II sit on marks counters mark sits across from me he watches the oven that holds our delicious concoction inside. He's shirtless and his pants are covered in mixing powder he looks silly and I love that I look down at my clothes. My shirt is just as bad as marks pants and my hands are sticky I giggle a bit. Mark looks over at me and chuckled
"What's so funny," He asks I giggle again
"Everything's a mess mark, how much longer until the cakes done I'm hungry" I giggle
"In ten minutes and then we have to wait for it to cool so we can decorate it," He says a smile plays on his lips.
"Awww man but that will take forever" I whine
"Ya but that just means we have time to make icing and mess around," he says laughing
"Agh, alright Markimoo" I giggle.
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Missing
FanfictionWhat happens to (Y/n)'s life when one cold November day Mark go's missing No one can find him and months go by, how dose everything go what happens dose Mark return
