Markiplier Imagines

69. Beautiful

Imagine 69! *insert Lenny face here* Instead of making this imagine smutty, I wanted to give you guys an image of what my dream date with a guy/girl would look like. (If you guys didn't know, I'm a bisexual bean!) By the way! (Y/F/C) means your favorite candy.

"Don't forget your bag. You always do."

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It was Friday, and you had just come home from work. Not only did your boss, Matt, work you to the bone, but you also had a lot of taxes to pay. You've been stressed these last couple of days, and you were so happy it was Friday.

You opened the door and ran straight to the bedroom. You didn't see Mark in there, so you figured he might be recording. You plopped yourself on to the bed and spread your whole body across it.

You took a couple of deep breaths and closed your eyes.

It felt so good to be home.

After five minutes of laying on the bed, you saw the door open;

Mark!

He chuckled at the sight of you just spread out on the bed;

"Hey, cutie. I have a surprise for you. Be ready in five minutes, don't wear anything too fancy." He said, walking out after.

You sat up and cocked your head. A surprise? Nothing fancy? Ugh, was Mark taking you to bug museum again? You hoped not.

You changed out of your work clothes and  into a cute baby-blue sundress and some comfortable wedges to go with. Since you already had makeup on from work, you only reapplied some mascara.

You walked out of the room to see Mark waiting on the couch. He was wearing a nice, tight v-neck and a sexy pair of cargo shorts.

He saw you and smiled.

"You look absolutely amazing..." He said, almost out of breath. You blushed as spun around, making the seam of the dress flow.

He chuckled once again after you did this and pecked your lips. "Don't forget your bag. You always do." He said, smirking at you.

You rolled your eyes and grabbed your purse from the coffee table. Mark then opened the door, allowing you to walk out first.

You both headed to the car, Mark opening the door for you. You hopped into the passenger seat of the car and Mark began to drive.

He drove into an area that you weren't familiar with. You furrowed your eyebrows as you looked out the window.

"Don't worry. It'll all come back." He said, noticing your confusion. He finally pulled into the parking lot of a huge park. That's when it clicked;

Your first date was here.

You looked at him and smiled. The fact that he remembered made you so happy.

He looked at you with a smile you've never seen before. You didn't know what it was, but you loved it.

You both stepped out of the car and he pulled a huge bag out of the trunk. You wondered what could've been inside.

You both began to walk, one of his hands holding yours, the other holding the bag. You both kept walking until he finally said;

"Let's stop here." He placed down the bag and reached inside. He pulled out a large blanket, two sodas, and four (Y/F/C) bars.

Your favorite candy.

"Sit!" He said enthusiastically. You sat down and he did too. You then laid down on the blanket and rested your head under your hands.

He laid down shortly after you. You both looked up at the sky, describing what the clouds looked like.

"I'm telling you, (Y/N)! It looks like Barney!" Mark said pointing at a cloud.

Which looks like a mustache, by the way. NOT Barney.

"Okay, fine. You win!" You said, capitulating this cute cloud argument. You sat up, grabbing one of the (Y/F/C) from the blanket. You broke it in half and fed a piece to him.

"I don't know what looks so amazing... The clouds or the bits of crumbs on your lips." Mark said.

You giggled;

"Oh no! That's embarrassing!" You said in a cute panic, trying to locate the loose crumbs. That's when Mark put his hands on yours. He leaned in and kissed your lips, taking the crumbs with him.

"I got them." He smiled at you. You blushed.

"I love you, Mark. This week has been so stressful with Matt working me so hard and-"

"Sh. Don't even think about that right now. Just look at me, and everything will be okay."

You grinned. "Okay." You said, staring deep into his eyes. Mark rubbed your cheeks with his thumbs as he stared back into your eyes.

You then remembered the smile you saw earlier on Mark. You finally had a word to describe it:

Beautiful.