Everything's Alright

Jack

I'm in the middle of recording Huniepop, just grinding for Hunie, when I get a text from "❤️Markimoop❤️".
"Weird question, no time to explain. What's your address?" What the fuck? I reply accordingly, but don't write it out fully in here because the writer is lazy as fuck.
"Thanks... ❤️^.^❤️" I love my fucking dork, always using the non traditional emotes. I go back to grinding, as per usual.

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A few hours later, after i finish recording, I make myself some tea, change into some huge sweatshirt I own, and lay down. I've been up for roughly 21 hours, so I need to sleep. With the soft, gray fabric on my small, not 2XL form, it feels like I'm in bed. I know I've been asleep for at least an hour when I wake up to a knock on the door. Completely forgetting about my short, but sweet, conversation with mark, I go to the door, not caring much for appearance. I groggily take a sip of my tea and open the door, eyes half shut. I rub one eye, then both eyes open, fully awake as I'm pulled into a huge bear hug. I'm shaking slightly. I'm not exactly one for... people.
"H-ello?" I ask, not quite sure who it is. Somehow, this feels familiar. Like it should be happening. The person has fluffy hair that's right up against my neck, and is about my height. The person pulls away, and I feel a strange mixture of emotions, some sort of shock-induced jubilance, as I instantly recognize the face I've seen on so many face cams, and throughout so many Skype calls. He smiles a warm, homey smile. He smells like honey and coffee. I love it with all my heart.
"Mark? I didn-"
"I'm on tour. I announced it yesterday on twitter," he announced, cutting me off abruptly. "Didn't you see?" He looked sad.
"I'm so sorry!" I shout, feeling anxiety bubble up in my stomach. "M-my phone, the charger bro-ke. I couldn't check, I couldn't d...do anything. I'm so sorry."
Mark suddenly looked scared, then he looked me deep in the eyes. He hugged me. "It'll be okay." He said in a low, gravelly voice. I don't know why, but I believed him.