That One Comment (Markiplier X Reader)

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As we get home, Mark starts cooking and I flop on the couch.

I grunt into the couch cushion.

I hear Mark laugh and I pop my head up.

"What?" I ask groaning in tiredness.

"Just you. I honestly can't believe you're 23 tomorrow." Mark chuckles.

"Yeah. It's nuts." I say sitting up.

We both stay silent.

Then mark breaks it.

"Im going to wake you up early because your parents and I talked about what we're going to do tomorrow." Mark says.

"Kay." I reply getting excited.

I run up to the bedroom that we share and lay down.

I stare up at the ceiling and take a deep breathe.

I smile gently at the memory of mark first making eye contact with me at the café.

"(Yn)! Dinners ready!" Mark shouts.

I get up off the bed and race down the stairs, still thinking about the memory.