"I can do this, I can do this, I can't do this," Jack mumbled to himself, hastily pacing in front of the doorway. His crush's doorway. He was reluctant to open the door. Jack seriously didn't want to deal with the shame of being rejected. He also knows he couldn't live with the remorse of not taking the chance.
His hand hovered of the doorbell, and his other hand nervously clutched the bouquet of flowers. There were some roses, sunflowers, and most importantly, large red poppies. He took a step back, his whole body shaking with nerves. He almost didn't adhere to his plan. But suddenly, in one go, he slapped the doorbell button. He heard an annoyed grunt and the sound of feet on stairs. His body froze when he heard the door open and the voice of his crush.
"What's up Jack? I just woke up," Mark said with a loud yawn and sleepy grin. He became more alert when he noticed his hand behind his back. "What's that?"
"Mark. I'm not sure if you feel the same way, but I'd like to ask you to the dance," Jack spewed out quickly, staring bashfully in his eyes. He pulled the flowers away from his back and offered them.
"I- I... " Mark stuttered and paused. Jack's face fell. He took the flowers, "I'd love to."
Jack hugged him and Mark hugged him.
"Hey look. A double rainbow," Mark said in awe. Jack turned around, instantly seeing the rainbow. The universe was screaming at them to be together.
"I can't keep these flowers though," Mark whispered in his ear. Jack gave him a concerned look.
"Why not?" He asked with a nervous chuckle, although he wasn't happy.
"I'm allergic to poppies."
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Septiplier One Shots
FanfictionI have to write a story every week for LA (English) and I have to write a story for my quiz too. You get two stories a week! Might as well make them about septiplier! Sometimes it might focus on Mark or vise versa. Mostly Septiplier though. Enjoy!
