Me and Septiplier | Septiplier x Antiseptiplier x Reader

Hangover

You wake up in a kingsized bed. The covers are done neatly over you. A feeling of being a bit royalty rushes over you as you let a little cheeky smile show on your lips, as you sit up.

As you do so, a sickening feeling fills your whole body. You make a weird movement before leaning over to the side of the bed and throw up on the floor.

"Is someone here?....." you say out in the room with hesitation in your voice. "Sean!....." you call out cause you don't want Mark to see you like this.

When you think about it, you don't want any of them to see you like this, sick, weak and just helpless. This isn't how you normally are. You're never sick, you're strong and help others when you can and now that you ask for help you feel bad cause it's normally what YOU do.

The door in the opposite end of the room opens carefully and Sean steps in. "Are you alri..... Oh god...." he says as he starts gagging. "Give me a second" he says hold up at hand to either cover his face or just something to... Yeah.....

"Let me just get someone who is not me....." he says as he goes out almost green in his face. "No!...." you call out right before leaning to the side again to throw up even more.

Not long after Sean have left the room a red haired, muscular male with tan skin steps into the room. "Are you okay...." Mark's soft voice ask.

You look up and wipe away some puke and just nod as your eyes are glazed over after the uncomfortable feeling of all the liquor and whatever is left of the food you ate last night coming up again.

"Oh... My poor little biscuit...." he says and crawls onto the bed and over to you. "It'll be better tomorrow" his sweet, calm and deep voice sounds like they finest melody you've ever listened to.

He kisses your forehead and is about to leave. "No!" You kinda yell out and grabs his arm. For a moment you just stare at each other.

You look down in embarrassment, still holding on to him. "Will you please stay?" You ask him with hesitant, as you fear that you'll be rejected. You hear a little giggle from him and feel his weight behind you.

"Of course" you hear him say behind you as he lays his arms around you.

His breathing gets more and more heavy. You think he have fallen asleep. "I love you....." you quietly whisper under your own breathe.

"I love you too....." you suddenly hear him whisper. You feel your face heating up and you hide your head in his arms. "Shut up" you just say, muffled cause Mark's arms tight hold of you. "Cutie" you just hear him say before you start to feel dizzy again.

"Mark..... I'm not feeling to we......" is all you get out before you throw up into the bed. "I'm sorry....." you say as you tear up. Mark already sits up and look at you.

"Jack!" He yells out. You hear a distant yes. "Get a bucket and a towel!" Mark yells again. Your headache is getting worse. You really hate hangovers.