If Only
●Okay. So this is a challenge for me on two levels. One, I've never written a story based on real people. Two, I have a procrastination issue haha but I blame work and college. I'm gonna give this a shot and ask that you guys please let me know how this is. Also seeing as this is a story that has real people...idk how the disclaimer works or if I even need one...but I'll enclude one anyway. Id also like to say that while I love these two youtubers I dont have their uploading schedule commited to memory so if something is wrong please let me know. Ok enough rambling. I hope you enjoy!●
- I obviously don't own anything but the idea -
-Mark-
Saturdays were always the best in my opinion. It was 5 o'clock and already I had two videos up and still had energy left for another. I sighed running a hand through my faded pink hair again. People had asked me a few times if I'd ever re-dye it but I liked the sunburned blonde shade it had taken.
"I say I've earned a break."
I said to myself getting up from my chair and headed to the kitchen. It was to quiet for my liking so I grabbed my laptop on my way out the recording room door. After I placed the laptop on the counter, I loaded up YouTube and hit the shuffle button for my liked videos. I had grabbed the bread and a knife when his voice came out of the speakers.
'Of course.'
I thought laughing.
"Top of the mornin to you ladies! My name is JackSepticeye and welcome to another instalment of..."
I smiled and put the finishing touches on the peanut butter and banana sandwich in front of me. His thick Irish accent was the ultimate destroyer of silence and eardrums. These particular videos were proof.
"Haaaaappy Wheeeels!"
His voice sang with a light rough. Taking a bite, I turned just in time to see his face go into that adorable pout after failing his signature spike fall the first time. I had accepted my feelings for him a while ago but refuse to let anyone know. While fans had created the pairing themselves, he and I loved to joke about it and I thought the fanart was pretty good. Septiplier they called us.
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-Jack-
It was nearly 10 o'clock and I wasn't tired at all. Instead of sleep, I opted for my favorite game, Shadow of the Colossous. It was my down game and it gave me a break from Fall Out 4, which was a cool game but everyone needs a break.
It had also given me a chance to take my mind off a certain comment I answered in today's 'Reading Your Comments'. The Septiplier ship was definitely sailing and the thought of he and I was intriguing. If not his deep voice and humor then it was his love for everything and everyone that had captured me. Just thinking about him made me want to smile and with thoughts like that re-entering my mind I ruffled my green hair.
"Come on Jack-a-boy, titans need killin'. Put on your grr face."
I said to myself. In the back of my mind though I knew it was useless to try and ignore it. I had feelings for him and there was nothing I could do to change it. Not that I would if I could anyways.
...
-No One-
Both men wanted to keep their feelings a secret in fear the other would quit talking to them, but little did they know how the other felt. If Mark knew that he was cared for by his loud and humerous Irishman, his smile would need its own place in the Guenis book for brightness. If Jack knew that he was loved by his kind-hearted and crazy Squirrel king, he'd need a new hat to hide the red on his cheeks. Maybe one day these feelings will be known. If only the other knew.
●well? What did you guys think?●
▶As a side note (if there's anyone reading this that has read any of my other stories) I haven't forgotten nor abandoned them, I've simply been a little busy with school and work and have kind of lost my inspiration but do not fear! I have the chapters planned, just need to write. Thank you guys so much for sticking with me!◀