~~Random one shots~~

~~Love Game~~

Me: *looks around* ok. Now for some Fanfi-
Jack/Sean: TOP IN THE MORNING TO YA LADDIES!!!!
Mark: HELLO EVERYBODY, MY NAME IS MARKIPLIER!!!!!
Me: ... oh god dammit. You guys in a le-
*Jack/Sean and Mark are making out already*
Me: well...
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          Mark was organizing his game/living room. He was getting ready for some of his friends to come over and record some games and challenges he has been planning. There was going to be board games, video games, movies, and all these other things they would play with. (( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)).

          As mark was putting the last finishing touches on his setup, he heard a buzz. Mark giggled and jumped with joy as he ran to the door. To his surprise, Felix and jack/Sean were at the door. Mark was concerned at first, but shook it off and invited them inside.

         "Bob and wade will be here shortly, so make yourselves at home." Mark smiled. Felix sat on the couch, while Jack/Sean looked around in awe. The house was huge compared to his, (idk how big there houses are) high roofs, big bedrooms, with high quality bathrooms, and a fucking sexy ass kitchen, with marble counters. (I'm sorry. Kitchens are my favorite part of a house) Mark greeted them with glass cups of water.

          Matt appeared in the room, just wearing a Simpsons t-shirt and boxers. Ryan walked straight after him, only wearing a pair of black jeans. "Oh hi. We didn't expect guests to be over." Ryan said chuckling. Matt turned to the others surprised, cause he was in his underwear, and covered himself with his hands. Everybody laughed including Matt himself, but it died down when mark was explaining that the guys were there to do videos. Ryan got excited and ran to his room, his belly jiggling. Matt followed after him, mentioning they'll get ready. Mark just chuckled.

          Mark looked around. His eyes landed on Jack/Sean, who was looking in a different direction. Everything went quiet, like mark was deaf for a second. He looked at how Jack's/Sean's ocean blue eyes glistened. His pale hands planted softly on the counter. The way his green locks protruded from the glares of the bright kitchen lights. His chest rising up and down slowly. His slim figure bouncing slightly. The ginger face smiles from ear to ear. Jack's/Sean's hand brushed down his thigh, tapping his finger. He started tugging at his jeans, his hands anxious for his own. Low moans slipped from his mouth, bitting his bottom lip. "Mark..." he begged. Mark's imagination flew, making him a little hard, but it soon ended when Jack/Sean was shaking his shoulders, snapping him out of his thoughts.

         "Dude, are you ok? Earth ta Mark. Hello?" Jack said in a worried tone. Mark shook his head. " oh I'm fine. I'm just.. thinking." He said blushing a bit. "That's good, I guess. You were just staring at me weird, and I was worried." Jack said shyly. They both looked at each other then they laughed.

         The doorbell rang again.ryan ran down the stairs, pulling his shirt over his head. " Ryan did you bump into something?" Felix said, looking at his neck. Ryan looked down, rubbed his neck and put his shirt on. "I'll get the door." He said, trying to cover his 'bruised' neck. Bob and wade came in the door, with their laptops, headphones, and other electronic devices. Mark greeted them and invited them to sit. He then was walking towards his room. "Come on Mark, we're going to play Mortal Kombat X!" Matt said already sitting down. Mark sighed and said he needed to use the bathroom.

         Mark washed his face and looked at himself in the mirror. His thoughts about The Irishman grew red on his face. His face was hot, and he didn't like it. "Don't think of him like that," he said, " he's my friend." He patted his face with a towel. Mark walked out the door and sat on the couch to play the fighting game.

~~ Time skip cuz ya :p~~

        After three hours of non stop gaming and making skits. Matt, Ryan, Felix, bob and wade went up to their rooms provided by Mark and requested for their privacy and doing personal business, like checking on their girlfriends. Jack/Sean,on the other hand, was on the couch, checking his twitter. Mark took another glance at him. All his focus on him. Everything faded out. Jack's/Sean's  lips puckered out. The phone glare on his face. His blue orbs moving up and down. moving his leg crossed over another. His slow breathing. His face slightly red. His thumb swiping up ever so often. His eyes wandering anxiously. His face getting redder. His breathing slightly quickened. A slightly embarrassed look on his face. 'Wait,' mark thought. Jack's/Sean's quiet yet sharply breathing, his blue eyes darting everywhere on his phone screen, his thumb sliding up and down, while his other hand in on his knee... is he looking at something else? Instagram? Facebook? YouTube? Suddenly Jack/Sean got up from the couch and walked to a guest room just across from Mark's room. Mark grew suspicious. He looked up at the stairs. No one's there at the moment, obviously in their rooms. He made his way towards the room across his.