Markiplier Imagines [Silly, Sexy Mark]

Lucky

You slowly opened your eyes, the sun shown brightly through the windows. You felt the warmth on your face and the arms wrapped tightly around your waist. You gazed up to see his sleeping face. You smiled to yourself and thought about how lucky you were to have someone so amazing in your life.

The sunlight behind his sleeping figure made it look like he was an angel from heaven. He stirred lightly in his sleep, you closed your eyes to pretend you were never awake. You felt him unwrap his arms and prop himself up onto the pillows.

"I know you awake Y/N," He said, his voice deep and raspy. You continued your charade, but he knew better.

"Ok then, if you want to do this the hard way..." Uh oh, you knew what was coming next.

In a flash he one hand holding your arms above your head and the other tickling your sides. You felt as if you jumped two feet in the air when he started to assault your sides.

"AHH!! STOP STOP!!! AHAHAHAHAAHAH!!" You couldn't stop yourself from laughing. You were flailing your arms, trying to get a hold of something that could help you escape from your boyfriends clutches.

"What's the magic word?" He asked still attacking you with tickles.
"PLEASE! PLEASE MARK!! HAHAHAHA!!" He finally stopped and laid back down next to you as you both caught your breaths.

"You're so beautiful when you smile." You looked away blushing.

"What did I do to deserve a girlfriend as beautiful and smart as you?" You smiled up at him.

"What did I do to deserve a boyfriend as amazing and handsome as you?" Now it was his turn to smile at you.

You never understood why Mark chose you if all people to ask to be his girlfriend. He could have chosen someone prettier or smarter, but he chose you.

"C'mon, lets go make some breakfast." He laid a quick kiss on your nose and rose out of bed. He offered his hand and pulled you up as well. You looked up at him as a devilish smirk made its way onto your face. In a second he knew exactly what you were thinking.

You two raced out of the room, down the hall and down the stairs. Mark was winning, but got cocky and looked back to taunt you.

"Last one down has to make breakfa-OOF!" He tripped on the last step of the stairs. You didn't know whether to laugh or help him up, so you did both.

"Haha, are you ok Mark?" You asked him, holding your hand out for him to grab, barely able to hold back a smile.

"Hey! Don't laugh at me!" He pouted. He stuck his lower lip out making him look even more adorable.

"It's not my fault the stairs are against you!" You laughed and raised your hands in defence.

He crossed his arms and gave you an over exaggerated, pissed off look.

"Aww, it's ok Mark, your dignity wasn't damaged to bad." You left a quick kiss on his lips and went to make breakfast.

That morning, you two shared homemade pancakes and fruit. Time seemed to stop as you spent hours talking and sharing the day.

You were so lucky to have a boyfriend who you could talk to like a best friend.
You were so lucky to have a best friend, who could be an amazing boyfriend.

Mark's POV
She's so beautiful. From the way she smiles, to the way she laughs.
Looks aren't everything, but there is no one, in the entirety of space, that could be more beautiful than she is.
How did I ever get so lucky?

3rd Person POV
Life isn't always what you want it to be, life isn't always what you expect it to be.
All you can do, is let fate do its job and hope you get lucky

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