Say you love me (MarkiplierxReader)

I love you

My wispy long hair is in a ponytail, bits and strands falling loose as I begin to take the hair tie out.
"Y/N?" I hear Mark call out quietly from the bedroom. I gulp, beginning to walk back into the room, exposing my boyfriend, shirtless, under the covers. He has his laptop on his bed, and is typing something in. I'm wearing the only pajamas I brought with me, a tanktop and very short shorts.
"Did you dress like that, all for me?" Mark chuckles, opening the sheets, allowing me access into his bed. I gulp, shaking my head, stuttering over my words.
"N-No.... Why would you s-say that?!" I blush, I'm embarrassed because of my clothing. I quickly scamper into his bed sheets, bringing the only blanket I brought, up to my face. It's one of those fluffy on one side, smooth on the other side, blankets. I smell the scent, reliving the day I got it.

"Omigosh, Ash look!" A tiny, 17 year old me squealed, picking up a blanket that was tied with a ribbon. I held it up, in Walmart, hugging it tightly. "I neeedddddd this!" I exaggerated. She giggled, stealing it from me, and running around the store, me chasing after her, always closely behind. You see, we used to be in track and field together. I was always the faster one, because I had longer legs, and my dad's family were all quite fast. But, that day I was sluggish because I was getting over a bad cold. She beat me, because of that reason.
"Ash!!" I panted, watching her go to a checkout, and paying for the $12 cozy blanket. "How d-dare you..." I huffed, trying to catch my breath. I poured, walking out of the store with her. "You know I wanted that blanket..." I cried out. We finally got to my car, and she handed me the blanket, kissing it as she handed it to me.
"You're my best friend, and I love you. I bought this blanket for you." She grinned, beaming with happiness and love. I squealed, hugging her tightly.
I've never forgotten that blanket on any vacation, or road trip. It's always packed in my bag, or on my lap.

"Nice blanket." Mark cooed, snuggling it up to his face, on my lap. Normally, I'd shout at anybody who used my special blanket but.... Mark's special to me. He really is. I'm falling closely and closely in love with him, every single day we're together.
"Marki..." I whispered, climbing out of bed.
"Yeah, babe?" He opened his eyes, looking up at me.
"I-it's kinda cold do you... Do you want to take a bath with me?" I asked, shyly. His eyes widened, as he climbed out of bed, and held my body close to his. "You sure about that?" His eyes seemed to suck the life out of my soul.
"Of course. I...." I look at my hands which are pale, and shaking. I haven't done anything like this with a guy, in a long time..
"I want to." I lift the covers, stand up, and walk towards the bathroom, looking back to see if he is coming.
His smile turns into a smirk, and he chases me into the bathroom, closing the door behind us.
"You know we don't have to do this so soon, we haven't been dating very long.." He sits on the toilet seat, watching me getting our bubble bath ready.
"Mark." I state. "I've been with a lot of guys." His eyes roll.
"Yeah thanks for reminding me, get to the point." He chuckles, making me laugh.
"The point is, I waited a long time with my first serious boyfriend to have sex. I'm not an amateur, I've been told I'm quite good at it." I giggle, continuing on. "You're special to me Mark. So special, that I want to do this..." My arms cross over my chest, as he gets up, and walks towards me.
"I feel the same way babe..." His lips trace over the never ending parts of my skin, and his hand slips into mine, our fingers intertwining with each other.
"Let me light some candles, okay?" I get up, searching his cupboards for some, and when I look back, he's in his boxers.
"Woah, down boy, calm down." I laugh, checking his body out from top to bottom.
He looks shy, standing there, half naked. I smile reassuringly at him, and bring his chest to mine.
"Don't be shy Mark.." I stare deep into his eyes, and touch his soft, yet stubbly cheek.
"Pfft, me, shy??" He gulps, looking down. "Maybe I'm a little nervous, but it's all in good reason. You make me feel alive, Y/N, honestly, it sounds like a cliche, but this moment is so important. After this, we basically have seen everything." He sighs, putting his arms around my waist.
"I know..." I rest my head on his chest. "Do you want to wait?"
"I didn't say that baby... I just want it to be a night to remember." He winks at me, sitting me down. "Just close your eyes, I'll set this up, for us."
I blush, and grin, agreeing with him. My eyes shut, and I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. I remember everything Mark and I have been through, in the short time we've been together. He means the world, and so much more to me.
"Okay..." He starts, after a couple minutes. "Open, babe." I do as I'm told, and peer around his large bathroom. Candles are set up around the bathtub, on the windowsill, and on the counter. The lights may be off, but it's light enough to see what we're doing in here.
"Thank you..." I smile greatfully, opening my arms to his strong body.
"My pleasure," he kisses my forehead, and then makes his way down to my neck.
"Hold that thought..." I giggle, making him close his eyes, which he does.
I strip down to my bra and panties, and look down to make sure I look great, but... My stomach isn't as flat as it used to be, and honestly I've gained a bit of weight being with Mark. I sigh, and cover my face with my hands.
"Y/N?" Mark's voice asks, bringing my hands down from my face. "What's the matter..?" He doesn't look at my body, just my face, he's actually concerned, not just to get into my pants.
"I'm sorry Mark.." I smile faintly, looking into his eyes. "It's silly.. I've gained a bit of weight, my tummy is a little chubby." He scoffs, looking at it, and rubbing my back.
"If that's chubby, then I'm damn fat." He laughs. "Y/N, trust me when I say this, your body is beautiful. You're a good weight, and just because you think you're chubby, doesn't mean that's what I think." He pulls me close to him, and whispers in my ear.
"I love you..." That's the first time Mark has said that, and it feels amazing. Honestly right now, I could probably float away. My chest doesn't feel heavy, it feels light and exciting, as if I'm on a rollercoaster.
"I love you too." I grin, taking his hands and putting them up to my chest.
"This feels right. You're my home, and I want to stay with you, always." I whisper into his ear, pulling away and start to take off my bra. He smiles, helping me and putting my bra on the counter.
"You're gorgeous." He kisses my neck, and helps me to take off my panties as well.
"Your turn." I laugh, helping him slip off his boxers.
"Damn Mark!" I cover my mouth. "Your body is so sexy, I'm jealous." He chuckles, and picks me up, putting us both into the bathtub.
"I work out." He winks at me.
For a while, we just sit in the tub, our faces five inches apart, just staring into each other's eyes. His eyes are a dark brown, with a hint of caramel near the bottom of them. Brown seems plain to most people, but to me it's solid, and identifies a tough person on the outside.. Most of the time, those people break on the inside.
My body moves closer to his, as I feel his warm embrace surrounding me.
We sit in the tub for half an hour, whispering to each other, snuggling, we don't do anything sexual except for maybe a bit of touching.
"Should we save.. This for a better time?" I question my boyfriend, drying myself off, and slipping on my tanktop and shorts.
"I think so babe. As much as I loved seeing you naked," he grins, "I think we should wait, to share that." My head nods, and I lead him to bed, climbing in, and snuggling up until we both fall asleep.

(TO BE CONTINUED)