Okay before any of you start reading, either back out now or continue reading. If you don't like it then don't read it, I don't want to see hateful comments about this because if you didn't like it in the first place then why are you here reading it?

Warnings aside, I've been really into this Septiplier ship lately and I'm almost at the point where I'll start drawing fanart of them together but in one way I don't want it to reach that far, because these two guys are real people and I adore them. I don't know a whole lot about these guys but I know enough to know how they act and who they are basically. And I know this will never happen in real life, don't hate on it because of that. I'm just having a little fun. ^^ One can only imagine right, why don't we play around with this ship like they do? :D

I don't own these guys, Mark and Jack are their own people.

Chapter 1 – A Weird Dream

Two famous YouTubers were playing an online game together, they wanted their two other friends to join but decided to play without as the other two couldn't find the time to record and play with them. They had asked other friends too but in the end they didn't mind playing a multiplayer game with just the two of them, they were great friends after all.

One of these YouTubers was more defined in the community than the other, but not by a huge margin. The other becoming popular through a shout-out by the most subscribed YouTuber and was not far behind his good friend. They had known each other for more than two years now, neither of them would even think when they first started YouTube that these two guys would become great friends, and grow so much popularity over the internet.

However, they couldn't see each other much in person, usually it would be one coming to the United States to do YouTube business, or if he's lucky it'll just be a weekend or a week at his friend's house. There wasn't much to do from Ireland, so he'd always go to the U.S to meet up with friends, but most of the time it was difficult to do because of expenses and time differences and so on.

So Markiplier and JackSepticEye played prop hunt together in a private server, Jack was winning with more than three kills so far and Mark on two deaths and one kill, the round was nearing a close but the two weren't going to stop there.

Mark was a prop this time and tried to hide underneath the bed as a small prop, but then he suddenly got stuck, he cursed out loud which caused Jack to cackle with laughter over the microphone.

"What did you do this time?" He asked while laughing still.

"Nothing, shut up!" Mark exclaimed in a panic, knowing he was screwed now.

So while Jack looked around for Mark's big mess up, Mark remained silent, Jack constantly pestered him to give him hints. Jack felt so terrible whenever there was a prop out of place but he still couldn't find it, he wished he had his and Mark's good friend Bob playing with them but on his team to help him out, unfortunately he was with his wife Mandy taking an anniversary trip for a few days. They both knew their goofy friend Wade wouldn't be as much help either, knowing how much they tease and pester him Wade wouldn't say a thing and really screw up his teammate.

"Where are you!?" Jack cried, gritting his teeth in frustration.

Mark laughed with amusement, amazed that Jack wasn't able to find his horrible hiding spot yet. But then, midway through his cackle of laughter, he paused as the door opened and Jack appeared in the same room. Jack fell silent too but smirked when he realised he was in the same room as Mark.

"You're in here aren't you?" Jack teased, grinning as he closed the door behind him, searching the room.

"No...!" The other YouTuber responded, wanting to move but he couldn't because he was stuck.

The man cursed silently more and more before Jack found his hiding spot and cracked up with laughter as he saw the prop stuck halfway through the bed. "How did you get stuck there!?"

"I didn't get stuck I was just waiting for you here in bed!" Mark explained, wanting to cover up his embarrassment of getting stuck again, while also teasing Jack at the same time.

These guys loved teasing each other about their supposed ship with each other, their fans had created the ship quite a while ago and although at first Mark and Jack felt awkward about it, and they grew accustomed to it by teasing all their fans that it was real when it really wasn't. Jack had a girlfriend and Mark wasn't looking for a relationship. Both these guys had looked up some fan art and written stories about each other but it only made them less into it and even disgust them a little, but they still used it to their advantage if he and Mark were ever seen in public or at a convention.

Jack raised an eyebrow, turning on his teasy flirty voice. "Really Mark? Are you just keeping the bed toasty warm with that hot body of yours?" He teased, chuckling afterwards.

There was a short brief of silence, maybe Jack said too much? He thought for a moment before Mark responded with laughter and a comeback.

"Yes you keep firing me up with your burning hot body it melts my skin!" Mark replied, his voice exaggerated in some parts as he stuck his tongue out slightly.

Jack then realised that they were only wasting time teasing each other and the countdown was less than five seconds, so before Mark could even realise that he was about to survive and win a round, Jack shot him down several times before his prop vanished.

"You asshole! I was about to win!" Mark cried, his hands clenched against his mouth as he gritted his teeth in the sudden loss.

A giggle of humorous laughter was heard through Mark's headphones before Mark moaned in annoyance, frustrated that he lost yet again. So now it was Jack's turn to hide, Mark sat there in silence, still ticked off by Jack beating him at the last minute, Jack grew worried of why the sudden silence but shook it aside as he found a prop to turn into and hide.

"Okay, come find me!" Jack called out, clapping his hands together as Mark was now un-blinded and allowed to look around.

Mark hummed as he searched from room to room, Jack kept a poker face on the entire time as Mark continued to wisp right past him several times, he bit his nails nervously, and worried he'd lose the round. Then, Mark turned to see a floating prop; Jack was unaware that his own prop was floating. However, Mark didn't notice this right away and continued to look around elsewhere. This caused Jack to crack up with laughter, making Mark turn around.

