Between Us [Septiplier AU]

2.5

"I'd say top of the morning to ya, but it's almost two in the afternoon!"

Mark chuckled, shrugging his shoulders and crossing his arms. "That's what happens after I talk to you all night, dumbass. I go to sleep late, I'm bound to wake up late." Jack nodded as if he understood, although the gesture was sarcastic and meant to be funny. Jack forced himself not to grin when Mark smiled, the greenette putting his finger to his chin as he nodded. "Oh, okay, okay, yes. I see. I understand. Terribly sorry, Markimoo."

Mark rolled his eyes, sighing. You wouldn't believe how much he did that when he spoke to Jack. Too many to keep proper count. "Quit being a smartass. It doesn't fit you." Jack shook his head and crossed his arms way to high, just to look ridiculously sarcastic. "Nope. I think it fits me like a glove. I like watching you rolling your eyes and smile." He grinned brightly, nodding curtly. Mark only did what Jack said exactly what he'd do. Roll his eyes again and smile. He then airily chuckled. "You called me first. What do you want?"

Jack's eyes lit up like a light, his smile going from ear to ear. He pressed his palms down on his desk and leaned forward on them. He was close enough to the screen that—if it were possible—he'd be able to fall right through. But Mark was too busy looking at his smile and bright blue eyes. "I've awesome news, that's why I called. You missed the last three calls. I got lucky when you answered this one." Mark hummed. Oh well. He slept for quite some time. Guess that's what happens when you talk to the same person for hours on end.

"I got an excuse to come to America. I might get to see you, Mark! Imma be in LA. Cool, huh?"

Mark blinked at him. His eyes wide to resemble a deer caught in a pair of headlights. He blinked once more before a small smile bordered his lips. "Really? All the way from Ireland to LA? But...why?" Don't get him wrong, he'd not truly question it for anything in the world. It actually excites him. His eyes lit like stars, smile small but sincere and happy. He even got some weird tingling feeling in his stomach, and his chest kind of fluttered. But he'd still like to know why the little potato was going to be hopping on a flight and coming all the way over to California.

"My dad has a cousin that's sick in some LA hospital I think. It's close family who wanted to get out of Ireland. So they immigrated. That's what my dad still calls that." Jack chuckled, shaking his head with a soft and tender smile. "I know I'll be around the hospital most of the time...but I wasn't about to pass us the opportunity to come and see you. I'll finally get to meet you face-to-face. I'm waaaay excited! Heh, maybe too hyped..." He trailed off, rubbing his neck with a small giggle. "I just... I get so, so, so giddy and thrilled whenever I see a message from you, or hear your voice, seeing you post something...call me...I can't imagine what it'd be like to see you in person. There and for me to see in front of me. I..." The Irish lad hugged himself with a small fidget, sliding his seat back enough to squirm and kick his feet semi in the air with a squeak. "I just love you so fokin' much!"

Mark could only offer a small and warm smile. Jack looked utterly precious all happy and excited. Though Mark was completely touched he was excited over him. Truth be told, he found it hard to believe someone so much more likable than him was so moved to see him. He wondered if anyone else would ever feel the same. If only Jack just wanted to see him so badly. Maybe he just wanted to see Mark just to actually get into his pants. Only excited to see him because he has an excuse to go to his house and fuck up his feelings and then never see him again. What if that happened? Whenever Jack came, he stayed around long enough to pretend he was excited and tickled to see him, only to ditch him the last moment and act like it never happened and they never met? Dear god. Or worse. Jack would lie and pretend he cared and whenever he came to California it actually gave him excuse to cut all communication. What if he wasn't coming at all and was just trying to get Mark's hopes up?!