Septiplier stories {COMPLETED}

Dancer Jack part 2

Marks POV

After I had gone back to practice after that little moment with Jack, I made sure to immediately add his number in my phone in case I smudged the writing. I couldn't get the smile off my face the whole time.

"Hey Fischbach where were you!?" My coach called to me and my smile almost immediately disappeared and was replaced with a look of panic, "I uh, I went to the bathroom." Was the best I could come up with.

"For half of practice!? Either you tell me where you were or I'll have to bench you from the next game due to your lack of respect for me and lack of commitment to the team." He said sternly, he has always been so strict, it's the only thing I hate about being on the football team, especially being the member he expects the most from.

"I went to go and see my friend in the dance club, I'm sorry I was gone so long I promise it won't happen again coach." I said and he nodded, "fine. But no leaving during practice unless it's an emergency, especially not to go watch some sissy's dance." He scoffed and I frowned.

"They're not sissy's, Dancing is actually a very beautiful thing and it's difficult too! It takes a lot of talent and skill! Plus this guy is amazing-" I started but he cut me off, "Guy!? Oh god it's even worse! He's probably gay." He laughed and I felt the rage inside of me growing.

"Fuck you coach! So what if he was gay there's nothing wrong with that!? And what's wrong with guys dancing anyway it takes more talent than this fucking sport does!!! I quit! I'm not going to commit to a sport where the coach is some homophobic asshole!" I screamed and stormed off before he could say another word.

I ripped my jersey over my head and threw it to the floor, making myself shirtless for awhile. (I don't know if they wear other stuff underneath but if they do just pretend they don't...)

I started walking towards the changing rooms but I bumped straight into Jack on the way, literally walking into him. He almost fell again but I managed to grab him, his hands gripped onto my shoulder and chest.

He squealed a little but looked into my eyes, once he realised he was safe he looked down a little and I saw his face redden the more he scanned over my body, I smirked and raised an eyebrow, "you like what you see Jackaboy~?" I teased him and his eyes snapped up to mine.

Somehow his face went a deeper shade of red and he gulped, "I-I, Uh, I-I'm s-sorry-" I lifted him back up cutting him off as he removed his hands from my bare skin. I secretly tensed a little without him knowing just to make my abs look even better than they usually do.

I saw his eyes wander down again and it made me feel good, I felt happy about myself that just my shirtless body could make Jack this hot and flustered. He gulped again and bit his lip before looking back up at me.

"You, uh, you have a nice body Mark... Really nice..." he mumbled almost incoherently and I chuckled a little, "thanks Jack, I'm sure you do too under that." I smirked and grabbed his hip with one hand while poking him in the stomach with my other.

He blushed again and giggled a little, "Mayyybe but not as good as that~" he flirted back as one of his fingers traced my abs. "Jack, will you go on a date with me tonight?" I asked nervously and blushed a little.

He stood up onto his tiptoes to make him basically my height before pecking me on the nose gently, "sure Markimoo, pick me up at 6" he grinned before turning and walking away.

I watched his ass as he walked away in those tight dancer leggings that sure emphasised his great ass... I grinned to myself before continuing my journey to the changing rooms.

Once I'd got home later that day it was 4:30 and I needed to get ready before texting Jack to ask his address. I quickly had a shower and dried me hair before deciding what to wear.