Kinda Angst? This was also kind of a practice to add more detail, enjoy! P.S, For those who enjoy some Egobang, Ill be uploading a Egobang new story in a couple of weeks :] (Poor Danny he's always the villain in my Septiplier stories, forgive me precious bean)

"You cheated on me with Danny!?" Jack yelled, his voice harsh in accent less soft now. The atmosphere in the room was off, Jack felt lime he was suffocating. Mark may as well have his hands around his neck draining the life from him. It would probably hurt less than the ache in his heart right now. Mark stood facing the man he loved so dearly, almost lifelessly. "I'm so sorry." He spoke and he was sorry. How could he be so stupid. Jack stared into the hazel eyes he had come to adore so much, the eyes that when every time someone asked what his favorite color was, he'd smile and say "The color of Marks eyes." Now, however, he couldn't bare to look at them. "How could you!?" The Irish man yelled, louder this time, banging his hands on Marks chest in the process. "Am I not enough for you!?" He particularly screamed, his voice broken and accent harsh.
Jack was more than enough for Mark.
"It was a mistake, I don't even know why I did it, I love you Jack."
Love, Jack despised that word now.
The green haired man stormed off, packing his stuff. He threw his belongings in a spare suitcase, not caring as he shut it furiously, nearly catching his fingers in the hinges.
"I hate you!" He spat, passing Mark.
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Ever since then, there were no collabs nor communication between the two. Whenever Wade or Bob mentioned Jack, Mark shrugged it off saying it didn't work out. Mark had built a wall of hate for himself, and for the harsh words that Jack spat, the words that cut into his soul.
Jack came to L.A. For business, at least that's what he told people. He was here for Mark. It had been three years for gods sake. He had to see him again. He wondered if he still had his pink hair and stubble. He wondered if he was happy, Jack didnt really know the meaning of 'happy' anymore. Jack tugged at his green hair, He wanted to go to Marks apartment, see if he was still there. Maybe he'd bump into him on the street. No, he had to try the old apartment that carried so many memories.

He built up the courage and knocked on the door, Behind the door where Mark and Jack once stayed happily, As Mark opened the door, All the feelings Jack had lost for Mark came rushing back. Mark seemed in shock. "Jack." The American spoke, as if trying the name out for the first time. He fell into Marks arms, sobbing. He said he wouldn't do this, and everything in Marks head screamed to push Jack away, to yell at him - Tell him the pain hes been through, yet he didn't, he wrapped his arms around the thin Irishman, particularly ingolfing him in his hug. "Come in." The red haired man said, breathlessly. Jack agreed, walking in. "What, What brings you to L.A?" Mark suppressed his anger, it melted away as soon as he stared in those ocean eyes, the eyes he once saw turn evil because of him. "You do." Mark sat down, still not believing this was happening. "I thought you hated me? I hated you for so long I..." Jack sighed, "I know. I did hate you. But I don't not anymore, I forgive you. Im sorry for those words I spat." Mark held his head in his hands. Here stood the love of his life back in the very apartment were everything fell to pieces. "I forgive you too. Im so sorry Sean." The green haired man looked away, he hadn't heard Mark say his real name in a long time. It didn't sound like poison anymore.
It seemed that after all these years, everything that had been broken, including hearts - Were healed.

Jack sat, his hands around a coffee, after taking a swig - he realized he missed everything about Mark, including his coffee.  He made it with such love, the way he made everything really. The coffee itself was the same hazel color of Marks eyes. Perhaps that's why he liked coffee so Much. The apartment he was in had such memories, The time Mark confessed, Telling him how he loved Jack so much. The time they fought sillily over Jack beating Mark in Smash bros.
The Irishman didn't notice Mark had been talking until he snapped his fingers. "Earth to Jack?" He shook his head "Sorry, What?"
"I love you." Mark said. And he did, oh god he did, he loved Jack so much and hadn't hated himself more for being an idiot all those years ago.