wc :: 2100
A/N :: i have way too many thoughts about gamer!mark and tbh you should suffer with me so that i don't feel alone. btw i know nothing about gaming everything that will be mentioned in this fanfic is based on my knowledge from this cdrama called falling into your smile and a kun ayakashi au fic i read lmao.
mark. mark tuan. your best friend. your gamer best friend. your gamer best friend that was currently gaming with his friends.
"HEY JAE YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO HELP ME BANISH TAMAMO NO MAE" he screamed. mark had his headphones on and his back was facing you as you were lying on his king sized bed reading a book.
you two spent every day together. you'd do completely different things, most times you'd study and he would play games or you would cook and he would try to choose a movie for yall to watch. you didn't even live at his house, but you probably stayed there more times than you stayed home.
speaking of you staying at mark's, it was not unusual for you to wear his oversized black tshirts at night. tonight was no exception. he lowkey loved to see you in his clothes, but he was too shy to admit it. he had to keep the nonchalant "i dont care about girl/boy/them-friends" look.
but you also loved wearing his clothes. ever since mark started gaming, you noticed your heart fluttering whenever you saw him do his thing. sure, the screaming or randomly hitting the desk wasn't really cute, but it was definitely attractive.
especially when he hit the desk.
one thing that made you simp for your best friend was his hands. his big veiny boney hands. the way he quickly moved his fingers when he wanted tobanish another onmyoji or when he got up and hit the wooden tabke in front of him out of frustration.
"oh if only i was that table"
"what"
"huh"
"y/n did you say something? i can't hear you you know!" mark screamed
you didnt reply. you were too engrossed paying attention to his finger movements. it was so hot.
he must be good at fingering, how can he not date. i bet everyone likes him. i mean, how can you not like someone that is so good at finger work. how would you keep yourself. WHY would you keep yourself from liking someone like him. it's such a shame he doesn't like dating. i can just picture him on top of his significant other, putting those fingers in action, using his finger moving knowledge to his advantage. caressing their cheeks, choking their neck, slapping their thighs to open wider for him and gooosh even fing—
"hey y/n is there anything you have to say?" your best friend asked.
you noticed him sitting on his chair, this time the front of his chair facing you. he didn't have his headphones on this time, and it looked like the game came to an end.
"uhm what?" you replied, confused by how much time you spent staring at him while he was gaming.
"i asked you if you had to say something, but it turns out you're still not out of your little imagination world" he smirked.
"why are you smirking?" you asked innocently, not because you were innocent, but because you were so into whatever was going on in your head that you couldn't really keep up with the real world.
