Markiplier One-Shots

First Date part 2

You slowly made your way to the door and opened it. Mark was wearing a sharp, black suit and his hair was, as always, perfect.
Aww man! He looks great, and here I am....
You don't show your inner thoughts about yourself and smile.
"You look great (Y/n)!" Mark smiles, giving you a hug. You smile and all your worries wash away. You pull away from the hug and then Mark changes his voice and asks, "Might I escort m'lady to the car?"
"Why! So kind of you my dear sir!" You say in a British accent (just pretend that you can. Don't worry I suck at a British accent too!). You walk down the stairs from your apartment and Mark opens the passenger door, bows and motions elegantly for you to sit. You chuckle, not able to keep up the act for so long and say, "Thanks Mark."
He smiles and shuts the door when you get inside and walks around to get in the drivers seat. Mark drove off and you turned the radio to your favorite channel and heard your song. Despite all the work you put into making yourself pretty (what you talkin' bout you're always pretty! Don't let anyone tell you other wise), you always jammed out to this song. Mark smiled, happy that you were still being yourself, and after the song Mark said, "Alright, (Y/n) close your eyes."
"Why?"
"C'mon! It's a surprise!" Mark said, trying to get you to close your eyes. You pursed your lips in a small pout, but closed your eyes like he asked. You could practically feel the smile on his face as he continued to drive to your unknown destination. It wasn't long, however, until Mark said, "You can open your eyes now."
You opened them to see a very fancy restaurant. You silently gasped because you never really ever went to a fancy place before. The fanciest restaurant you've ever been to was one of those Hibatchi grills. Mark got out of his car and opened the door for you before handing the keys to a valet. You walked in, your arm around his, and you were sat at a table. At first, you felt awkward being in such a fancy place, but everything changed when Mark made a mustache out of his napkin and put it on his face.
You laughed and you guys had a blast. You had a fine appetizer and Mark had ordered your favorite meal before you could say something a bit cheaper on the menu. Let's also just say that you two were the loudest ones there. Not that was anything to brag about because the place was almost silent despite the amount of people they had there. After your meal, the wait or asked if you two wanted dessert. However, you declined the offer.
"Ah, that was great! Thank you Mark." You smiled.
"Aw no problem, (Y/n)!" Mark smiled. With your belly full, and the sound of the radio... You eventually fell into a deep sleep.
"(Y/n). We're at your place." You heard Mark'd voice right by your ear.
"Mark we... Need to get Ting Box Tim...." You mumbled in your sleep. Mark smirked and chuckled at your dream and gently shook you.
"(Y/n)~~~." He called again.
"Sean~~~~ you ate all my cookies~~~." You whined in your sleep.
What the Hell is she dreaming? Haha!
Mark eventually gave up and lifted you out of the car, bridle style, and made his way up the stairs to your apartment. In the middle of him carrying you upstairs, you woke up and snuggled into his chest a bit.
"You awake?" Mark asked. You slowly woke up and noticed that he was carrying you.
"Oh crap Mark! Put me down!" You gasped. Confused, Mr. Fischbach put you down and you patted your dress down.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Oh, I just don't want you to have to carry my fat ass around!" You smiled. A serious look grazed across Mark's features and you grabbed your small hand purse for your apartment key. When you looked up to thank Mark for such a wonderful night, you felt a hand cup your cheek.
"Wha--....!!!!!!?!?!?!?!?" A pair of soft lips held yours and you melted like sugar in the rain. Mark wrapped his other arm around your waist to hold you up and pressed you closer together.
Eventually, he slowly pulled himself away from you and made your foreheads touch.
"You're not fat." He said in a soft, low voice. It gave you goosebumps and he gave you a smile and a tight hug.
"I'll see you later!" He called out as he walked away. You slowly made yourself into your apartment and calmly shut the door. Right when that door was shut and locked, you ran into your room and screamed into a pillow. You were so happy that you couldn't contain it. You rolled around on your bed and made yourself into a burrito with your comforter. Nothing could've been better.