Mark Fischbach and I (x reader)

My best friends dad pt.2

THE SECOND PART TO THIS IS LONG OVERDUE AND IM SORRY BUT HERE IT IS!!  ENJOY! 💜

Months went by after the first time I ever went to kiara's house. We didn't go there often but we did start to go there more then before, I enjoyed being with her and her dad.

I woke up at nearly noon, glad that it was now summer and I could sleep in. I checked my phone and seen that Kiara hasn't texted me, which was strange, because even if she didn't text me to wake me up she would text me freaking out about something.

I checked to see when she was last active on Facebook "Active 5h ago" I started to get generally concerned, she always contacted me about anything and everything, and she would usually of told me if she had any big plans.

Hours went by and I attempted to text her a few times, still no answer. My paranoid tendencies started to get the best of me as I convinced myself to walk to her dad's to make sure everything is fine.

I tried my best not to think the worst, I always manage to, but I try so hard to avoid it. I got to her house as I knocked on the door in anticipation.

Mark answered the door with a dish cloth on his shoulder in a muscle shirt and shorts. I tried not to be awkward as I asked "Is kiara okay? I haven't heard from her all day and I was worried."

He chucked "Come in" he said, I swallowed the lump in my throat as I stepped in the doorway. He was on his way to the kitchen, so I took my shoes off and followed him.

He continued cooking as he said "Kiara and her mom don't really have a good relationship because her mom is always on big business trips, so every once in a while her mom will come back in town and demand to spend time with kiara, and when she does they have a no phone policy with each other for the sake of actually focusing on spending time with each other."

I sat down in on of the chairs at the kitchen island, I knew Kiara was never really close with her mom, but I didn't know that.

I realized I was still at her house when I had no reason to be anymore as I got up about to leave.

"Oh wait, where are you going?" Mark asked I was confused for a second, why did he even care? "I was just gonna head back to my dorm, I just wanted to make sure she was okay."

I turned around to exit the kitchen as he said "Wait, um..why don't you stay for dinner? I cooked up way too much food for just myself."

I felt my face get hot meaning I knew it was now bright red, I turned back around to face him and shyly replied "Sure."

After realizing what I agreed to I wasn't really thinking about how weird this actually is to be having dinner with my best friends dad, but he didn't see anything wrong with it should be fine, right?

I sat down at the table as he took me up a huge plate of pasta, we managed to awkwardly engage in some conversation mid way through our meals as I felt his foot touch mine under the table.

I jumped and tried to avoid awkward eye contact, moments later when I looked at him he was taking a sip of his water and then gave me a sexy smirk. What was he trying to do?

I didn't realize I smirked back at him until I felt his foot rub against mine once again, but this time more prominently. I gave him the signal that I like it, which I honestly did but I didn't want to admit it.

Most of the meal after that was pretty much silent and awkward until he bursted out and asked "So, do you have a boyfriend?"