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☆Mark's POV☆
My eyes shot open causing Aaron to jump back a little.
Oh good...it was all a dream...
I looked at him in fear, wondering if he saw what I was doing. I must've fallen asleep in the act. Shoot.
Aaron peered at my face, looking confused.
Good, I don't think he noticed. If he did...oh boy.
I quickly yanked my hand out of my underwear and turned to Aaron, a little flustered, "S-sorry to have startled you. You just surprised me."
I stumbled with my words as I scratched the back of my head.Aaron chuckled, "You're fine. I just wanted to check on you because I heard you making strange noises so I'd thought I'd check up on you."
Mark failed at preventing the red from spreading across his face, "Uh, it was just a weird dream...don't worry about it."
Aaron faintly smiled and patted Mark's shoulder lightly. "Well I will leave you be then."
Mark watched Aaron as he slowly stood up and gracefully left the room, gently shutting the door behind him.
Mark fell back on his pillow. He wiped the beads of sweat forming on his forehead. "I need to be more careful next time."
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☆3rd Person POV☆Brown eyes fluttered open as the sun rays basically slapped Mark in the face. The large male groaned and slowly rose up, rubbing his eyes.
The red haired man was too sleepy to even notice the boy standing in his doorframe.
They jumped slightly at the same time, surprised by each other's certain awareness.
"Aaron? What are you doing up so early?" Mark asked, fixating his gaze on him.
Aaron smiled, "Good morning! Sorry if I woke you up. I just wanted to know what you wanted to eat for breakfast. I'm planning to cook in a little bit."
Mark rested his arms on his knees, "You don't have to. I was planning to make my world famous pancakes."
Aaron raised an eyebrow, "In what world are your pancakes famous?" ending that sentence off with a laugh.
Mark placed his hand on his chest and gasped in a dramatic manner, "Yami how could you? I thought we were friends!"
Both males burst into laughter. Neither of them haven't been this stress free in a while so it was nice to just genuinely laugh for once.
Aaron placed a hand on his hip, "Well I'll help you cook then." Mark nodded as a response.
Aaron smiled and turned to leave but looked as if he remembered something. "Oh! By the way...can I use your shower?"
Mark smiled and sighed, "Of course. You don't even have to ask. Remember its your house too."
Aaron giggled, "Thank you Mark. I'll be out in a bit." And with that Aaron left the room.
Mark stayed in his current position for a few seconds before laying back down on his bed.
As soon as his head hit the pillow he started to doze off.
But not before having a mini battle in his head.
Ugh, what's wrong with me? I've fallen for him even more since he's been here...if that's even possible.
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The Proposal (Markimash)
Roman d'amourAaron has found out that he gets to work on a very special project with his best friend Mark, known as Markiplier by millions. Looking forward to the opportunity, Aaron flies to America to stay with Mark for a while, at least until the project is do...