Septiplier One-Shots! (Boyxboy)

Whatever You Do, Don't Imagine Jack Dying

Don't imagine Mark screaming and crying to doctors as they tell him they lost Sean during surgery.

Don't imagine him sitting by Jack's dead body, holding his hand as he wept into his own shaking hands.

Don't imagine Felix, Marzia, Dan, Phil and so many others, including both of their families, coming in to say goodbye to Jack and give Mark a hug.

Don't imagine Phil breaking down when they get back to London at the thought of losing Dan like Mark lost Jack and Dan having to give him a big bear hug and reassure him that he wasn't going to die.

Don't imagine Felix staring at Jack's body, weakly crying, as the realization that he just lost one of his best friends hits him and he walks over to Mark and cries into his shoulder.

Don't imagine Jack's sister walking in and hugging Mark tight.

Don't imagine Jack's father shaking Mark's hand and saying: "He was never happier then when he was with you, so I thank you. You are really an impressive man and I'm proud of my son for finding you."

Don't imagine Mark smiling gently and thanking him, proud that he made Jack's slightly homophobic father proud of their relationship.

Don't imagine Jack's funeral being a mixture of happy and funny to beautiful and slighly sad memoires.

Don't imagine both families meeting and accepting eachother.

Don't imagine Mark becoming friends with many other people.

Don't imagine him leaving last, sitting by Jack's grave.

Don't imagine him pulling out a ring box.

Don't imagine him uttering: "It wasn't meant to be like this, Jack."

Don't imagine him leaving the reception last, his tie un-done and hanging around his shoulders.

Don't imagine him feeling horrifyingly depressed and even suicidal as he drives home.

Don't imagine his lying in his cold bead, screaming into his pillow.

Don't imagine him watching some of Jack's old videos just to hear his voice.

Don't imagine him calling Felix because he wants to die.

Don't imagine Felix begging him not to, crying and screaming.

Don't imagine Mark standing up, ignoring the pleas flooding from his phone.

Don't imagine him getting his prescription pills, crying.

Don't imagine the police finding him, dead, on his bathroom floor.

Don't imagine Felix making a video where he screams at the camera, tears flooding his face, begging every suicidal person to get help.

Don't imagine him and Marzia getting into a huge fight over Felix being so depressed.

Don't imagine her walking over, hugging him and begging him get help, just like he begged his subscribers.

Just don't. It'll fuck you up.