Honey. [Markiplier x OC]

Pining Blues.

Mark found himself getting lost in the atmosphere that his hometown had to offer, seeing his friends and mother again. He was so happy and joyous to see them all again and share as well dwell in the happiest memories from the past. The nostalgia was a great getaway from the craziness that was happening in life and internet fame. In the midst of the wistful memories, he would always remember to message Alicia, loving the reactions he would get when he would send her videos of his favorite places to go or him clowning around in his hotel room. The way she smiled in her reactions kept him sending more and more to her. He just wanted to see it again and again, the way her eyes would brighten and flash with delight. In return, she would send him pictures of her illuminated smile or videos of her journeying through L.A. or of her showing him the makeup that she decided to wear for work. Her full, violet lips curving in a smile against her honey brown skin, her thick wild waves pulled back from her face. He was never tired of looking at her; it was as if he ever missed a picture or a video of her that he would be missing something. A different shine, an extra spark that decided to show up in her eyes just for the moment.

He learned more about her and himself every single day and didn't want any of it to stop. He sighed softly as he now laid across his hotel room bed, sprawled out on the chocolate comforter that perfectly fitted the bed. He held his phone in his hand, looking through the saved photos of her in his phone as he push through the memories that he had in his head. He swallowed hard and grinned when he suddenly came across one of her videos of her giggling and running across one of the many parks in Los Angeles. He sighed and locked his phone and set on his chest as he stared up at the ceiling. He didn't think of himself as a person who lived on every moment. Everything in his life was already chaotic and it was expected with what he did for a living but something about her made him feel like he was living on the edge, close to tipping over into an unknown abyss. Maybe it was the way she had arrived in his life, so sudden and yet so delicately. Maybe it was the way their relationship had suddenly changed so suddenly as it began; swirling and jumping over the line of friendship and lovers. The contrast between one feeling and another was maybe the reason as well.

He didn't know what it could be; it could be a combination of it all. He felt it, deep in his bones. Deep, deep. Pumping in his blood. He found himself craving her, wanting to take in all of her. All of the soft thickness of her thighs, the intoxicating indulgence of her smile, the kinky waves of her dark hair, and the salt of her coppery skin. It was all addicting to him; he hated and loved it but he felt like he wasn't able to stop it. That was what he was feeling; the feeling of being pushed closer and closer to edge of something that he couldn't return from whether he liked it or not. Mark closed his dark eyes tightly as the thoughts roamed and filled up his head. He sighed before jumping, letting out a soft grunt when he felt his phone vibrate against his chest. He hummed softly, his chest rumbling when he lifted the phone up from his chest and opened, instantly feeling his heart flutter when he saw Alicia's name and another video. He smiled happily when he saw that she sent another video. He could see the wisp of her dark hair before he started the video. He smirked and pressed play on the video to see her curly hair pulled up into a thick ponytail on her head, it waved and moved with every swing of her head. Alicia's giggles filled his room, brightening up the dimness before she began to speak.

"Hey, guess what? I made a new friend last week," she said with a bright smile that Mark began to become more and more seduced by. He continued to watch the video curiously as Alicia moved the camera around for a moment as she walked down the hall, giving Mark a view of the velvet red carpet that was freshly vacuumed. It only lasted a moment as she then held the camera up to a door and her brown hand coming up to knock on the door. Mark raised an eyebrow before his eyes widened slightly in surprise when a young, tall blonde man opened the door. His bright grey eyes flickered for a moment in confusion before he put on a humored grin, his gold hair pulled back in a low ponytail.