Markimoo (Markiplier Imagines book)

22: Lucky Winner pt 2

The rest of the panel, you spent on stage with the boys. There were only 5 minutes left as it was, so you helped in closing the panel. You were allowed to invite Cassie backstage afterwards, as the boys were taking their mics off. She nudges you, pointing to Jack before blushing deeply and giggling. The day at PAX was ending in 15 minutes and you walk around a bit before hugging them goodbye and walk off to your hotel. You found out while talking to

Cassie that you were in the same hotel, and she drags you to her room,"I have the perfect thing for you to wear! I brought two dresses, just in case I went somewhere nice while I was here. I'm positive you'll fit into this one!"

She pulls out a red, one-strap dress, straight cut down. You slip it on and zip the side zipper, looking it over. It's a slim dress, showing off your curves and shape. You turn either side and nod. It fit you like a glove.

"Are you sure you're letting me wear this?"you ask, raising an eyebrow.

She giggles,"(Y/N), don't worry about it. Besides, you're going on a date with freaking MARKIPLIER. Like hell I'd be letting you wear something casual."

Her phone buzzes and she smiles big, blushing,"Oh my god! Stop it!"

"What?"you ask.

"It's Jack,"she giggles,"He needs to stop being so cute or I'm gonna die. He's done nothing but flirt through the entire conversation. And now, he's asking to take me out. God damn, it was good thinking to bring two dresses."

You hug and thank her before leaving to your room to fix your hair and makeup. You carefully curl each strand, not too lose, not too tight. You take plenty of time doing your eyeliner, causing it to be as on fleek as it could be. After looking yourself in the mirror five times, turning ten times, texting Cassie a pic and receiving an immense amount of approval and encouragement, your phone buzzes, and you get a text from Mark.

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You open it, your heart beating a little faster as the picture loads. Then you're caught off guard. He was wearing a suit and tie, like he said, his hair flowingly brushed to the side, and his tie coincidentally red. You drop your phone on the counter, realizing. You're going on a date with a celebrity you tuber, who takes the time to dress like THAT for you.

"Jesus Christ,"you murmur,"Me?"

You pick your phone back up before texting him back.

You're not allowed to see me yet. Not until you get here.

He is quick to text back.

Damnit, (Y/N). I already know you look beautiful, so what's the difference?

You swoon, backing into the wall and sighing. You manage to walk out and plop down on your bed, watching tv until he arrives. The knock on your door rattles you and your heart panics.

"Just a minute!"you call, scrambling to put your heels on and look yourself one more time in the mirror.

You take a deep breath before opening the door, greeted by Mark's smile. The smile fades, but is replaced by an expression of awe. He stares at you, looking you up and down, analyzing every feature. You look away, an embarrassed blush dusting your cheeks. After a couple of seconds, his finger pulls your chin, so you turn your head to look at him.

You are immediately met by his eyes, staring into yours,"Oh, (Y/N)... you... you look gorgeous."

"T-thanks,"you stutter, looking down, but he pulls your head back up.

He takes your hand in his and lifts it to his lips, lightly kissing your knuckles. Shocks run through your fingertips, all the way through your body as he walks you out. You tell him the place of your choice and he drives off with you. This is a side to him you never thought you would see, ever. And you loved it. He was acting so romantic... could it me that he likes me? Shut up, (Y/N), of course not.

(Time skip cuz imma lazy ass)

You walk out of the restaurant, arm-in-arm and smiling. You both hop in the car and he, to your surprise, takes you to his hotel room. The second you get inside, he grabs your waist.

"Mark, what the-"

You are shushed by his fingers pressed to your lips,"Shush, (Y/N). You know, from the second I saw you at the panel, something sparked inside me. I don't know how, but somehow, I knew that I liked you. I know, it sounds really desperate to like someone after a day of knowing them, but damnit, if I know, I know."

"B-but M-Mark..."you are silenced by his lips.

Immediately melting, your wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him back. Mark gently lays you down on the couch, and you giggle. When he pulls away, his eyes are soft and full of love.

"Damnit, I love you (Y/N),"he moves a strand of hair from your face.

You sigh in shock, cupping his cheek,"I love you too, Mark."