Games//septiplier//

6

A/N
Guys....make sure you gets ure holy water and bleach cause the next time there's gnna be smut I'm writing it. *evil laugh*

Mkay, enjoy this fluffy chapter while you can. :D

Marks POV

I had woken up on the floor with Jack in my arms, smiling at the memory of last night.

As I was watching the Irishman sleeping peacefully in my arms (not creepy at all mark), I thought to myself.

'What are we now?..... I mean, we haven't gone on a date nor officially asked eachother other out...'

After drowning in my thoughts for a while with my brows knitted together, I lifted my finger and poked Jack's nose.

He scrunched up his adorable nose and stirred in his sleep.

I poked him again, but in between his eyebrows. He furrowed his eyebrows and opened one of his beautiful blue eyes.

"There's the blue eyes I oh so missed" he stared at me with his one eye open for a few seconds, stuck out his tongue, and closed his eye again.

So just to be an ass, I grabbed his sides and slowly moved my fingers in attempt to make him laugh. Jack squeezed his eyes really tight and bit his lip, in order to keep himself from laughing.

I tickled him even harder than before making the small Irishman burst out laughing as if he had just seen someone trip and fall on the sidewalk, falling face first onto the ground.

"OKAY, I'M UP YE BASTARD!!" he says continuing to laugh.

I stop tickling him when he looks as if he was about to shit himself and look him into his glorious blue eyes that make me swoon every time.

"Good morning Jackaboi"

"Top of da morning to ya Markimoo"

"So what you wanna do today? We can do anything you'd like" He thought for a while. Then he gasped

"Lets go to the park and be wee lil bastards" I gave him a confuzled look.

"I mean let's go be kids ya dingus"

"Oh ok, but we gotta get dressed first." I say as he notices that we're both in our boxers.

"Why can we go like this?"

"Cause I'm the only one who can see ye bare arse" I say in my best Irish accent as I get up off the floor.

"Mark...." he looks at me with his innocent ocean blue eyes.

"Hmm"

"That was horrible" he says laughing.

"Shut up ya meanie"I cross my arms and playfully pout making Jack laugh. He gets up and heads toward the doorway.

"Nice ass you got there, Jackaboy" I say smirking.

He struts to the doorway, stops with a pose and looks back at me.

"Like what ya see?" he wiggled his hips a little.

"Oh, you bet your ass I do" I bite my lip looking him up and down, making him giggle.

After he leaves the room I get my lazy behind up and walk to my closet.

I open the door and stand there with one hand on my hip and one on my chin. (Oml I do this all the time. xD )

After blankly staring at my closet for a while I grab my green tank top and some dark blue jeans and put them on.

Jack's POV