My YouTube Gamer Boyfriend (A Markiplier Fanfic)

A Date?

I got up from bed and excitedly danced around the halls, quietly playing some music. It was bright and early, the sun was shining, and Mark was my neighbor. I reviewed the events from yesterday when I realized something.

Mark had never told me the name of his channel. Did he just assume I knew? Well he did introduce himself. I found it kind of odd, but brushed it off and headed for the box with my computer, since I had neglected to even try to unpack yesterday.

I opened the box and lightly touched the computers shell. Ahhh sweet technology. I began hooking up all of my equipment in the living room. I didn't have time to unpack much else, I promised a long playthrough today, and with long playthroughs comes long editing times. I was jet lagged, and slowly tipped over on the couch. I knew I had to get up, videos don't make themselves, but my eyes sealed my fate.

*knock, knock, knock!*

"Hellooooooo anybody there," a deep voice called out to me in a childish tone.

Right when my eyes were about to close, I shot up and ran towards the door, already knowing who was there.

"Y/N? Are you ok? You didn't get your paper this morning."

I was about to unlock the door when I remembered a very important aspect, I looked a mess and probably smelled like farts.

"Uh, hold on Mark! One second," I yelled as I ran towards the bathroom, tripping on a wire on the way resulting in a large thump.

"Someone sounds excited to hear from me," Mark said chuckling. Jeez this was embarrassing.

I quickly brushed my teeth with one hand and brushed my hair with the other. I was pleasantly surprised at my ability to multi-task. I couldn't change my clothes, so I slapped some water under my pits and deo, all in a matter of two minutes. I was good.

I ran back towards the door and opened it with built up excitement. So much excitement it startled both Mark and myself. I probably looked really lame.

Mark was wearing a dark blue flannel, closed this time, and black jeans perfectly fitted for him. Well I was quite under dressed.

"Hey you," Mark said in his extra deep voice, I loved his deep voice through my headphones, but in person it made me melt. I just stared at him in a probably really creepy lovingly way, but I couldn't snap out of it.

Mark was staring at me too, and it was as if we were both in a trance. A smile formed of his face making my face heat up.

"So uh, I wondering if you wanted to have lunch somewhere, but I'm guessing you just want to relax? It's ok if you want to relax! Do you want to relax?"

Why did he sound so nervous? Was it because I looked like a rabid squirrel? I should've looked in the mirror before running back out.

"Isn't it only the morning," I asked before gesturing for him to come in, "sorry for the mess I was setting up my stuff early today."

"It's 4 p.m."

My eyes widened before shutting the door behind him.

"What? No, no, no, I only slept an hour! I need to edit! OH DAMMIT I NEED TO ACTUALLY RECORD! I can't do anything! Ugh to start in YouTube you need to start with a good schedule! I jus-"

Mark took my head in his hands and I instantly stopped.

"Hey! It's ok. You're just starting, don't stress yourself out. Remember this is supposed to be fun. A day won't hurt you! Let's go eat."

"I-I uh. I. I'm not ready t-to go," I said while my face heated up in a blush.

"Really? I think you look pretty cute in that," Mark said chuckling. I forgot I was wearing cartoon hippo pajamas. "How about you knock on my door when you're ready?"

I agreed as Mark slowly let my face go and smiled before leaving. His soft touch left me feeling like a kid again.

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I put on the nicest thing I had brought with me to L.A., a white sun dress with a sweetheart neckline. I looked in the mirror and did a twirl. I didn't particularly like getting dolled up, sweatpants are everything, but when I did I couldn't help but feel like prancing around and singing The Sound of Music soundtrack.

I left my apartment and made my way over to Mark's front door. I wanted to knock, but I was nervous. What if he doesn't like how I look?

Oh screw it. I knocked on the door and waited for the knob to turn. The signal to which my butterflies would flutter around. The door opened.

"You look beautiful y/n! Really beautiful," Mark paused before continuing, "let's go!"

With that Mark and I headed towards the elevator as we gestured for me to go in first.

Sorry this took so long guys!!! Promise it won't happen again ♥♥
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