"Is breá liom tú go leor, Mark!" I heard from the bathroom and tilted my head in puzzlement. I got closer to the door and pressed my ear against it, hearing Jack clear his throat. "No... Is breá liom tú an méid sin, Mark! That's it..."
"Jack, sweetheart? What're you doing?" I asked, knocking on the door. Jack opened it, his cheeks blushing intensely, smiling, his phone in his right hand.
"Um, nothing, really," He smiled.
"What were you saying? What language was that? Are you possessed?" I laughed and he giggled.
"No... I was... Well, I wanted to refresh my memory and am trying to remember some words in Irish," He explained and I nodded as he slipped his phone into his pocket. I grabbed his right hand and pulled him out of the bathroom and into the living room, sitting us down in front of the fireplace.
"I heard my name in there," I smirked and he blushed deeper and coughed nervously.
"Well, um... Is breá liom tú an méid sin, Mark! Means 'I love you so much, Mark.' I wanted to get it perfect for you," He looked to the ground and I lifted his chin and kissed him softly.
"You are way too sweet," I smiled and pulled him in for a hug, hearing a car honk outside. "Come on, Felix must be here. We better invite him in, so he knows he's at the right place."
"Sup, bitches?!" The door flew open and Felix stepped into our cabin. Jack started laughing so hard, he was almost doubling over, grasping his stomach. "Did I ruin a moment?"
"No, we were going to invite you in... What if this wasn't the right house and some family was just eating dinner and suddenly PewDiePie bursts into their house, screaming 'Sup, bitches?'" I laughed and he simply shrugged his shoulders.
"Surprise to them, I guess," He laughed, seeming much less nervous in person than he had over the phone. His eyes went to Jack and he frowned. "What happened to your arm, buddy?"
"I fell," He quickly said and I figured he didn't want to tell Felix about the fact that he purposely broke his own arm and gave himself bruises. Felix glanced at me, looking somewhat accusingly, but didn't mention it.
"Can I sign it?" He asked, flashing a smile and Jack nodded, grinning ear to ear. I left Jack for a moment, going into the kitchen and grabbing a sharpie. I handed it to Felix once I came back and he twisted off the cap and started drawing on it.
"I thought you wanted to sign it, not scribble all over it," Jack laughed and Felix shook his head, handing me the marker once he was done. Jack glanced at it and giggled, reading it out loud, "'Get well soon, green PewDiePie! -Felix' Nice."
"Come here and give me a hug, you two," Felix gestured and I went in to hug him first. He patted my back before pulling away and hugging Jack, smiling. "I've missed you guys so much, I hope everything has been going alright."
"Yeah... About that... Can we talk about those dreams?" I asked, leaning forward intently and curiously. "This new situation is the only issue we've had since we moved here. Everything else has been fine."
"Oh, is this Chica?" Felix beamed as she ran into the room and started sniffing him, jumping up on him. "Could we save it for tomorrow? The flight has me exhausted and I don't want to miss any details or whatever. Is that okay?"
"Sure," I sighed, but smiled as Jack leaned into me, giggling as Chica tried to lick Felix's face. "Chica, down, let Felix get comfortable."
"No, no, it's fine. I only really get to see my pugs, so it's nice to get to pet a dog that's bigger than the two of them combined," He chuckled and patted her back. "She seems like a great dog."
"She really is," Jack smiled.
"Yeah, she's always glued to Jack's side though," I shook my head. "But it's nice to know he'll never be alone as long as she's here with him."
"I'd rather be with you though," Jack said sweetly, before looking at Chica. "No offense, Chica, I love you too!"
"Oh, Jack, still making everyone jealous," Felix winked and laughed as she went up to Jack and nudged his broken arm, wanting to be pet. Jack stuck his tongue out at Felix. "Mature as always, I see."
"Nothing's changed," Jack replied, giggling again. "It's really good to see you though. How's Marzia?"
"She's good, she's out with some friends this week taking photography in the wilderness," He smiled. "I've actually been thinking of proposing to her soon..."
"Do it! Please! I want to go to your wedding and cry my heart out for you!" Jack exclaimed happily, going back to his bubbly self.
"Maybe... I'm just thinking into it a bit more. I mean, I could totally see myself spending the rest of my life with her, I just don't know if she sees us together for that long, you know?" Felix sighed, but smiled. "The chance is always there, but I'd want to propose to her somewhere amazing and if people are there, I don't want to be crying my eyes out if she says no in front of that many people. Someone would be bound to record it and people would just attack her afterwards - I don't want that."
"Don't worry about her saying no, how could she anyway? You're a great guy, Felix, and she clearly loves you! There's no way she could say no!" Jack assured him, petting Chica's head.
"Yeah, she loves you, man. Don't worry about anything, it'll only stress you out," I added and he sighed, but smiled.
"Maybe you guys are right," He thought aloud and I tightened the arm I had around Jack a bit, the thought of proposals giving me ideas I shouldn't be having yet, but it sounded so right and I don't plan on leaving Jack anytime soon. Felix yawned, "I'm pretty whipped from that flight, mind if I sleep?"
"I'm actually pretty tired too. Jack, why don't you let Chica potty while I show Felix the guest room?" I asked and he quickly nodded, getting off the couch and gesturing for Chica to follow him out the door. Felix trailed me down the hall and to the room straight across from ours.
"I swear, if I have to hear you guys having sex again..." Felix trailed off, laughing. I rolled my eyes.
"We'll try to refrain," I said sarcastically and Felix put a hand on my shoulder.
"I saw the way your eyes went to Jack the entire time we were talking about me proposing to Marzia. Any plans in your future?" He wiggled his eyebrows questioningly and smirked.
"I don't know, that just made me think," I playfully smacked his arm. "Go to bed, meatball."
"Okay, okay," He sighed, chuckling. I left him and went to our room, seeing Jack had already taken care of Chica and was laying in bed. I went next to him and kissed his cheek, rolling onto my side.
"You're so American, that I can taste the freedom every time you cum," Jack kissed the side of my head and I thought back to what Felix said, thinking we'd have to be quiet tonight until Jack made me groan by saying, "Goodnight, Markimoo." (A/N: galacticweirdo c; )
"Tease," I shot back, but laughed. "Goodnight, sweetheart."
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Release - Septiplier
Fanfiction[Sequel to 'Don't Ever Leave'] Mark and Jack were finally living their happily ever after in their cabin, far away from civilization, in fear Mark would forget to take his medication and Dark would be released once again. The only problem with their...
