Never liked the rain MarkxReader

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You and your best friend, Mark, had been at the mall, then began walking through a Park nearby. Then it started raining. You hated the rain. Being wet and ruining your clothes, who would like that? Mark did, apparently. You put your hood up and walked quicker. 

"Whoa, what's the rush Y/N? Got a hot date?" He joked. "No. I just don't wanna get all wet." You replied. Mark caught up to you and jumped into a puddle that was in front of you. The water reached you, and got your legs all wet. "Mark!" You yelled, not being able to hide your smile. You ran to the next puddle and splashed him. "Oh it's on!" He yelled, a smirk on his face. 

He pulled your hood down and splashed you with another puddle. He even grabbed a handfull of water, by cupping his hands, and dumped it over your head. Drenching the top of your hair. "Dammit Mark!" You laughed and chased him. 

It was getting dark now. You had been running for a while, it was still raining. You stopped beneath a streetlamp to catch your breath. Mark came up behind you and put his hands over your eyes, "Guess who!" He said in a sing-song voice. "Hmm...Felix?" You asked, a smirk creeped onto your face. "Pshh, you wish!" He said and stood next to you. 

You looked up at Mark and smiled, he smiled down at you. You had always kinda liked him, but you thought you would always just be friends. You noticed the way his eyes sparkled when he looked at you under the light. A blush crept upon your cheeks, you hoped he didn't notice, he did. "Y/N?" Mark asked. "Yes?" "I think your really beautiful. And smart, kind. Perfect and wonderful." He admitted. "And you know what else?" He asked. "Hmm?" "I really wanna kiss you right now..." He said. 

You smiled and put your arms around his neck, he put his around your waist. He leaned down slowly and your lips met. Sparks flew. It was the most perfect kiss you had ever had. His lips were soft, yet tender. And they moved perfectly with yours, moving in sync. When you pulled away for air, he smiled at you. You pushed some of his red floof to the side. He ran his thumb over your cheek. You leaned into his touch.

Your foreheads still together, you asked, "Mark?" "Yes, my dear?" "I wanna kiss you again..." And that was all it took, he leaned down again and kissed you with the same amount of passion and love as the first time. He pulled away and took your hand in his and you walked home together in the rain. This night made you like the rain, ever since you walked with him.

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A/N: I got inspired by the song (Like the rain: Clint black) :)) I hope you liek it! It's short, kinda? But it's sweet! :D

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