"What? Did you just juke me!? Where did you go!?" Mark cried, shaking his mouse around in frustration.

"Nowhere, you're just a dumb bastard that's all." The Irishman replied, grinning as he watched Mark look around his area.

His friend growled in frustration as he looked around his area yet again, but this time the floating prop caught his eye again and it was then he realised that it was Jack. "Hey wait a minute..." He said, before shooting at the prop, he heard Jack whisper 'uh oh' which made him crack up as he realised Jack said the same thing that he did when he was shot at as a prop a few times when playing with his two other friends Bob and Wade.

They both simultaneously laughed at Jack's little 'uh oh', it made them both let the memories from the other time they played prop hunt with Bob and Wade flow through, but it also made Mark tease Jack about something.

"See, you said it then I said it." Jack stated, before he reached for his glass of water.

Mark grinned as he tilted his head slightly, looking around for a prop while also finding a witty response to his friend. "You see Jack; we're made for each other." He teased, referring to their ship.

Jack sighed, thinking back to how their fans shipped the two of them together, it seemed weird why they did so, and he was actually glad in one way that people would be okay if they were gay, but they weren't. He had a girlfriend whom he has been living with for a short while now, and he knew Mark wasn't looking for anyone at the moment. They were both straight guys that the world seemed to ship them together.

"You know what I don't get?" He asked, not really expecting a response. "Why do people ship us together even though we're both straight?"

"Not gay basically?" Mark corrected, finding a good hiding spot right before Jack was un-blinded.

Jack hummed in response as he looked around for Mark, still having the thoughts as to why people shipped him and Mark together. "Basically like, what if we really were gay and together, what would people think of us then?" He wondered, trying to think of how that would work.

A sudden light blush crept across Mark's cheeks just at the thought of them being together if they really were gay. He knew he would have a lot of disappointed fan-girls if that did happen, probably a few more haters here and there, but he knew for certain that their shippers would be over the moon.

"I don't really know." Mark replied, moving around as a prop while Jack wasn't looking. "I guess some people would hate us and we'd both probably lose a lot of fan-girls and the Septiplier fans would be really happy about us finally getting together."

Jack tried to think of him and Mark being together, it disgusted him a little but at the same time imagining that he and Mark were gay and not stereotypical gay made him smile slightly. Before shaking his head in extreme denial and getting back to the game.

"I guess so, but that won't ever happen. It doesn't matter how much the shippers want it, it'll never happen. I just don't get why they do it..." Jack continued while holding a serious expression, not having found a straight answer as to why their fans shipped them together.

"I don't really know..." Mark replied with slight confusion, starting to feel awkward about the situation.

For the rest of the rounds the two remained oddly quiet about talking, worried that either one would bring up the ship again. For some reason they were starting to take the Septiplier ship more seriously than they did before, usually they would joke and tease each other about it but things got real during that conversation. The rest of the game consisted of them laughing and screaming whenever either one died, and one or two witty comebacks here and there.

Towards the end of the game, Mark told Jack to strictly not have that whole seriousness on Septiplier in his video, he felt much more uncomfortable about it than he did before for some strange reason. So they ended the game after playing one more map just for the hell of it and then they stopped voice chatting and left to start editing their recordings.

Later that night, Mark's dog Chica was resting at the foot of Mark's bed, gently chewing on one of her toys while Mark was sitting at the edge of his bed, thinking about his current relationship status. He had been single for over a year now and although as much as he joked about it to his fans he really felt lonely, even though he had Chica with him it wasn't enough, he wanted the company of another person in his home.

Ever since his friends Ryan and Matt moved out he had felt much lonelier, but he was okay with Ryan and Matt moving out after several months living with him. He loved their company, and he respected that they wanted to move out; he just wished he had someone closer than just a friend to live under the same roof as him.

He collapsed into his pillow when he realised that he wanted a new relationship, he breathed out a deep sigh, gently resting a palm against his forehead as he stared at the ceiling in deep thought. He had told people before that he wasn't looking for a relationship but now all of a sudden he was starting to yearn for that need to be loved, not by fans but by someone much closer than that. Unfortunately there was no one that fit the bill, most girls he knew were girlfriends or partners of his good friends, and some other girls were girls he wasn't interested him, and although as much as he adored his fans he didn't want to date one.

Mark decided to think about it later, his eyes starting to get drowsy as the soft squeaking from Chica's dog toy stopped and she began to fall asleep as well. So he took his glasses off and slid under the covers then drifted off to sleep.

Meanwhile in Ireland, Jack was still up, editing another reading comments video to upload for the next day. It was a little after eight and his girlfriend was out for the whole week meeting up with some other friends out of town, he felt a little lonely all by himself, but he'd always text her or reply to her tweets on Twitter when she wasn't home.

So his house was dead quiet, he wished he had a pet, or at least went back up to his old log cabin to see the family dog. He smiled at the thought before he added the last touches on the video, and deciding to take some time to himself to just watch other people's videos online until he got tired.

