**So, I started this fanfiction account specifically for Little!Mark. But I also love the occasionally Little!Jack, and maybe Little!Grumps. Those are the main youtubers I watch, to be honest. I hope you enjoy!**

**Also, I got this idea from one of my favourite blogs on tumblr. Abdliplier. If you don't know them, you should definitely go and check them out :D Now, onto the story!**

Mark could not believe it. This could not be happening to him. He just happened to walk into the house that he shared with Ryan and Matt, and saw a familiar box being rummaged through by Matt, causing his whole face to instantly drain of blood.

He knew that box. He thought he had hidden it well enough. And now...the two males knew his secret, and he was crushed.

Ryan and Matt had found his box of Little stuff.

Everything from his pacifiers to his teddies and even his pull-ups, they had found it all.

He was suddenly regretting going out to lunch with Matthias now, as he watched Matt continue to go through it, seeming frozen to his spot. Tears came to his eyes but he weakly blinked them back as he carefully closed the door behind him which resulted in Matt's head lifting up.

"What...what are you doing Matt?" The blue-haired male asked, hoping the other male didn't notice the slight crack in his voice. "Where did y-Why were you in my room without my permission?" He asked his embarrassment turning into anger.

"I...we were just cleaning up a bit." Matt replied, his voice a bit weak now. He didn't think he'd ever actually seen Mark so...upset, so sad. "I just saw this box sticking out and I thought it was stuff that still had to be...put away." He tried to awkward explain, standing up straight. "I-" Though this time he was cut off by Mark.

"And that makes it okay for you to go through my stuff?" Mark asked, voice growing a bit louder. "Why would you d-do that?" He asked, moving over towards the box. He closed it up quickly, tears threatening to fall.

"Do you have a child or something that we don't...know about?" Ryan had stepped in now, which just seemed to make everything that much worse. Ryan knew too now? Mark didn't know if he could handle all of this at once. No one was even supposed to find out and now his roommates knew? "Do you...um...have...acci-" He couldn't even finish the second question, but everyone in the room was well aware of what he was going to ask.

"N-No. I don't Ryan. I don't have a child and I don't have...accidents." Mark replied, swallowing thickly. This is not how he wanted this to go. He picked up the box without another word, as if to just leave the conversation that way. But of course, Ryan and Matt were quick to follow him. They just needed to know.

"Mark, we aren't going to judge you. We just...we want to know, yeah?" Matt spoke up again, keeping his voice soft. The concern was obvious in his voice as the two of them watched Mark shove the box under his bed. "Is everything okay? Or is...something going on?"

Mark took a moment to collect himself before he stood up straight again, back to the other males as he rubbed at his eyes a bit. "I-I don't want to fucking talk about it, okay?" He replied, whipping around to look at the two. "Get out. Please."

Ryan and Matt looked at one another, seeing how crushed Mark really was over all of this. They seemed reluctant but they eventually gave in. Ryan left first, giving Mark a small smile that was genuine. He really wasn't judging. He just wanted to be there for Mark.

"Just...please talk to us when you're ready, yeah?" Matt offered. "We aren't going anywhere. Promise." He added, giving Mark another look before he too headed out of the room.

Mark took the opportunity to close the door behind them and then lock it as well. He felt like shit. He crawled into bed carefully, sniffling softly. How on Earth was he even going to explain all of this to the others?

**Sorry it was kind of short. I most likely will continue this with another chapter, but I am open for requests now! My brain just sometimes has too much and...I would love to get some ideas from you guys. Or you person. I don't know how many people will actually read this or not but...yeah.**

**Also, Nonsexual requests please **