Septiplier (The Jock)

The Brighter Side

Narrators POV

As mark sat in his room thinking about what could have happened, Jack stood in front of the bathroom mirror. Looking as his bruised and broken body. His eye was puffy and purple. He had scars up and down his arms from the concrete. His knees were red and throbbing. His lip was still dripping blood. But he didn't cry. He just stared as the steam from the shower fogged up the mirror. He let out a sigh before getting into the shower. The hot water burned the scars a little but soon felt heavenly. It felt like a hot massage. While he showered, mark was preparing a surprise for him. Downstairs me cooked eggs and toast. It was very easy and quick to make. He finished right before Jack finished his shower. He placed the food on the desk next to his bed. Then there was a click of the door opening. As mark looked as the door he immediately turned as red as his hair. Jack's green hair was dripping wet as beads of water ran down his face and legs. The over sized shirt barely covered his boxers. His face was a bright pink color. Mark stared in aw. "W-what are you looking at?" Jack asked. Mark quickly shook his head. "You just...look really nice without your make up on." Jack turned even more red. His face without make up was the one thing he hated the most about himself but, Mark liked it. "Uh...th-thanks." Jack said hesitantly. "Is that food?" Jack starred at the plate. 

"Ya its for you! I wanted to give you something to eat. I'd hate to send you to bed on an empty stomach." Mark laughed. Jack was surprised. "Come on, come eat!" Mark smiled. Jack giggled a little and walked over to the bed shyly. He sat down next to Mark and picked up the fork. He did want to eat in front of Mark but he was so hungry. He then took a bite. The warm soft eggs broke apart in his mouth leaving behind an amazing taste of seasonings. "Holy shit. These are amazing!" Jack exclaimed. Mark laughed as the green haired boy scarfed down the eggs and toast. "I'm happy you like them! My dad taught me how to make good eggs." Jack turned to Mark. "Where is you're dad?" He asked. Mark looked as the floor with a dark and sad face. "He uh...died." Jack gasped. "Oh my god im so sorry. I shouldn't have asked! Im such a dick!" Jack dropped his face into his hands. "No no jack its okay. You couldn't have known." Jack crossed his arms. "I never do anything right...especially tonight..." Mark didn't expect him to bring up what happened tonight. "Do you want to talk about what happened? I'm here to listen." 

Jack looked into Mark's eyes with utter sadness. "He...hurt me...hit me...and..." Jack's eyes filled with tears. "Jack...did he...rape you?" Jack bursted into tears. "Why...why did he do this?! I thought he loved me!" Mark pulled Jack close and placed his head on his chest. "Shh...shh...jack. Its okay. Its not your fault." As Jack cried Mark took him face in his hands. "Jack. You're an amazing person. You're sweet and caring. You're adorable." Mark kissed Jacks cheek. "You deserve someone who cares." He kissed his cheek again. "You're smart...and funny...and..." Mark then presssd his lips against Jacks. "...and beautiful..." Jack's tears stopped. Mark just kissed him. The most popular boy in school just kissed him. Mark leaned in again and gently pressed his lips against Jack's again. The kiss grew passionate. As they continued the kiss, jack ran his fingers through Marks fire red hair. It was soft and still a little wet from the rain. Mark took Jack's waist and pulled him closer, running his hands up and down his back. Then the kiss grew more and more intamit. Jack layed on his back and pulled mark with him by the collar of his flannel. Mark ran his hands across Jack's thighs.

 They were soft and clean from the shower. Jack then pushed Mark up and onto his back. Mark was surprised as Jack began to unbutton his shirt. He was toned and muscular. Jack began kissing Mark's neck and chest. Leaving behind hickies. Mark let out small moans as jack sucked on his neck. Mark was trying to hold back. He didn't want to take advantage of Jack while he's this vulnerable But he wanted him so bad. "J-jack..." He whispered. "Yes Mark?" Mark breath heavily. "I...i cant do this...i want you so bad but...You're in a valnerable state...i dont want to hurt you or fuck this up." Jack was surprised. "Mark. I've wanted his since the day i met you. My feelings for you have been getting worse and worse with every smile on your face...i want you. I want you now." Jack was bright red. He then leaned down and kissed his chiseled chest. He left hickies down his chest and to his V-line. Mark let out a small gasp. Then in a quick movement, shoved Jack onto the his back and threw himself on top of him. He was thrown off guard by what Mark did. Mark stuck his tongue down Jack's throut as he tugged at the shirt he was wearing. Jack wasn't scared anymore. He wasn't afraid of Mark or what he was about to do. He jusr needed him. Mark ran his hand into Jacks shorts. He was very hard. Jack just couldn't resist. He needed mark right now. But make was hiding something. He quickly stopped and sat up. Jack was confused. "Did i do something wrong?"

 He thought to himself. "Mark? Is everything alright?" Mark let out a sigh and blushed. "Well...uh..." Mark was turning red now. Jack started to think a little. "Has mark ever....even had sex?" Jack started studying marks face. "Mark." He said in a suspicious voice. Mark new jack was catching on. "Hm?" Mark was twirling his thumbs in a circle with wide eyes that darted around the room. "Are you...still a virgin?" Jack asked. Mark tensed up a little. "Well....ya...but its not just that." Jacks head cocked to the side. "No one knows that i...even like...guys. I always have but ive always been to scared to say anything." Jack felt marks anxiety build up. "And that first morning you had with your family...i was going to come out to my mom and brother...but your guy's window was opwn and i heard the way your dad spoke to you about being gay. So i froze and thought, what if my dad was still alive...would he support me? And my mom? Would she? I know my brother wouldnt care but still." Jack gelt his heart drop as mark continued. "Thats why i got so distant from you. I knew you were seeing alex. And i was too confused with my sexuality to help you. Im sorry jack...im so sorry i didnt help you sooner." Mark dropped his head into his hands. Jack sat on the bed with his hands in a tight fist ehile he looked at his own lap. Out of no where jack punched mark in the shoulder. 

"Ow! What the hell was that for!?" Mark noticed jack discomfort. "That's for making me like you so much." Mark didnt understand, then he realized' jack "like liked" him. "Listen mark. I have no idea what your world looks like, but...i want to. I want to see how you see. I never knew your dad, but what ever man raised you did a damn good job and would know it if he was here today. From what ive seen from you and your family, i KNOW your dad would love you for you. Same with you mom and your brother...and...me." Mark turned red and staired at jack with wide eyes. Jack just realized what he said "wait...shit i just said i love him." Jack thought to him self. "SHIT. FUCK. NO THATS NOT WHAT I MENT! I I I DIDNT MEAN I "LOVE LOVE" YOU! I JUST MENT I LOVE WHO YOU ARE! NOT-NOT THAT I DONT LIKE YOU! I REALLY DO I JUST-" Mark pressed his lips against jacks before he could speak anymore. "I love who you are too jack. And i like you too." Mark said while holding jacks hands. Jack couldnt speak for a second but giggled a little and kissed mark back. "Come on. We should get to bed." Jack nodded with a smile and he crawled into mark chest. He was so warm and soft and muscly. Mark kissed jacks head as the two of them fell alseep in each others arms.