Just Let Me Sleep
:Septiplier au tickle fic
“Uh, Finally, we're home.” Jack remarked with an exasperated sigh. “Yeah, its been a long day huh.” Mark put his arm around Jack and they both walked into their home.
Mark and Jack had been out since 4:00 in the morning for a livestream with the Game Grumps, and finally at 3pm they were finally able to come home and relax.
When they entered the door they were welcomed by an excited Chica, she jumped up on them and ran around, you could tell she had a lot more energy than the two exhausted men. Mark kneeled down and started patting her but Jack was way too tired, this was quite strange as Jack was usually full of life and energy but now all he wanted to do was sleep.
He started staggering towards the bedroom, not wanting to be pulled into anything else that included him being awake, but his boyfriend picked up on that.
“Jack, where ya going?”
“I'm going to have a quick nap.”
“Really? You?” Mark was very confused, Jack was never tired enough to have a nap.
“Yes, me. We've been up since 4 and I am really tired.”
“Are you kidding me? Come on, lets watch a movie together.” Mark badly wanted to have some time together because of how busy they have been lately, he missed having his boyfriend around, they have just been in their offices all day making videos and they hardly saw each other. This was their only chance to do something together.
“Not now Mark, maybe later.”
“Really, you don't want to spend time with me, your boyfriend, who loves you very much.?”
“Mark I....”
“I am quite offended, I thought you cared for me.” Mark was trying to be funny, Jack could tell, and he was too tired to have a laugh with Mark, so tried keeping a straight face and get to bed.
“We can watch a movie later but please let me sleep.” he looked at Mark, with a pleading look, but he could have maybe looked like he was angry, he couldn't tell, he was just to tired to make the effort.
“Fine, I’ll just sit here, alone, waiting, for my boyfriend to love me again.” He started fake crying, still trying to be funny, Jack just turned around and continued walking towards their bedroom.
Mark could see how hard Jack was trying to not laugh at his shenanigans, he usually did. Jack was annoyed, he got very annoyed when he was tired and Mark doesn't like it, he loves Jack's laugh, who wouldn't. They only way to cure Jack's tiredness and make him feel less annoyed was to get him to laugh and that is what Mark was trying to do. He didn't really mind that Jack wanted to sleep, he wanted to too, but he didn't want Jack to wake up all groggy and annoyed, so he pondered on what to do. Soon an idea popped into his head and an evil grin formed on his face.
He opened the door to the bedroom, bringing Chica in with him. She ran and Jumped onto the bed where a lying Jackaboy was trying to sleep.
“Mark, go away.”
“You can't kick me out of our own bedroom, we share it.” Mark said in a playful tone.
He walked over to the side of the bed Jack was on and kneeled down so he was face to face with him. Jack had a bothered look on his face, Mark had a mischievous grin on his face.
“You need to stop being angry Jack.”
“I'm not angry.”
“Well, you are definitely pouting like a little child, but I know how to fix that you know.”
Jack turned to face the other way.
“Well it looks like you've left me with no choice.”
Mark hopped onto Jack, straddling him down, Jack groaned, too tired to react.
“Hm, this patient seems to be suffering from tantrumitis, and the only way to cure it is to tickle it out of him.”
Jack's eyes opened wide with dread. Mark started to poke at his ribs, making jack squeak and giggle.
“Please Mark, not now.”
“Too late.” Mark attacked at his ribs and started spidering all over them. Jack burst out laughing, he tried holding his breath but he just couldn't, he couldn't help but laugh.
“Plehehehehehhehehehehhheheheahhahahahhss Nahahahhahahhahhahahha.”
“Your not cured yet, we must continue.” Mark whispered into Jack's ear, making his breath very tickly.
Jack was trying to push Mark off him and that allowed Mak to sneak his tickling hands into his armpits.
“Mahahahahhahahahahahahhahhahaharrrk Nahahahahhahahahahhahahahahha.”
“What is it Jack.”
“Ihiihihihiihihihihihihihihtt Tihihihihihihihhihiihicklesss.”
“That's kinda the point, you know laughter is the best medicine when someone is feeling annoyed.”
Mark squeezed and wriggled his fingers under Jack's arms, making Jack squirm, he then chose to move his right hand down to Jack's side, as soon as he did so, Jack went 3 octaves higher.
“Nahahahahahhahahahahahhahahah Plehehehehehehhahahahhahss Stahahahahahhahahahhaaap.”
“Not going to happen, not until you feel 100% better, you still have tantrumitis.”
“Noohohhoohhoohooh ihihihihih dohohohohohohoonnntt.”
“Yes you do, I can tell.”
With one hand, Mark continued to tickle Jack's side and with the other he pulled up Jack's shirt and started tickling his helpless belly, which made Jack writhe around.
“Gaahahhahahhahahahhahahahhahhahadd Mahahahahahahahahhahhahaharrk.”
“Hm, still not good enough... oh, I know what to do.” Mark leant down and started nibbling at Jack's belly button, which made Jack go ballistic.
“Hahahahahahahahhahahah Nahahahahhahahahahah.”
“You taste nice.”
“Fuhuhuuhuhuhuuhuhuuhuhuhucck Yohoohohohohohohhuhuhuh.”
Mark was now skittering, squeezing and spidering all over Jack's side and nibbled at his belly. Jack's face was now turning red and his arms were flailing all over the place, he couldn't do anything in this situation.
“Staahahhahahahahhahahhahahahhahahap Plehhehehehehhhahahhahahshsh.”
“One more thing should do the trick, and then you should be all better.”
“Noohohohohohohohoohohooho Juuhuuhuhuhuhuhuhuhusst Lehehhheheheheehehttt Mehhehehehheheheheheh Sleehehehehhehehehhehepp.”
“Not yet.” Mark stated, poking at his side.
Mark put his lips on his belly, Jack's eyes widened, he knew what was coming. Mark took a huge breath in and then blew a huge raspberry.
“NAHAHAHAHAHHHAHHAHAHAHA GAAHAHHAAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHHD.” Jack squealed with laughter at the sensation. He threw his head back and arched his back, his voice was so high pitched that Chica started barking along with him.
Jack panted, still giggling as Mark was planting a few kisses on his bare stomach. A stupid grin was plastered on his face.
After some panting and giggling, Jack was finally able to speak.
“Hey Mark.”
“What is it?”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
In a matter of seconds, Jack and Mark were fast asleep, with Chica snoozing along side of them.