"And do you, Mark Edward Fischbach, take Sean William McLoughlin, to be your lawfully wedded husband?" "I do." ----- "Can we go somewhere cool for our honeymoon?" "Like where?" "The couch." ----- "I wonder what she's like, Mark." "Me too, Jack. We'll see her soon enough." "Do you think she'll have dimples?" "Maybe. What if her eyes match yours?" "Then I would be the happiest guy alive." ----- "PAPA! DAD TOOK MY COMPUTER MOUSE!" "Then get another one!" "HE HID ALL OF THEM!"

Love is a fragile thing, but so is the fabric of time. This story has some dark parts in it so yeah... But a lot of Septiplier!!

When Mark invites Jack over to L.A. for one of their regular charity live streams, Jack accepts the offer with a newborn excitement. When he gets there, he's greeted by three people he knows oh-so-well; Bob, Wade and the infamous Markiplier. The three begin to stream, but when Bob and Wade lose a bet and have to leave Jack and Mark alone in a room streaming, things get a little hot and heavy. (TWO-SHOT | Septiplier | Minor Smut/Lemon | BoyxBoy)

Mark and Jack have feelings for each other, but neither of them know it yet. When Jack flys to LA and stays at Mark's place, things can get...interesting. If you couldn't already tell, yes, this is a Septiplier fanfiction. Sorry if you don't like it. For those of you that do...ENJOY! ⚠ warning ⚠ for those who aren't comfortable with it: there will be smut. boyxboy