From The Day We Met (septipler)

CHAPTER ELEVEN

(I EDITED THIS BOOK, I'm changing it to them being in 7th grade because I felt as if they were too young. )

This Chapter Is Dedicated To StrangerThenThem I love you fren♡

Mark and Sean start to head downstairs for their walk, they reach the door, opening it, and the cool crisp morning air flowed in causing Sean to squeak, Mark couldn't help but giggle slightly. Sean nudged Mark, a bright smile on his face, cheeks slightly red from the cool air nipping at his face.

They start to walk from the doorframe onto the sidewalk.

Sean's shoulder brushed against Marks, "Hey, Mark, what's your favorite song?"

Mark looked over at sean, continuing to walk, "Goner, by Twenty One Pilots."

Sean's face brightened, "I love that song."

They continued walking, their shoulders brushing against each other ever so often, the only thing that was loud was the wind and Sean enjoyed it, it made it feel nice and wonderful. The blue sky was more cloudy than usual and the bright warm Sun was hiding cautiously behind the dark sky's clouds.

"Fall is comin' soon." Sean said quietly to himself in his Irish accent.

Mark smiled at Sean being in his own world, "It is coming soon." Mark inhaled deeply looking up at the sky, the smell of Sean linger on the sweater.

"I can't wait for fall to come, I love the beautiful colors and the the bright leafs, the way the leafs crunch under your feet," Sean said smiling brightly.

"Yeah, me too."

They soon return to Sean's home and decide just to hang out under a tree in his backyard and talk. They sat very close together.

"Mark, m-maybe we could hang at yours next time we need to work or hang out?" Sean asks, genuinely, meaning no harm.

Mark swallows hard his eyes adverting from Sean's eyes, Sean noticed the shine in his eyes go. Mark thought about the fighting and screaming of his parents, and how it's getting out of hand. "Jack, I-I, I mean I would love to have you over, b-but, I mean-"

Sean cut him off by placing his arm around Mark, he shushed him gently and quietly, "I, I didn't mean to cause you any harm, I-I'm sorry."

Mark melted away into Sean's touch and didn't say anything, he just closed his eyes and rested into Sean. Mark was shocked Sean even let him do this, Sean used to barley cope with Mark talking to him. Sean rubbed marks shoulder gently with Mark still resting into him, Sean likes this warmth, but doesnt really know why.

Mark broke the silence, his eyes still closed and him resting into Sean, "Tell me more about your life, Jack, like why you're so closed off."

Sean's gripped his hold on Marks shoulder, he did it without realising. Sean took a deep breath in the cool air filled his lungs. He didn't really wanna tell Mark, but for some reason he felt warm, content, and safe, around him. "It's because, there was this one person who I told everything to, he was amazing, nice, and sweet, and he twisted me, and broke me, he spread many rumors about me, he told my secrets and everyone hated me, they pretended to like me, talked ta' me like I was unaware of te' poison in their words of speech..." Sean sputtered out, Irish accent deep.

Mark put his hand on Sean's hand, Sean tensed up slightly still not very used to Mark's touch. "I'm sorry, I really am, Jack."

Sean only nodded leaning more into Mark when the wind blew, he was slightly cold. Mark melted into Sean's frame their bodies fitting together like a puzzle.

"How come you like this sweater so much, Jack?"

Sean rest his head on Marks shoulder, Sean's eyes glinted with sadness, Mark noticed and pulled Sean in a little closer, Sean felt fireworks go through his body when Mark pulled him closer, "You don't have to answer that Jack," Mark said, truly being sorry.

"It's okay, I will," Sean said letting the warmth of his friends body, radiate onto his own body, "I like my sweater so much because of my friend who died of cancer gave it to me..."

Mark stay silent, he felt honored yet guilty that he is wearing it. "I'm sorry."

"Its aight'"

Some silence passed and Sean's arm became tingly from the lack of circulation so he took it away from around Mark. Mark took the message the other way and took his arm back and scooted away from Sean, thinking he upset him.  Sean frowned, reading Marks body language, "My arm fell asleep," Sean moved in closer because it was chilly outside.

Mark's face went red out of embarresment, "oh," he said.

Sean just smiled and leaned deeply into Mark. He took in his friends warmth, he closed his eyes. "Mark, thank you," Sean says in a peaceful manor.
Marks smiles goofy, arm around Sean, "What do you mean? 'Thank you,?'" Mark ponders.

"You're the only one whos been here for me in a long time," Sean pronounces opening his eyes and looking into Seans deep brown ones.

Mark stares into Sean's eyes, they were laced with something Mark couldn't name, "Jack, I want you to know, that from now on, I'll always be gere for you,"

"Do you promise?" Sean asks tensing up at Marks gaze and looking down.

Mark did not have to think twice about the answer to that question, "I promise," he gathered Sean into a hug and pet his back.

Seans face got red, it could've been the cool weather nipping at his face, or simply Mark, hugging him, making him feel loved for once, he smiled softly and hugged Mark back, hiding his face in the crook of Mark's neck.  No words could express how Sean or Mark felt in this moment, no words could express how happy they felt, how they fit together, how they felt on fire.