Online Lover (Markiplier X Reader) (EDITING)

#36

Previously;

"Perfect," he said and instantly scooped you up.

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Mark ended up driving you to Starbuck's. He held the door open for you like always and you, of course, thanked him.

Now you two were sitting at a table.

"Y/n and Mark!" A grouchy worker yelled. Mark insisted he get up and get your guys' drinks but you fought to get it. And, youclost. Mark ended up getting his drink and yours.

"Here," he placed it on the table and slid it towards you.

"Thanks," you grabbed the drink and took a sip. It was semi-hot so you let it cool off.

Mark nodded and took a sip from his drink. You stared at him and he smiled at you, setting down his drink.

"So. . . " you began and took your eyes off Mark, hoping he didn't notice. But, he did. He reached out for your hand and held it across the table.

You smiled so widely at him that teeth were showing. He grinned and did nothing about it. "You look cute smiling. You should do that more," he added.

You blushed deeply and looked at the ground.

He put his hand on your chin and lifted your head up. He noticed you blushing and smiled widely.

As you were looking in Mark's eyes, and he looking in yours, he leaned in towards the table. You leaned in too, closing your eyes expecting a kiss, but instead, a annoying voice.

"Oh, lordy! Markiplier?!?" A sound clicked and someone stood there smiling.

Mark pulled back and that made you pull back too and slump in your seat out of embarrassment. You hung your head and the fan reached the table.

"Hi. . ." the fan giggled.

"Hello," Mark said and faked a smile. Really, he was frowning. He had wanted to kiss Y/n right then and there.

"Can I get a photo and an autograph?" She asked excitedly.

"You kinda already got a photo," you muttered to her even though she didn't hear.

"What?" She asked and looked over at you.

"Sure you can get a photo," he got up. "And a autograph," he added.

The fan squealed and shakely got out her phone. "Can you take this for us?" She asked you, holding out the phone.

"Sure. . . ." you murmured and got up, aligning the camera with them.

"Thank you!" She continued to squeal and posed. Mark just stood there and smiled while the fan wrapped her arms around him.

You hate to admit but jealousy was rising in you. And it was your date with him. Not hers.

You clicked the button and took about three photos. She snapped her phone out of your hands and smiled. "Thank you!" She looked at the photos and made one her background.

As Mark was about to sit down, she grabbed out a pen and wrote on your napkin. She wrote her number and walked away.

You grabbed it and handed it to Mark. Mark just chuckled and waited for the fan to walk away then threw it away.

It made you feel better that he threw it away. Mark sat back down and smiled. "Where were we?"

"Its ruined, Mark. She ruined the moment," you slouched in the chair, frowning.

"No she didn't," he smiled and got up. "Let's get out of here. Let me take you somewhere else."

"Mark, no, please. Stop spending money on me. Me, out of all people."

"Well, you're worth it."

"No I'm not. I need to get a job," you frowned more if that was even possible.

"Your fine, princess. Now, let's go somewhere," he grabbed your hand lightly, which made him pick you up leaving you no choice but to go with him.