Septiplier Away!
"Jack?" Mark asks in his slightly muffled voice due to the crappy Skype signal.
"Yeh?" Replies Jack as he continues to peer at his game.
"The fans said we should watch that new movie. You know, Quiet Nights, before we play the game."
"Oh my golly golly gosh there's a film for that?" Mark giggles a little at Jack's cuteness.
"Yes there golly golly is! Right guys?" He peers into his webcam. He's always enjoyed filming with Jack. It just makes things so much more fun for him. Recording for his videos is great, but there's always those unsatisfying moments that he's expected to edit out. But with Jack, even the most boring parts are extremely fun.
"Haha I'm picturing all those fans screaming 'Septiktppeojh'"
"What the hell was that haha?" Mark attempts to hold his laughs in just for at least a few moments.
"I meant to say 'Septiplier Away!'" he corrects himself, "Pft, I have no idea what just happened."
"Oh well. Pick me up at eight sweetie."
"OOOooooh, I guess it's a date then."
These kinds of jokes occurred regularly when the two men filmed together. Of course, it's just for the fans. But both Jack and Mark were persistent to deny the fact that they enjoyed it.
Later on in the day, they made actual plans to meet up. Mark was staying at a hotel in Ireland to meet up with Jack. When his best friend arrived at his hotel room, he cutely giggled as Jack leaped at him humorously shouting "MARKIMOO!"
"So let's watch this movie then! I set up a camera already as the fans wanted a reaction video, is that okay?"
"Erm yeh? Wasn't that the point, otherwise why would we watch this together?" Jack blushes. He didn't want to seem harsh he just wanted to see his best friend's reaction for his own amusement.
"Oh, I meant… um… like, if you brought your own camera, you know?" Lame excuse, but it would have to do.
As Mark set up the DvD, Jack watched him in awe. His fingers locked together, for some reason he was nervous, and he began to jiggle his knees up and down faster than he thought possible. However, as soon as Mark flopped onto the sofa, things fell back to the way they were moments ago.
"HEY GUYS!"
"Top of the mornin' to ya!" Jack jokes, receiving him an adorable smirk from the man beside him.
"So as requested, we decided to watch the apparently awesome movie for the game Quiet Nights."
"Is it scary?" Jack jokingly whines and snuggles into Mark's firm arm. He can't be this cute around Mark off camera as he wouldn't have an excuse to.
"Let's hope so!" his soothing deep voice echoes around Jack's wandering mind. And before he knew it, the movie was playing.
Time had passed. The movie was not at all scary, but, for the fans they both had to fake screams and cries. It was probably more amusing for them than the viewers for that reason. At around the tenth 'jump scare', they both leaped into each-other's arms. Jack peered helplessly into Mark's eyes, and Mark looked back at him, his cheeks flushing pinker, his expression becoming more serious and his eyes becoming blurrier.
Jack neared closer. Fuck the movie, fuck the camera. All he wanted to do at that moment was kiss Mark's firm lips; to feel his warm breath against his mouth. He wanted it so bad. But Mark would never.
"Jack?" Mark's voice faded half way through his name from nervousness.
"Mark." They both gazed back into each-other's orb-like eyes. Nothing could break this moment.
"I love you." A silent gulp, a few blinks of eyelids and a very, very long few moments was all it took. All it took for a kiss. A long, meaningful, sure kiss that lasted over a minute. They felt that if they ever broke this kiss, another one would be un-doubtfully unheard of.
