That day, I went into work, yawning and stretching as I did. After the whole washing machine fiasco, I didn't get to sleep till two in the morning. And even after that I had to wake up to the repair man who wouldn't stop staring at the hickey Mark left on my neck, which I made sure to cover with concealer before going into work so the perverts here wouldn't make comments on it.
Ah well, I got my coffee and I got to work. But, I couldn't help but force my eyes to stay open throughout the day.
As lunch break rolled around, I took a peek at my phone. The first text was from my roommate.
"Washer's all repaired. And my blouse is A-okay! See you at home. I think we both need a long nap."
She sent a sleepy emoji at the end of it. I smiled and responded.
"Thank God, see you soon. Can't wait for nap time."
Then, I saw the next text, from Mark.
"You did all my laundry! Awww thanks babe, you're a peach."
Being the silly guy he is, he sent an emoji of a peach.
I responded, "Told you I would, now there aren't any more piles."
Unlike the roomy, Mark instantly responded, must be editing right now. He usually texts a lot when he's editing, just to not do that mundane task.
"Don't worry, I started another. Did you get any sleep?"
I snorted out loud as I responded.
"Barely, I didn't get to bed until the early hours of the morning, and then work, I'm about ready to pass out."
A few moments passed. Then my phone buzzed again.
"I'm a bit at fault there, sorry about that."
I huffed and texted him back as instantly as possible.
"You were so eager to keep me there for the night and like I said, I was gonna sleep like a baby. :P Besides, do you know how much concealer I had to put on my neck today?"
I puffed up my cheeks at the reply.
"Oops. ;)"
"Ooooh you." I muttered, quick to text him back.
"Don't you 'Oops' me."
It wasn't long before his next text, of course.
"I'll buy you more concealer. And next time, you can give one to me, how about that?"
I giggled as I typed my response.
"Concealer won't even hide the Mark, I'm gonna leave on you."
I nearly busted a lung at his response.
"Did.... Did you just pull a Wade like pun on me?"
He didn't even consider the fact of what his fanbase might do if they see Mark has a hickey in one of his vids. Ah well, not like it matters. I looked at the time and made my last response.
"I did. And I'll leave you with that because I gotta get back to work. Bye."
I smiled at his reply back.
"Hang in there Babe, don't pass out. Buh Bye."
He posted a hand emoji like he was waving vigorously as he does in his video outros.
Work seems to take forever to pass by and minute by minute I was getting closer and closer to konking out. I really need a rest but, the closest place from work is Mark's place. Not sure if I necessarily want to be that much of a bother. But, I can barely keep my head up.
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My Heartthrob
FanfictionAn Amyplier story told from the perspective of Amy, with a deep and meaningful ending message. Some smut included but, there will be warnings of it, so it can be skipped if you are not comfortable reading that. Enjoy :)