Septiplier One Shots

Lazy Morning (Fluff)

Basic Story: The morning starts off with the sound of rain, and sets the mood of being lazy for Mark and Jack.

Warnings: Y'all get cuteness since I broke your hearts in the last one shot

While reading this its best to listen to rain sound effects with thunder or something and it really helps 030

[Mark's Pov]

I slowly opened my eyes, the sun wasn't shining through the window, so my eyes didn't get hurt. I lazily sat up and swung my legs over the bed, wondering where Jack was and why he wasn't laid in bed next to me.

I looked at the window and saw raindrops hitting the ground, the sky dull and grey. I stood up and rubbed my eyes, floofing my hair up and running my fingers through it. Today was gonna be a lazy day.

I walked downstairs, not bothering to take my Markiplier logo pyjamas off and get changed. I heard the kettle going off, and saw the steam rising from it as I walked to the kitchen.

Jack was stood in his boxers, my flannel covering his arms and shoulders as well as part of his chest. I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his body, resting my head on his shoulder. "Morning cutie." I said in a tired, deep voice that I knew he loved. He chuckled and rested his head on mine, pouring the water into his cup. "Morning sexy." He replied.

I raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Is that my name now?" I asked. "Yeah. Hottie too." I let out a small laugh and let go of him, standing back a little as he finished making his coffee. He turned around and put his arms over my shoulders, facing me with a smile I couldn't forget.

"It may be raining, but ye can still brighten up my day." He said, his cheeks turning red. My smile grew and I put my arms to his back, sliding them down and resting them on the hem of his boxers. "Glad to hear it." I told him. "But it's you who's my sunshine."

I stared into his eyes, I still couldn't believe how beautiful they were. It was like looking at the ocean, or the sky on a perfect day. Jack stared back into mine, even though I found them a bit dull being the brown colour they were.

We stared into each other's eyes, listening to the rain that hit against the windows and the ground. "Sorry about stealin' ya flannel." He finally spoke. "It was the first thing I found since it was flung across the room and on the floor." He raised an eyebrow and smirked, hinting to events from last night.

"You wanted to see me shirtless, of course I was gonna quickly throw it." I told him with a chuckle. "True." He said, looking at my lips with want. "Didn't you get enough kisses last night?" I asked, getting his attention back up to my eyes.

He shrugged his shoulder and looked back down, starting to lean towards me more. I gave in and leaned towards him too, our lips eventually connecting. I moved my lips in sync with his, slowly and gently. They felt so soft and perfect, making me smile as he kissed back more.

Suddenly we heard the sound of thunder, making Jack jolt slightly and making our lips separate. We both looked to the window and saw how heavy the rain really was. Jack kept looking out while I turned and faced him, I could see how scared he looked.

"Hey..." I started to say, pulling him closer to my chest and moving one hand to his hair. "...it's okay." I told him, running my fingers through his hair and rubbing his bare back. "I'm just a bit shaken up is all." He said with a worried voice. "It's not gonna hurt you, I'm here remember?" I told him.

I pulled away and looked into his eyes. "I'm glad you don't treat me like a baby. Most people would think it's childish to be scared of thunder." He told me with a saddened look. "Of course I wouldn't treat you like that, it's nothing to be embarrassed of." I said with a smile.

I looked over at the sofa through the kitchen door, looking back to Jack. "Wanna chillax on the sofa?" I asked, letting my hands slide away from him. "'Chillax'?" He repeated with a chuckle. "What's wrong with that word?" I asked laughing, starting to walk into the living room.

I walked to the sofa and sat down, patting the seat next to me for him to sit there. He smiled and sat down, resting his head on my shoulder and closing his eyes. I put my arm over him, smiling at how cute he looked. "Still tired?" I asked, rubbing up and down his side. He nodded as his breathing slowed and calmed down, along with mine.

"Jack." I spoke up. "Hm?" He murmured, too tired to even speak. "You left your coffee in the kitchen." I told him with a chuckle. He groaned but didn't get up, instead he told me he couldn't be bothered to get it, and went to go to sleep.

Before I closed my eyes, I simply looked down at him, noticing every small detail of his looks and admiring them. I found it oddly adorable seeing him asleep, so I watched him for a while before leaning my head back, and closing my eyes.

I loved him so much.