"Stay still" I giggle grabbing Ethans hand slightly tighter but not too tight
"I'm to excited" he says bobbing his knee up and down
"Do you wanna look nice or are you going to be the 'very scruffy devil-angel'" I giggle painting his nails neatly
"As long as I can be with you I'm fine" Ethan says looking into my eyes softly
"Stop it you flirt" I laugh and paint the last nail.
"Your turn!" Ethan giggles grabbing the white polish quickly, causing it to splatter all over his own,
"Oops sorryyyyy" he says examining his hands
"Hey they look cooler that way" I say holding his hand but avoiding his still wet nails.
"Can I still paint yours?" Ethan says after awhile
"Are they dry" I poke Ethans pinkie fingernail
"Yes, you may" I say offering him my hand, he kissed it and we both giggled
"It's the dance of Italy woah woah woah" Ethan hums a tune to himself that I've never heard before as he paints my nails,
"What?" I ask confused, it sounded slightly familiar but I could t grasp what it was
"It's a song I remember from my living days, all I remember is songs, there all very weird, I could teach you them!" He says.
Ethan finishes my nails up and suddenly asks
"What do you want to call me?"
"Huh?"
"Like I call you Markmalade"
"Oh... umm, Effil tower" I say
"I like it!" He laughs jumping up and pulling me up too
"Now let's learn some songs!"
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♡︎My problem now♡︎ (Crankiplier)
Fanfiction(Crankiplier) ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ I do not want this to actually happen, it's just a little fun. I love Ethan and Marks friendship and I don't want to ruin anyone's relationship. It's just kinda cute, again I don't want to ruin anything. I'm not religiou...
