The Space Voyage (G/T P!Septiplier)

Fight For Humanity

A/N:  Yo! It's your boi the author here! I actually have a quick question: Would you dudes want a "special edition" thing for Nate in the Space Voyage? It wouldn't be as long as the norm, but a lot of people have actually been asking me for more of Nate- especially P!NatePat. So I though, why not put it up to you peeps and leave the question to you guys, in a poll? The poll will be here:

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As Jack walked into his room, Mark pushed on his fingers.

"I don't want to sleep!" Mark shuddered as he tried to recall his dream, but his mind drew a blank. Why can't I remember what I dreamed?

"You're exhausted, look at yerself!" Jack insisted. "You look like you're about to collapse." Mark tried closing his eyes to get rid of that dry watery sensation of feeling tired, but it didn't go away. Jack sighed and sat on the bed. "What's wrong?" Mark opened his eyes.

"Hmm?" Mark yawned. "What do you mean?" The giant's eyes narrowed.

"Don't play innocent Mark, I know you've been having nightmares." Mark's stomach dropped.

"... oh."

"I don't know what they're about, but you keep having these dreams," Jack continued, "You cry in your sleep and scream when I try to calm ya down." Mark felt a hot wave of shame wash over him. He looked away, but Jack leaned down to his eye level. "What's going on?" He asked. "What are your dreams about?" Mark bit his lip. He felt uncomfortably hot with embarrassment and shame, a bunch of negative emotions he wished he wasn't feeling.

"I-I..." Mark scratched his nape. "I dream that I'm running," he said simply. Jack's eyebrow raised.

"Running... from what?" Mark swallowed.

"U-umm..." Looking up to meet Jack's gaze, the engineer lost himself in those giant blue orbs, full of energy and genuine concern... "I dream that a giant's chasing me," he finished lamely. Jack cocked his head.

"Oh." He rubbed Mark's head. "Don't worry, I won't let anyone touch ya," he assured. "Ain't nobody gonna mess with my little buddy!" Mark smiled, but his chest still churned with emotion.

"That's good to hear," he murmured. He tried to change the topic with a yawn. "I'm really tired," he interposed. Jack smiled.

"Ok." He tossed the towel on the bed post and leaned back. Before his head hit the pillows, he turned over on his back and then let Mark rest on his chest. Mark closed his eyes and felt the covers pull over him, and he smiled a little. At least Jack doesn't think the dreams are about him. Mark felt bad about leading his friend astray like that, but it was for the best. He didn't know why these dreams plagued him, but he knew he could trust Jack. His body just needed time.

Mark didn't fall asleep immediately. He listened as the green haired giant's huge heartbeat slowed, and his breath evened out. His chest rose and fell rhythmically, making Mark sleepy. He yawned and relaxed, but there was still a small doubt nagging him from the back of his mind.

"Hey, Jack?"

"Hmm?" The sleepy surface under him rumbled. Mark opened his eyes.

"When you found my ship, you thought it was toy," he said quietly. "If you'd seen me before you realized I was from another planet, would you have treated me like a toy, or like those VR games...?" Jack didn't answer. Then he cupped his hand under Mark and sat up.