protect him against everything. Felix could manage himself, but Jack's just too optimistic about the world and puts his faith into everything and everyone. I couldn't let him get hurt, I love my Irish goofball too much for that.

I heard the door open as I was beginning to edit my video. I quickly raced downstairs and smiled as I saw Jack and Felix coming in, a shake in Jack's hand. He came up to me and we hugged each other tightly, I noticed Felix rolling his eyes and laughed a bit. I knew he was in love with Jack, it wasn't hard to tell, considering he goes over the top to deny it, while constantly flirting with him.

"We brought you a shake!" Jack grinned and handed me the cup. I smiled at him and ruffled up his hair, making him cringe. "Hey! Is that what I get for bringing you a shake?!"

"Yup," I winked at him and took the cup.

"Are you done recording?" Felix asked, standing next to Jack with an arm around him. I wondered what Sean thought about the two of us clinging to him, but I'm sure he just assumed we were extremely touchy people.

"Yeah, I just have to edit it," I smiled, thinking about all the time I can spend with Jack once I'm finished. Maybe we could play a couple games. "What're you guys gonna do?"

"We thought we'd watch a movie and cuddle," Felix winked and Jack giggled, the jealousy burning up in me a bit.

"Don't get too frisky, Septiplier shippers will panic," I laughed to cover up the fact that I was uncomfortable with the thought of them cuddling together, as well as passively telling them not to take it a step further.

"But it wouldn't be Netflix and chill," Felix complained, chuckling.

"That's been out for so long," Jack giggled and turned his attention back to me. "We better leave you to it - get out a video before it's too late."

"Alright, alright. Don't have too much fun without me," I warned, then turned and headed back upstairs, taking a sip of my shake.

'Jack's such a sweetheart,' I think to myself as I sit down and focus on editing once again. The video didn't need much, but I'd add whatever I could to make it all the more better. I couldn't stop grinning over the fact that Jack still brought me something back, there wasn't a chance in hell Felix would suggest getting it for me - he'd rather keep me at distance while he tries to get with Jack. It was heartwarming to think that even if I'm too late and Jack and Felix become a thing, he'll always have me in his thoughts, therefore I'd always have a chance with him. Then, I remembered all the times Jack brought something back for Felix. I should've figured I wasn't lucky enough to be the only one who has his attention.

It's crazy to think about how we came about this way. Keemstar from DramaAlert on YouTube wrongly reported that all three of us had been cheating on our girlfriends with each other - giving everyone the wrong news as usual. Much to our surprise, each of our girlfriends believed it and pointed out all the times they thought Felix and I had been flirting with Jack, who did nothing about it. I can't lie, I've wanted Sean for over a year now. I'm unsure when Felix began to feel the same way about him, but it's interfering with my chances of making us a thing.

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After editing for about an hour, I finally finish and begin uploading it to YouTube, grabbing my empty shake cup to toss away in the trash bin downstairs. I start heading towards the kitchen, when my eyes catch the dark lounge, the television being the only thing illuminating the figures on the couch, but Jack's green hair and small figure made it easy to pinpoint which of the two were him.

Felix was laying on the couch, spooning Jack, and snuggling his face into his hair. I could clearly see Jack passed out, but Felix was still awake, softly rubbing Sean's arm with his thumb. I scowled and huffed, going to the kitchen and tossing my cup away. I hesitate for a moment, before eyeing a glass that was sitting near the sink. It was customized for Felix, making it all the more perfect.

I picked up the cup and chucked it at the ground, watching as it broke into pieces on the ground. After the sound of glass shattering dissapated, I could hear Jack and Felix talking - waking them up like I hoped it would. I immediately bent to at least look like I was picking up some of the shards. I accidentally grabbed one the wrong way and it sliced the palm of my hand. I yelped a bit and groaned, thinking karma had struck.

"Mark? Are you okay?" Jack asked, poking into the kitchen. I sighed, but nodded, until he came over to me, gesturing to my hand. "You cut your hand open! Felix, could you grab a broom?"

"Sure," I heard the Swede sigh. Jack grabbed a nearby hand towel and carefully wrapped it around my hand, which he started holding to keep it there.

"Did it feel deep? Do you need stitches?" Jack asked and I shook my head, pecking him on the cheek.

"No, I'm fine, my hand just slipped is all," I smiled at him. Felix came back with a brook, further noticing the situation.

"Shit, that was one of the cups I got from a fan! What happened?" Felix asked, beginning to sweep all the glass shards into a pile.

"I came down to throw away that shake cup and almost fell. I knocked your glass off the counter by accident. Sorry," I gave him a small, apologetic smile, though I didn't mean it and I'm certain he didn't believe I did.

"Yeah, okay. Jack, why don't you get a bandaid for Mark?" He suggested, to which Jack nodded and abruptly left the room. I held the hand-towel in place, biting my lower lip. Felix came up to me. "What the fuck, man? You get jealous that Jack and I actually did our work and were able to spend time together, so you break my glass? Do you know how much love and effort that fan must've put into it? Quit being a selfish asshole and leave Jack and I alone."

"What if he wants to be with me and not you?" I asked and a shocked expression crossed his face. "Yes, I'm highly aware of the fact that you're in love with him."

"Y-You mean you seriously are too? I mean, I thought so, but..." He trailed off and went back to the broom, sweeping up little shards of glass. "Whatever. It doesn't matter. He's probably not gay or anything anyway."

"Yeah," I sighed, figuring he's right. Neither of us had a chance - no matter how much we wanted it.