Things to know before reading:
F/S/F - Favorite Sucker Flavor.
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Mark and I decided that we should have a little break from the dance competition for today. Practicing non-stop, four days a week can get tiring, surprisingly.
We were both laying down onto the soft grass, facing the bright sky. My legs were dangling in the air, as I would wiggle them every couple seconds. I chuckled, then popped the F/S/F sucker out of my mouth.
"Okay, but what if-" I laughed before I could spit out what I wanted to say, "What if dogs acted like humans, and they kept humans as pets of their own?"
Mark made a confused face, and chuckled a little. "What?"
I giggled to myself, "I don't know." I shook my head slightly and closed my eyes, snickering to myself.
"You're weird, you know that?" He laughed, then turned his head to the side to look at me.
"I know," I said while smiling. I stuck the sucker back into my mouth, and adjusted the hood of my hoodie to cover the top of my head. Mark sighed deeply, tilting his head to look at the crystal clear sky and carefully placing his hands on his stomach.
"You know, these past couple of months have been great," he exhaled deeply. I hesitated for a moment, allowing my brain to process what words had flowed out of his mouth. I snapped my head in his direction as my eyes eyed him up and down slowly.
My eyes first landed on his semi-long hair. The way it swept and fell in all the right places, and the sweet black-brown color that would show sometimes when he tilted his head in certain places because of the brightly lit sun. Then, my eyes started to travel to his almond shaped eyes. The way that they would move quickly just to gather as much detail as possible from the sky above him. His eyes, which were a beautiful deep chocolate color. My eyes glanced down to his nose next, and the way it fit his face perfectly. There was nothing else that I wanted to do but kiss the tip of his nose. Then his lips, the way they moved swiftly once he talked deeply. A thought entered my mind. Wanting, needing, to feel his lips against mine.
"Are you okay?" Mark asked with furrowed eyebrows. He chuckled to himself, showing off his perfectly white teeth. I hesitated for a brief moment, breaking from my trance.
"Yeah," I breathed shakily.
And that, was the first time, my heart fluttered for Mark.
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Take This Dance. {Markiplier x Reader}
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