My name is Sean William McLoughlin. But my friends call me Jack. I just turned 26, and I live in Athlone, Co. Westmeath Ireland. My world is black and white. My parents have always talked about how beautiful the world is in color, and I hope someday I find my soulmate so I can see it too. I mean, I dyed my hair green a while ago, but to me it's still just a different shade of gray. Get your minds outta the gutter guys! I know you immediately went to 50 Shades of Gray. but anyway, to see if it's the one, you have to have lip-to-lip connection. Then your world will be in color until they die. My name is Mark Edward Fischbach. I am 26, and I live in LA California. I dyed my hair blue a while back, because my Mom said it contrasted my eyes wonderfully. I'm a photographer by hobby and trade, and I cant wait to see the world in color through my lens, and find the one I will love.

Jacks girlfriend just broke up with him. (Not Signe! I love and respect their real girlfriends, the girlfriend in this story is a made up character that is nothing like sweet Signe <3 just wanted to clarify that) He's heart broke, and his entire world is crumbling apart. His plans for the future are now ruined, and he looks to the one person who knows just how to make him feel better, Mark. Mark is suddenly developing feelings for Jack, and what makes matters worse is how this story awkwardly begins. This will contain heavy smut, so be warned! Enjoy~

Sean has escaped an abusive prison of a relation ship but now he is homeless and has no where to go. He finds a help wanted sign for a new club called 'paradise' that is owned by the goergous Mark.

(WARNING: IF SENSITIVE TO SAD SHIT THEN DO NOT I REPEAT, DO NOT READ THIS FANFICTION. ITS ALSO A SMUT TOO...MAYBE A BIT TOO DESCRIPTIVE.......OH WELL) Sean was a normal young adult who did YouTube and had an interest in a famous YouTuber named Markiplier for a while. They were friends obviously. He was Sean's hero, savior, rescuer, only friend. After a while with jokes, sessions, sleepovers, and skype calls, Mark wanted to surprise his friend. Since he lived in California, he would have to fly to Ireland. (no dur Shurlock! Maybe you should become Captian Obvious... =~~~= SHUT UP!!!!) Once he arrived in Ireland, things start to get interesting for the both of them. (DRAMATIZATION. AGAIN, WARNING WARNING WARNING SMUT UP AHEAD) I cover my face into my hands, blushing as read as a tomato. Biting my lip doesn't help from hiding my moans. My muscles tensed up around Mark as a loud groan of pleasure escapes my mouth. "M-mark!! I-I'm gonna-" were the last things i say before hot, steamy cum spurs out of my tip. Panting heavily, Mark slows down and leans forward, pressing his angel lips against mine. The white substance continued to river its way out, my sexy man not caring as my neck was starting to get soar. I rub my neck on the spot of where a rosy hickey Mark gave to me when we were on the couch downstairs. I let out a sigh of relief once we released from each other. "i-i love you.....M-Mark...." I say from breaking the silence between us, the dark, and the empty void of space. I meant what i said. I mean, what could go wrong? He's not going to leave me, right?