Say you love me (MarkiplierxReader)

The deal

I jolt up in the bed, putting my hand on my forehead, feeling the sweat I have on my skin. I sigh, realizing it was just a nightmare.
Outside I see drops of rain dripping from the gutter, I stand, walking close to the window. My pale hand touching the cold, moisturized window, drawing little squiggles around on it.
I see lightning strike in the distance of Mark's house, making me jump, yet again. I reach for my blanket, pulling it around my body, and holding the seams together just below my chest, so that I'm wrapped up nicely.
I walk towards my door, twisting the knob gently, and trying not to make a big noise. I don't want to wake Mark up, we had a busy day.
I take my phone out of my pocket, checking the time. It reads 3:49 AM, it's still so early, I shouldn't be awake, but... I'm scared, and I won't admit it.
I walk between the floor boards so that I don't accidentally make one creak. I peer inside of the room that Ash was staying in. I hope she's okay... Her parents picked her up, and took her back to OURHOMETOWN.
Walking around the corner, I see a white door, closed, but not all the way. I peek inside, to see darkness, then I hear a muffled noise.
"Y/N....?" I hear Mark groan. I push the door open, exposing his blankets on top of him, his shirt off. It's so hard to see, but I can almost see his defined abs from here.
"Mark...." I whisper, pulling the blanket on me, more fully.
"Come here.." He mumbles, sitting up. I walk towards his dark figure, and sit on the edge of his bed.
"What's the matter?" He rubs his eyes, asking me.
"I-I had a bad dream, and plus there's a storm outside..." I trail off topic. "The Lightning is scary, but so is the thunder, it reminds me of when I was little.." He grabs my hand, whispering something in my ear.
"I'll protect you, I promise." He rubs my hand, stroking my palm with his finger tips, making my body tingle. I sigh, and respond.
"C-Can I sleep with you tonight...?" I stutter, embarrassed that I'm acting like such a child.
"Sure," I can just tell he's smiling, since his tone of voice changed. He moves to the opposite side of the bed, and opens the blankets for me to crawl under.
I get in, and feel his breath on me, as he tucks the blanket up my body, making sure I'm comfortable.
"Thank you..." I yawn, snuggling up with my blanket.
"No problem, Y/N..." He moves a little closer to me, stroking my cheek, with his soft hand.
"Everything will be okay...." He whispers into my ear, making me flinch.
"If I'm here with you, it will be..." I smile, slowly falling into a deep sleep.
As I'm about to pass out from exhaustion, i hear Mark's deep voice say something... It sounded a lot like....

"I love you!" I shout, sitting up. I get an instant head rush, from shooting up too fast.
I look beside me, expecting to see Mark, but he's not there. His side of the bed is made, and there's a note on his pillow.
I pick it up between my index finger and middle finger. I unfold it, and read his handwriting.
"Y/N, just went out to get some breakfast, so please, make yourself at home! If you need to wash up, there's soap, shampoo, and conditioner in my bathroom. Be back soon :) "
I smile, putting the note in my pocket. I sit up, my hair a mess, and my eyes still sleepy.
I walk to Mark's bathroom with a change of clothes, and my special body wash. I turn the water on, get unchanged, put my dirty clothes in a plastic bag, and fold my new ones on the counter of his bathroom.

MARKS P.O.V.
I just arrived home. I'm so tired, Y/N woke me last night, and she fell asleep fast! But me? I lay awake, watching her sleep. The way her chest fell and Rose everytime she breathed. The way her nostrils flared when snoring. She says she isn't pretty without makeup, but honestly, she's the most good looking woman I've ever seen, damn!
I lock my car, and walk into the kitchen, setting my groceries on the table, and walking to my room, since I badly have to pee.
I open my bedroom door, seeing my bed all nicely made, and the note I wrote is gone. I'm thinking of her smile, her laughter, everything, until...
I twist my bathroom knob, and exposed a naked Y/N. Well, she had panties on, but no bra.
"MARK!!!" She screams, covering her breasts with her towel, blushing bright red.
"Oh fuck, I'm so sorry!" I yell, hiding my eyes, and closing the bathroom door. I won't be able to get her boobs out of my mind again, shit...
I look down to see my pants bulging.
"You're pathetic..." I whisper to myself, going to make her some 'I'm-Sorry pancakes'
hopefully that'll make up for me checking her body out..... AUGH.
I walk into my kitchen, putting together a store bought mix, and quickly putting it in the pan.
"Y/N!" I say loudly. "I'm so sorry." I put my face in my palms.
"It's okay...." She mutters, not looking at me.
"I forgot you were here, I was thinking of..." I pause. I was thinking of her, and if I tell her, she'll know that I have feelings. "Something..." I sigh, throwing my hands down. Just then I hear sniffling, and I begin to think, 'oh crap, what if she's crying?' But when I look up, she's literally smelling the air.
"What the hell Mark!" She yells, running to the pancake and flipping it over. It's completely...
"Burnt... Shit...." I facepalm, apologizing over and over again.
"It's alright, you can have that one." She smirks at me, and continues to make the pancakes.
"Fair enough," I chuckle, watching as she cooks.
"So how are you feeling?" I ask her, slightly staring at her ass.
"Oh you know, tired..." She yawns, putting a pancake on the dish.
"Well, we can relax today, you can pick what we do." I smile, looking at my plate which has the burnt pancake on it.
"I need to upload a video to my channel," she tells me, giving me another pancake.
"Maybe we can do something on your channel?" I suggest.
"Sure," she grins, sitting down with me, and beginning to eat.
"How about..." She chews a bite of pancake then swallows, "we ask people to ask us questions, then we can answer them." She looks at me, "together."
I sip my coffee, nodding to her idea. I think it's great, but I have an idea of which question we'll be answering most... "Are you guys dating"
"Y/N." I whisper, looking into her eyes.
"Yeah?" She smiles, looking at me.
We keep eye contact, blinking every few seconds.
"What are you waiting for?" She smirks, staring at my lips.
I lean in, our lips pressing together, for the first time. She tastes of pancakes, and coffee. I grab her waist, standing up and dragging her chair closer to me.
We separate, still only an inch away. I grin, hugging her closely.
"I love you." I whisper into her ear.
"I love you too...." She responds, shaking.
"What's the matter...?" I ask, holding her face close to mine.
"You..." She chokes on a tear. "I'm so happy, I thought you didn't like me...." She looks down, but I bring her chin up.
"I've liked you since that first day we met." I tell her, pushing her hair back, examining her perfectly shaped face.
"So have I," she grins, embracing my body close to hers.
"Be my girlfriend," I say, picking her up, and sitting her down on the couch.
"Be my boyfriend," she giggles, holding my hand.
"Deal," I chuckle, kissing my girlfriend again.