Call Him Ugly// ✔️COMPLETED✔️

Fun Together

~A few weeks later~

Mark's POV

Me and Jack were laying in bed, cuddled up to each other. He was still asleep.

I protectively wrapped my arms around him. His gentle snores filled the room. I smiled.

I leaned my head back. It was cold outside. You know, sweatshirt weather. Jack was not wearing a shirt. Neither was I.

He was shivering a little. I pulled the blanket over his body that was exposed. I looked worried and sad in his sleep.

I brought him closer to me to reassure him that I'm here.

Jack's POV

-Jack's dream-

He had Sam and Tim in a corner. Mark was on the floor, dead. I was crying. He came closer to me. I was shaking and trying to scream but nothing came out. My throat was dry. He chuckled evilly and went over to Sam and Tim. They started shaking. Tim wrapped his arms protectively around Sam. He grabbed Tim. I started to scream. "LET HIM GO!! TAKE ME INSTEAD!" He didn't listen. I heard Tim scream in pain.

-end of dream-

I sprung awake. Mark looked at me with concern in his eyes. "Baby, what happened?" He asked his voice shaking.

I looked at him and smiled weakly. "It was just a dream." He brought me to his arms. "It's okay. You're safe now."

He kissed my head. I sighed happily. All of a sudden, the door bust open, revealing Sam and Tim.

Thru jumped on the bed. "Daddy! Papa!" They both said. I giggled.   "Good morning you two."  I said.

Mark giggled. "Papa? Why were you screaming 'daddy' last night? He's not your daddy."

I blushed a deep red. Mark fell back on the bed laughing. I hit him playfully. "Asshole." I mumbled to Mark.

"Ooohh papa cursed." Sammy said. Everyone was laughing except me. I playfully pouted and laid on the bed.

Sam jumped on me and giggled. I chuckled and sat up and hugged her. We all hugged. "Who wants breakfast?" Mark asks.

Sam and Tim both jumped off the bed and ran to the kitchen. I chuckled and threw the blanket off me.

"I can't believe they heard us last night." Mark chuckled. "That's because no one can resist me." Mark said smirking.

I blushed and tried to get off of the bed, but I was pulled back by Mark. I chuckled. "Markimoo I have to get up."

He wined like a baby. I giggled. I pinned him to the bed and kissed him. He kissed back.

I pulled away. "I'll beat you downstairs!" I said running out the room.

"Hey you cheater!" He shouted and got out of the bed. I saw Sammy and Tim already downstairs sitting at the table.

I smiled and walked over to the stove. Mark almost fell down the stairs. He walked over to me, catching his breath.

"What happened to mr football player?" I asked giggling. "Oh a lot happened to him. Food happened."

I chuckled. "Daddy! Someone made a song for you and papa!" Tim said excitedly.

Tim hit play. The song was called Septiplier Away. Oh yeah that's our ship name. I chuckled. Mark watched closely.

"People really do accept us." I smiled. "Yeah. We have the best fans." He came over and held my waist. He kissed my neck gently.

I giggled and finished breakfast. "Booper dooper." Mark chuckled.

I gave everyone breakfast and we all at together.

-time skip-

Mark was outside, teaching Tim how to play football. He was recording a video at the same time.

I was recording with Sam. She wanted me to die her hair a neon green like mine.

She wanted me to die her whole head. I agreed to do it. I raged at the gloves not getting on my hand. "Fookin hell!"

Sam giggled. "It's the wrong way papa." I looked at it and fixed it. "I knew that." I said sassily.

Sam was cracking up. I chuckled. After a while I finally did it. She looked beautiful with her new hair.

I looked out our big window and saw Tim tackle Mark. I giggled. "How about we go tackle them?" I asked Sammy.

She giggled. "Yeah let's do it." She put on a yellow sweater and a plaid skirt. She wore knee high socks and put her shoes on.

I put on a sweatshirt with my logo on it and we snuck outside. They didn't hear us. I ran and tackled Mark. Sam got Tim.

We were all laughing. "Run!" I yelled to Sam. We both got up and ran.

Mark's POV

"Get your sweet ass back here!" I shouted at jack and ran after him with Tim following.

We all ran to a park. I had my camera in my hand. Sam and Jack hid behind a tree. I ran towards the tree and caught jack in my arms.

"There you are you little Irish teddy bear." I kissed him everywhere. He was trying to get free. "Mark!" He cried with a thick Irish accent.

We were all giggling. We all sat by that tree. I held jack in my arms while Sam and Tim went to the swings.

"I love you." I said. "I love you too Mark."