Jack's mother walked back out to the kitchen.
"So, what happened?" Mark's father asked.
"He didn't sleep well last night," Jack's mother told him. He nodded. Mark noticed something off about Jack. He also noticed that Jack has been hiding his sketch book from him. Mark sighed and head up to Jack's bedroom.
Why is he hiding again? Mark asked himself. He looks around the room but found nothing. Geez, he has it hidden really good, Mark thought.
Mark sighed and left the room. He head to his parent's room and saw Jack rolling around and groan in pain. Mark walks over and shakes Jack a bit.
"Hey Jack," Mark said. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," Jack said in pain. Mark didn't believe Jack. Mark sat on the bed and looked at Jack's baby blue eyes. "Tell me what's wrong."
Jack shakes his head and looked away.
"Please," Mark begged. Jack still shakes his head but groans in pain. Mark could tell the problem. "It looks like you're in pain, do you want medicine to help it?"
"Medicine can't help this type of pain," Jack told him. Mark nodded. "So, why did you wake me up, can't have fun without me?"
Mark blushed and nodded. Jack giggled and got out of bed.
"Well com'on let's play," Jack said as he took Mark's hand and ran up to his bedroom. Mark notice red stains on the back of Jack's shirt. Jack grabbed another shirt and took off the bloody shirt, facing Mark. Mark blushed when he saw Jack's bare chest.
Jack quickly slip on another shirt and sat down on his bed. "So, what's up?"
"Oh, nothing much," Mark said. "Just got bored." Jack smiled. Mark grabbed Jack's hand and head to his room. Both boys sat down and played some video games.
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My Irish Brother Is An Artist (Septiplier)
FanfictionMark lives with his father who is very wealthy beacause he a king. Mark's father met Jack's mother and is getting marry. Jack is an artist and sometimes hides his personal drawings. What will happen when Mark finds Jack's personal drawings?
