Danti ( Anti Septiplier ) - One Shots

Antiseptiplier One Shot - 15

No One's POV.
"Jack, are we done yet?" Anti whined as Jack yanked him over to another section of the store, causing slight pain to form in his left arm. "Almost, I still need to get Mark a Valentines Day present. Then you can go do whatever," Jack replied in slight annoyance but, it quickly faded when his eyes locked onto the earring display. Anti sighed as he stood impatiently, "I don't know why you humans enjoy this holiday so much, it's not even that special," Jack then instantly turned around and glared at the demon. "Oh shut it Anti! We love this holiday because it's a day to celebrate love, at least we actually have feelings. All you demons tend to do is collect souls, aka murder people, so how would you know what it's like to love?!" Jack now screeched at Anti and some passing people even stared before quickly walking away.

Anti's black eyes stared at Jack in surprise for a moment before he calmly crossed his arms. "Anti don't, I didn't-" Jack began but, Anti was already gone. The demon had disappeared from his original spot and left Jack to stand there growing guilt. Anti hadn't shown the weakness that Jack struck him with his words but, the Irish man knew he'd made a mistake.

After buying a pair of diamond studs from the jeweler, Jack quickly began to search for the demon who had vanished less than ten minutes ago. Jack felt like screaming his name but thought secondly of it when he noticed how many people were actually in the store. Sighing and running a hand through his newly dyed hair, Jack pulled his phone out to call Mark. "Hey Mark is A-" Jack couldn't even finish a sentence when Dark screamed through the speaker, "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" Dark's voice was full of anger and hatred toward Jack at the moment, not to mention that Mark was even too terrified to try taking his phone back.

Jack winced at the noise and attempted to answer but Dark just continued to scream, "HE WON'T EVEN COME OUT OF THE FUCKING ATTIC! WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Then, a few seconds later, Mark's calming voice came from the background, "Dark, calm down and let me have the phone," Dark surprisingly obliged, letting Mark now speak to the now slightly deaf Jack.

"Jack, what happened? Dark said you two were at the store but, then Anti suddenly appeared here and stormed up to his room," Mark said as he watched Dark knock on the attic door lightly. "I was stupid, Mark. It's all my fucking fault he's upset," Jack began with great stress, "I basically told him demons didn't have feelings," The words caused Mark to become speechless and terror forming when he saw the deadly look in Dark's eyes. "Jack, why would you say that?" Mark asked before shaking his head when Dark tried to take the phone again.

Anti's POV.
I sat there on my black sheeted bed and allowed the black water run down my cold skin. "Who does he think he is? Acting like he knows everything about demons..." I whispered in my now shaking voice as my throat began to tighten more and more. "Anti, can you let me in?" I heard Dark ask from the door of my room. The attic was cold and gloomy, which was the perfect place for me. I breathed in deeply and felt the pressure in my throat subside. Then, quickly I wiped away the hell-awful tears and made my way to the door. It was locked and was the only thing that hid me from Dark's sight.

"No, Dark. Just leave me alone!" I demanded, now stepping back from the wooden object and turning away to head back to my bed. Before I even got passed my bookshelf, Dark had appeared from smoke behind me. "Dark, I said to leave me alo-" I was about to say as I felt Dark pull me into a kiss. My eyes widened at his sudden action but, found myself leaning in and kissing him back.

Pulling away gently, Dark looked at me with a small smile, which was a rarity to get from him. "Thank you, Dark," I said and gave a smile back, hugging him with my head buried in his chest. "So, wanna go to Mad Cry's rave in the woods for the weekend? I've already packed and picked a cabin," Dark suggested as he rested his hands on my smaller hips. "Sure, Darky, I'd love to," I said and pecked Dark's lips once more before beginning to stuff a dark blue duffle bag with clothes and such.

Jack's POV.
I pulled into the driveway and entered the house. "Hey Jack, Dark got into the attic but, it's empty now. Where do you think they could've gone?" Mark asked in slight worry, which he usually hid when it came to the two demons being 'missing'. I sighed out in frustration and shook my head before answering, "I don't know. I just feel so g*d awful about this. My anger just rose and I just popped,"

Once I had explained, Mark gave me a concerned look but it faded away and he hugged me. "So, wanna go see a movie at the cinema?" I asked Mark. "The 'cinema'? Geez, is that what you potato people call it?" Mark asked with a chuckle. "Oh shut up and say yes," I demanded playfully as I crossed my arms at him. "Fine, yes I'll go with you. What movie do ya wanna see?" Mark asked, grabbing his coat before we both went out to the car. "How about 'Deadpool 2'?" I suggested as I unlocked the car door and climbed in.

Mark sat in the passenger seat beside me and smiled at me. "What?" I asked as I smiled back at him. "I love you~" Mark cooed at me and pecked my lips. "I love you too~" I cooed back, starting the car and pulling out of the driveway to travel down the street.

Dark's POV.
"Darky, I'm tired. I wanna go to beddy-byes," Anti said childishly as he yawned and leaned on me tiredly. Giving a small smile, I suggested softly, "Alright baby, how about we go rent a room at a hotel?" I saw him smile, eyes closed lightly, and nodded in approval. "You know, you say 'room' just like Mark," Anti pointed out as I carried him, like a bride, to someone's Ferrari. "So? Not everyone says the same word in the same way," I defended and laid Anti on the trunk of the car before busting the driver side window.

Picking him up again, I placed him in the passenger seat and drove off quickly. Anti groaned in his seat and shifted around to get comfortable. "Don't fall asleep yet, I'm not carrying you into the hotel," I said, getting a low grunt in disapproval.

No One's POV.
Jack heard Mark chuckle when they entered the dark theater room. "What?" Jack asked Mark as he held a large bucket full of extra buttered popcorn and a large Sprite to share between them. "Your hair," Mark pointed at Jack's head and snickered lightly at it, seeing some people look at the Irish man. "Just come and watch the movie," Jack said with a smile, walking to choose their seats.

As if by instinct, Mark grabbed Jack's hand once they sat down. The Irish man grinned at Mark, laying his head on the taller male's shoulder and happily watching the trailers for new upcoming movies.

Meanwhile, Anti and Dark had fallen asleep in each other's arms. Cold skin becoming warmer with the growing body heat. They were at peace for the moment and would most likely skin the maid that will wake them up in the morning at an unruly time.

. . . The End . . .