As I'm sitting in the passenger seat of Mark's car, it dawns on me. I have no idea what restaurant we're heading to! I begin to wonder if Mark even has a set destination. The question weighs on me more and more, minute by minute.
Finally I grow so anxious, I just have to ask lest it bother me forever. Or at least until we reach a restaurant. "Uh, Mark?"
He hums in acknowledgement without even looking over at me.
"Where do you have in mind for dinner, anyways?" I look straight ahead, too. I'm so good at feigning subtle carelessness.
Mark shrugs, still keeping his eyes on the road. "How do you feel about... eh, Chinese?"
I laugh. "We could've just ordered take-out, then!" I faintly see him cringe out the corner of my eye, but he laughs along with me. It doesn't sound quite right, but I dismiss it. I wonder if that's what he really would have rather done. I swallow hard at the possibility that maybe I've burdened him with going out.
He runs a hand through his hair as we come to a stop at a red light. After the light turns green and we take off, he speaks up again, "Okay, okay. Um, Italian?"
Mark, that's so cliche... "Okay! That sounds fine." I giggle, thinking of that one Disney film. You know the one. The more I think of that scene, though, the more nervous I get. I tense up, supremely embarassed. What if that scene happens to us? What if we kiss! I scream internally at the impossibility and embarrassment of it.
I stay flushed and deathly silent the entire rest of the way to the restaurant.
I'm so dumb, I think to myself.
Why would Mark ever want to kiss a dweeb like me?
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Rough Day
FanfictionMark's had a rough day/week. I'm so awkward and shy, but I want to help him! How can I help him, when my own feelings get in the way? Markiplier/Reader. ((bc I felt the need to cheer up mark after a recent video, but can't lol..))