He flicked through the videos of people he was subscribed to, he watched a few of Felix's videos, and then the odd one here and there from some random people, he even watched a short movie in between, before turning to watch a few of Mark's videos. Then midway through watching one of his friend's videos, Jack noticed a strange recommended video on the suggestions list next to the video.

Out of curiosity, he clicked on it and he was taken to a compilation of moments he had with Mark that other people took as Septiplier moments. Some of the moments were just them playing around, in fact pretty much all of those moments were them just teasing each other. It made Jack laugh at the thought of this being considered as them being together. He started to feel weird inside once the slow romantic music started to play, that's when he stopped and decided that was it for the night. So not long later he was in bed staring at the ceiling thinking about what he was going to do tomorrow before his eyelids slowly closed and began to sleep.

That night, both Mark and Jack had the weirdest dreams, which would be making them feel different about themselves in the morning. Mark first dreamt about Chica having puppies somehow and they could repair the broken walls that Chica had chewed through, but the dream after that made him feel tingly inside.

He was sitting next to who he presumed was a lovely girl, he didn't look at her a lot as in the dream he was more focused on looking around the place he was in, he was at a club and he could clearly see that there was beer on the table, he felt confusion rise inside as he knew very well he couldn't drink, he turned to what he thought was a woman he was sitting next to, but then he saw that Jack was sitting there instead, and was sitting awfully close to him.

"J-Jack...w-why are you so close to me?" Mark asked nervously, not knowing why he was feeling bubbly inside.

Jack didn't answer, his face staring longingly into Mark's eyes before Jack leaned against Mark and pressed his lips firmly against his. By this point, Mark in one way desperately wanted to wake up from this extremely weird dream, but at the same time he wanted it to continue on forever.

Luckily, the dream ended right as Mark closed his eyes in response to the kiss; he woke up jolting his upper body upwards as he breathed heavily. He looked towards the end of the bed to see that Chica was absent; it was a second later that he knew exactly where Chica was by the sound of dog food being crunched on. Mark rubbed his face as he turned to look at the time; it was a little after 4 in the morning. His thoughts were drawn back to that extremely weird dream of him and Jack.

He had dreamt about Jack before but never in that way, he did have to admit he enjoyed the dream to an extent, but was boggled his mind was why he was enjoying the kiss Jack gave him in the dream? He decided to get up and grab a drink, while he stood at the edge of the counter, leaning slightly against it, the thoughts of the dream robbed his mind. The dream felt all so real and intimate, he couldn't shake it away from his mind, his thoughts started to run a deeper course, Mark grunted in frustration, not wanting his thoughts about the dream to consume him.

After taking one big last gulp of his water, he placed the cup in the sink and then walked steadily back into bed, shutting his eyes the second his head made contact with the pillow.

During that same time, Jack was having strange dreams about him and his girlfriend separating, he wanted to deny it because he loved her, they're even living together why would he break up with her like that, and if there is someone else, who could that someone else be? Jack thought in his dream, seeing his girlfriend packing her bags and leaving him.

"No wait! Why would I leave you!?" Jack cried, before she slammed the door on him.

It was then that Jack was turned around forcibly by a familiar friend, the man's brown eyes connecting with his with a lick of his lips and a smirk. Mark cupped Jack's chin, Jack felt all his muscles tighten and his heart beat quicken, he felt weak all of a sudden, and the way Mark stood in front of him made him feel small and unable to do anything except stare at him.

Their lips were getting closer; Jack could feel Mark's warm breath against his skin. Jack panted heavily, not wanting this to ever happen, he wanted to force Mark to get off of him but for some unknown reason he was unable to. And then without a second warning, their lips connected.

Jack screamed in terror as he woke up from his dream, recollecting his thoughts for a moment before he scrambled around in his bed looking for his phone. Once he found it, he realised it was only after midnight, he had gone to bed not long ago and already he was having extremely intense dreams. He rubbed his face as he looked around his room, letting his mind adapt to reality for a moment before he stood up, opening the curtains slightly to look out his window.

It was raining yet again, but in Ireland it almost always seemed to be cold and wet, it made him feel a little depressed and jealous of how his friends in America could house such amazing sunny warm weather compared to him. With his phone still in hand, the dream quickly came back to his thoughts, in a panic he quickly checked to see if his girlfriend was still in his contacts list and to make sure he hadn't sent her any bad messages. Jack sighed in relief as he saw that the last text he sent her was a nice little note telling her to have fun with her friends.

He flew his phone back onto the bed before looking out the window, deep in thought. Why did he dream about that, and why couldn't he control himself when Mark was inches away from his lips. He shuddered at the thought, and then assumed that he had that dream because of what he watched right before he went to sleep. So without a second thought he shrugged it off and went back to sleep.

So that's a Chapter for you, I do wanna write more but I'm not entirely sure...because this is something new, I've never written something like this before. I only wrote this because Mark and Jack have consumed my life, and I just so happened to stumble upon their ship and here I am now...

Let me know if I should continue this, I really want to but I wanna know your opinions on it. Thanks for reading! ^^