DISCLAIMER : This contains strong language and references that some readers may find offensive... like anyone reading this cares XD.

Jack. An adorable Irish-man with the voice of a thousand waterfalls all crashing down at once and the spirit of a loyal puppy. Mark. A man with the heart of an angel and a voice as soft and gruff as the scuffling sound of fallen leaves under your feet in Autumn. The two most opposite in character but most alike in heart.

They just don't know it.

Yet.

Mark sat up in bed, stretching his arms up into the air and yawning loudly. His red hair was a mess on top of his head. He checked the digital alarm clock on his bedside table which read 8:07am.

"Time to start the day..." He said to himself sarcastically and tiredly, letting himself fall backwards onto the bed again before going to put his top on which was folded sloppily over the end of his bed. After a moment of 'waking up' he decided to go and wake up his roommate, Sean or 'Jack' as Mark liked to call him. "Jack-a-boy?" Mark whispered in his deep, calm voice as he poked his head around Jack's bedroom door. "Jack?" He repeated.

Realising Jack was not in his room, Mark shrugged and left to go downstairs. Once he reached the third-to-bottom step he jumped the rest of the way down onto the linoleum flooring, his socks slightly muffling the sound of him hitting the floor.

He strided into the living room, ready to watch some TV and just relax for five minutes before getting ready and making his first video of the day, and was faced with the perky, green-haired friend he lived with sitting on the sofa.

"I would've made breakfast but I manage burn cereal so..." Jack said in his usual loud tone with a small laugh.

Mark rolled his eyes at his mate before going to sit beside him on the sofa. He tried to hide the fanboy smile that was dragging at the corners of his lips.

Jack, noticing the smile, smiled back at him,

"What's up with you?" He said, a chuckle just escaping his lips.

"Hmm?" Mark said, snapping back to reality.

"Fuckin' wierd," Jack said to him, laughing and shaking his head slightly.

"Whatever! You're the one with the fucking green hair!" Mark teased back with a grin. Jack laughed and floofed Mark's hair before stating;

"I need a coffee."

"I'll get it!" Mark replied, slapping Jack's thigh and standing up. Jack flinched slightly and a blush crept across his cheeks. Mark, not noticing the blush, walked into the kitchen to make two coffees.

When he came back into the living room trying not to spill the full mugs of coffee he was balancing, he saw Jack on his phone still sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

"A little help here?" Mark asked, clearing his throat and cocking his eyebrow at Jack. Immediately, Jack looked up and leaped off the sofa ready to catch one of the cups that was tipping over slightly.

"Oops" he laughed as he caught the mug just in time. The men were now standing face-to-face, their eyes managing to find each others. They stared for a moment. But only for a moment. Then Mark snapped out of it and went straight to sit on the sofa once more with Jack following close behind.

An awkward silence filled the house as the guys drank their coffee.

"Right!" Jack said, sharply beaking the silence, "I'm off to film . . . Something!" He said cheerfully, subtly winking at Mark before leaving him alone in the room.

"Oh, ok...?" Mark said, a little shocked from the sudden noise. After a while, he heard Jack screaming out his intro;

"TOP OF THE MORNING TO YA LADDIES...!"

He was so loud, he could have been in the room with Mark. But that was something that Mark liked about Jack. His energy.

Just then, Chica trotted into the room carrying her leash in her mouth.

"Hey biddybab!" Mark said, his cute animal voice creeping in as he called her the first thing that came into his head. "You wanna go walkies with daddy?"

He went upstairs to get changed then took Chica for a walk.

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After the walk, Mark came back into the house, breathing heavily from the workout his dog just gave him. He heard Jack, still recording a let's play.

"HOLY SHIT-BALLS IM NOT GONNA FUCKIN GET ACROSS HERE!" Jack shouted from upstairs.

From the sheer panic in Jack's voice, Mark knew exactly what Jack was playing. He was recording a video with he VR headset. Thats when Mark had an idea.

He snook up the stairs, carefull not to make too much noise, and opened Jack's door carefully. He looked at the monitor that showed exactly what Jack was seeing. He then looked at Jack and saw how he was balancing, with one foot in front of the other like he was on a tightrope. Mark looked back at the Monitor and saw that Jack was trying to cross a tiny beam that was at leats fifty foot in the air. He looked at the camera and put a finger to his lips as if to tell the viewers to be quiet before full-on pushing Jack off the beam irl.

Jack screamed as he fell and frantically took off the headset.

"What the fuck Maark?!" Jack exclaimed, panting heavily and blushing. He laughed at Mark and stood up, "Fuckin bastard..."

Mark couldn't say anything from laughing too hard, his deep chortle echoing through the house.

"Sh-shut up you'll wake the neighbours!" Jack said inbetween giggles.

"You can't say much you Irish asshole!" Mark teased, snorting with laughter.

They filmed the outro together and went to make a video for Mark's channel. They went and sat down on the sofa once again.

"So what are we playing today Mark? Cause I don't see any kind of computer games or anything" Jack said, half at Mark, half at the camera.

"Well, today I thought we could play a little game of Innuendo Bingo" he said in his deep husky tone.

"And what is that Mark?" Jack said,  srugging his shoulders dramatically and pretending he didn't know.

Mark explained the game to the camera and once they got a video up on Jack's laptop and had their mouths full of water, they pressed play.

Mark was the first to crack, opening his mouth and letting water drip down his chin as he laughed. He was closely followed by Jack spitting out the water onto the carpet.

"Thats not fair, I laughed at Mark!" Jack exclaimed.

"This is not exiting enough!" Mark said. "You didn't even reach me with your water, here we need to move closer together" he scooched closer to Jack.

"Yeah we do" Jack replied teasingly with a laugh.

They watched the next series of hilariously inappropriate clips and Mark once again was the first to laugh, this time water spurted everywhere, all over Jack's jeans. Jack then spat the water out into his hands, letting it drip onto the floor.

"What the fuck Mark? Now it looks like I've pissed myself" Jack laughed and reached over to grab a tissue to dry himself with. The tissue kept getting even damper because of his wet hands.

"I'll get that" Mark jumped in, taking another tissue and wiping the spit-water off of Jack's jeans. He briefly wiped the paper across the crotch area and as he did, he felt a large, hard bump. Jack quickly put a cushion on his lap. Mark blushed softly and looked up at Jack who was blushing madly.

"Jack?" Was all Mark could say as he realised what Jack was feeling.

"Umm... maybe we should stop here" Jack said awkwardly,  not realising the crazy blush on his face. He stood up and made for the door, only to be stopped by a hand on his arm.

Mark was sat looking up at Jack. He was, too, blushing.

"I - I can't lie to you Jack..." he said, standing up. Jack just looked at him, his eyebrows growing softer and a small smile growing on his face. "I - oh god I don't know how to say this..."

"I love you Mark!" Jack interrupted,  the smile now fully formed.

Mark didn't know how to react to this news so he just did the first thing he could thing of. He put a hand on the back of Jack's head and pulled his head towards his. Their foreheads and lips crashed together simultaneously. They kissed each other passionately for a while, stopping to take breaths every now and then. The kissing got so rough, they eventually fell onto the sofa and lay almost wrestling each other in front of the camera. They stopped and looked at each other. Jack looked down on Mark from where he was and Mark looked up at Jack from underneath.

"I'm so fucking glad you said that" Mark said, his voice heavy.

They snuggled for a while, just letting the camera roll.

Septiplier Away.

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Holy cow that was a long one ;) but they won't all be this long I promise! Unless you want that shit...

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