Markiplier Imagines

23. Blind Date

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(Y/F/N) = Your Friend's Name

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"Waitress? So you wear a cute little uniform?"

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Your friend (Y/F/N) decided to get you off of the couch and back out there. It's been a two years since your boyfriend, Louis, passed away.

"You've been sitting on that couch for two years, (Y/N)!" Your friend said. "It's time to get back out there."

"I don't want to get back out there." You said.

"Well... That's too bad! Because I just set you up on a blind date with a guy I know named Mark!" (Y/F/N) says.

Your eyes widened. "You what?"

"I did it for you. I can't stand to see you like this." S/he said. "Now let's get you ready!"

You crossed your arms. (Y/F/N) attempted to pull you off the couch but you latched on. When s/he finally got you off, she dragged you to your room.

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You were ready.

You were wearing a casual, floral sundress.

Your hair was curled, and you had light, but noticeable makeup on.

You stood outside of McLaren's bar, waiting for Mark.

You noticed a very cute, shorter than usual guy. He was wearing glasses. He had a blue v-neck which opposed to his fiery red hair.

He walked up to you. "Hi, are you (Y/N)?" He asked.

You nodded. "Let me guess: You're Mark?"

He shook his head yes. "That's me!" He said, nearly making you melt with his smile.

He opened the door for you. "After you." He winked.

You walked in and he trailed after you.

You two sat in a booth across from each other, looking at the menu for drinks.

"What are you thinking about getting?" Mark asked.

"I love scotch. Especially fine scotch." You answer.

"Me too!" Mark smiled.

You smiled back at him. "So, what do you do for a living, Mark?"

"I'm a YouTuber."

"Really?"

"Yeah, (Y/F/N) told me you don't watch YouTube that much, so I don't expect you to know who I am." He winked.

You blushed.

"What do you do?" He asked you.

"Oh I'm a waitress." You smiled. (You're welcome to change that.)

"Waitress? So you wear a cute little uniform?" He laughed.

"Yeah, something like that." You smiled.

"That's cute." He said softly.

"T-thanks.." You blushed again.

You and Mark started talking about how you both love playing video games. You actually had a lot in common with him.

He laughed at your jokes, and you laughed at his. Since you didn't live far from McLaren's, he decided to walk you home.

You grew more and more comfortable around him.

"I had a good time with you tonight, (Y/N)." Mark says, staring into your eyes.

"I had a good time with you tonight, too, Mark." You smiled.

He leaned in to kiss you and you met him half way.

When your lips touched, you could feel your stomach fly.

You broke the kiss two seconds after.

You opened the door to your apartment and looked back.

"Hey sexy!" You called out to Mark.

He turned around and smiled.

"I like you." You said.

"I like you too." He smiled.

He continued to walk down the block, smiling the whole way.