Morning in LA and day five of Sean's visit. Mark and Sean slept together last night again, this time it felt more natural. Like it should just happen. Now, 10 AM, Mark and Sean sit at the table in Mark's kitchen/dining room. They are discussing today's video when suddenly, a knock came from the door.

"Who the bloody hell could that be?"

"No idea. Better go look."

Mark gets up and walk over to his front door. Through the foggy glass of the window he sees the silhouette. When Mark opens the door, Wade is standing on his patio.

"Wade?!"

"Hey Mark! I heard Felix was in town so I came over as well to see everyone. I had some free time."

Mark scowled a moment, then relaxed. He hadn't seen Wade in quite some time. Plus, he would have eventually found out so, might as well get it out of the way.

"Well it's good to see you Wade. Come on in."

Mark brought Wade inside and to the table where Sean was still sitting.

"Hey Jack."

"Hey Wade, long time no see."

The three friends sit down at the table now.

"Well, guess our recording plans will have to change now."

"Yeah, way ta go Wade."

Sean joked at Wade as they normally do. Mean with a smile and meant with love.

"Oh you guys can still record, I'll just sit out and wait till you're done."

"But that would be rude."

Sean, Mark, and Wade sat and thought a moment.

"We'll just do a vlog. Then we can all be in there. Besides, it'll be a shorter shoot than a game and a nice break from gaming."

"A break from gaming? Ye sure you're Markiplier?"

"Ha-ha. Funny Sean."

The trio get together and go for a walk. About half way through, Mark pulls out his phone and records a vlog. He talks about having Sean over and how Felix and now Wade stopped by. The recording wound up being roughly half an hour in multiple shorter recordings. Back at the house the Tubers get to work putting the videos on Mark's computer and putting the clips together and doing final editing. At noon the vide is finished and posted.

After putting the video up the group sits in the living room and starts playing a game. After ten minutes of laughter and just bull shitting around, Wade brigs up his texts from yesterday.

"How come you never replied to my messages Mark?"

"Oh, sorry about that. Got real busy with recording."

Mark lied of course but Wade believed it and Sean sat silently while Mark handled the question.

"Oh okay then. But is it true? Are you two together?"

"Where did you hear that from anyway?"

"Oh Felix texted me about it."

Mark pauses the game abruptly and sighs.

"Fook Mark. I was actually doing good."

"Figures Felix was behind it."

"Well?"

Mark looked over to Sean who just shrugged an grinned. Looking back at Wade he figures that it might as well be said.

"Yeah. Septiplier is away."

"No way! Good for you too. But I could have sworn you two were straight."

"Well, I didn't want things to get awkward for everyone."

"And I dunno what happened. Guess Mark made me gay."

"Well either way, it clearly isn't making things awkward so far, and I doubt it could mess anything up between everyone. We've all been friends too long for that."

Wade was surprisingly reassuring for how he normally butchers the English language and doesn't make sense.

"Thanks bro."

After a while longer of hanging out, gaming, and doofing around, Wade decides to head out and catch up with Felix. Sean and Mark bid their farewells and when Wade leaves, they are alone once again. The Tubers go back to gaming for a while. At four pm they stop.

"Well, I'm hungry. What's on teh menu for tonight?"

"Suppose it is about time to start cooking up something. You stay here and I'll get cooking."

"Better set up a barricade for when ye blow us up."

"Very funny."

Sean chuckles and Mark walks into the kitchen. Sean watches a movie and listens to the clang and clutter of Mark preparing this mystery meal. Sean put on a comedy movie Mark owned. After getting about half way into the film Mark walks in with a plate of food and hands it to the green haired Irishman. On it is a mound of rice, a few dumplings, and a crispy skinned chicken breast.

"well look at that. I snagged me up a chef."

"Better not praise me till you taste."

Mark walks back out and gets himself a plate of the food. When he comes back out Sean has eaten half the chicken and is popping a dumpling into his mouth.

"So, how is it?"

"It's really good. Like I said, snagged me a chef."

Mark smiles and eats his food, watching the rest of the movie Sean had put on. Now and then the two broke from eating to laugh at something that happened. When done eating and the movie has ended, Mark and Sean put away their plates and take care of the leftover food. While Sean is rinsing his plate and his back is turned Mark comes up behind him and grabs his waist, his body against the unsususpecting Tubers back. Sean blushes a deep shade of red and his eyes become wide.

"C-can I help you?"

Mark works his thumbs under his shirt and runs his hands halfway up Sean's sides.

"What's with all this?"

"I'm just happy that things are working out is all."

Mark rests his forehead on the back of Sean's. His hot breath beating against the nape of Sean's neck.

"Seems like yer trying ta get something started more like it."

"Would that be such a bad things?"

Marks bends down further and kisses Sean's neck. A slight moan comes from the helpless Tuber. Sean wasn't used to this, but he was lost in Mark's embrace and didn't want a way out. A small shriek escapes Sean as he is whipped around and with no chance to regain, Mark kisses him passionately. Everything a blur, and with a loss in motor skills, Sean just melts and falls limp in Mark's arms.

Mark picks up Sean and carries him down the hall and into his room. Sean looks up at Mark and is met with a cheeky grin. Mark plops Sean on the bed. Mark removes his shirt, months of rock wall climbing showed in his chest and abs. Sean lay silent and blushing even harder than he had been in the kitchen.

"Are you okay with this?"

Sean said nothing, in a daze from all that was happening. Without speaking, he nods his head to Mark. Mark lunges down over top Sean who was now pinned down between Mark and the mattress. The rd haired Tuber runs a hand under Sean's shirt and stops at his chest. Just feeling his skin, just feeling him in a way he had only dreamed about only a week ago. Sean looks away, feeling shy and a little embarrassed. Mark smiles and sits back.

"So am I the only one who is gonna show some skin?"

Sean looks back up at Mark and slowly removes his shirt. When his torso is bare, Mark leans down and kisses the middle of Sean's chest. Sean has to bite his lip to silence himself. The two are now lost to the world. in a world that is all their own, they become their own time lords, and in that instance, they had forever between them. A flurry of requited love and pent up passion burst forward and the Tubers fell to each other. Intimacy held them close and it's grip was tight. The feeling was indescribable. It was something never thought to be outside of fanfictions and fanart, but here, it was happening. Tangible, all laid out in the dimly lit room, only so by the setting sun.

After it was all done, after all the things that had only been thought to stay dreams had become reality, Mark and Sean lay with each other in embrace. Sean was turned sideways, his head on Mark's chest and legs wrapped round the heart throb's own.

"So, that wasn't weird for you?"

"Not at all. It was amazing."

"I'm glad it was good for you too but that's not what I meant."

Sean chuckles and looks up from his position at Mark.

"When ye told me how ye felt I never woulda thought that this would happen, especially within the same week. But I don't regret it. Not at all."

Mark smiles and leans up kissing Sean sweetly. Now only eight pm the two lay silent with each other and drift into sleep.