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Markpat:
Mark never thought that those beautiful eyes would pull him into a tender love, but when he slipped his hand into Mat's he couldn't have been more mistaken.
DarkFord:
A demon couldn't love. It was impossible. That was when Wilford stood in front of him and kissed his lips gently that that lie was filled with the truth that he could.
Septiplier:
The trip to Ireland was hard. No-agonizing, because every moment that Mark couldn't spend with Jack drilled a hole deeper into his chest.
Mattiplier:
Now that Matthias had a wife, Mark's only chance to express his feelings for him were gone. As he walked away, he couldn't feel the eyes that were filled to the brim with tears that stared longingly after him.
Markimash:
"I'm sorry!" He screamed to deaf ears as the Brit walked away, keys in hand and his head low. Before he could make it to his car, he was turned around and met with the most love-filled kiss he had ever had as the words "I love you Aaron please don't leave me" were whispered against his lips.
Mattiplier:
Google has been trying to give Matthias hints about his attraction to him, including a notification sent on his phone that read "Meet Google IRL in the living room for experimental lip contact".
Septiplier:
The claws of depression were ripping at his heart before the Irish blew it away with his cheerful voice and his comforting fortress of arms.
DarkFord:
Dark remembered when it was just him and the reporter-when they nearly looked the exact same-and what they used to do behind closed doors that made him always clutch to a pillow when he drifted off, the memories so sweet that they were becoming sour.
Markimash:
Mark would never forget how the warmth in Yami's hand slowly faded away as he watched the monitor flat-line, tears rolling down his face because there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Markpat:
The rain pattered against the window as Mat lay in Mark's protective arms, staring out the window while he felt his boyfriend nuzzle his nose into his hair. Looking up, he let their lips meet in a quick peck as he said "I love you", hearing "I love you too" being mumbled after.
Septiplier?:
The hunger that gnawed at their stomachs wasn't keeping them from each other in the car as their lips met and hands trailed down and either of their bodies.
Mattiplier:
Google had never seen such a beautiful sunset before, even in Google images, but it made the moment all the more precious when he felt his owner's arms find themselves a place around his waist and warm breaths on his neck.
