My Christmas Gift (A Markiplier x Reader)

Chapter 3 - Meeting Him

Your POV

I got back from work and quickly ran to my computer to watch Mark's new video. The videos were a FNAF fan game. I love when Mark plays fan games, especially of FNAF. The other video was a Try Not to Laugh, which I absolutely love because Mark has the most adorable laugh.

I watched both videos and laughed. Mark was always there when I needed a good giggle. I was still trying to decide what I could do with my designing capabilities. I decided to check Instagram and I went to the Markiplier hashtag. And in the hashtag there were these really cool photo edits of Mark, than I had a go at making one.

I finished and I was really proud of it. (Yours can look like the one on the top, which I made or look like whatever)

I posted it on any social media I could.  After finishing posting all the picture and eating a cheese stick my phone dung. I picked it up and Mark tweeted something, a picture of Chica. Chics was adorable.

I was getting kinda bored and really didn't have much else to do so I just decided to go to the park. The park was close by so I just walked across the street to get there.

There weren't many kids there probably because of homework or something, so I just sat on a swing. I listened to the squeak the swing made, which was calming but annoying. I just sat there, just me and my thoughts until I heard a voice.

"AGH DARN IT!" I didn't know who said it, and couldn't see who said it so I just continued minding my own business until the voice you heard earlier said, "Hey, uh, sorry for bothering you but what time is it?" I then recognized the voice but you weren't sure. I looked up at him, and saw Mark. I knew he needed to know the time.

I checked my watch and said, "its...uh...f-fi-five th-thirty." I mentally facepalmed. I stuttered so much.

"All right thanks!" Mark said. I nod. Mark walks away than turns around and looks at the swing next to me and points to it. "Can I sit there?" He asks. I nod not wanting to answer with words cause I might stutter again.

"So...you a fan?" Mark asks.

Frick I thought. I nod again wanting to avoid embarrassing myself in front him.

"It's fine if your shy. If I meant me I'd probably be worried about embarrassing myself or doing something stupid too!" He says. I giggle a bit and Mark smiles. "But don't worry I won't judge you." He looks back at me and smiles again.

I laugh a bit. "Thanks." I say. Mark chuckles.

"Hey, I have to get going but maybe we can meet up again sometime." Mark pulls a pen and a napkin out of his pocket and stands on one foot so he can use his knee to write on. Mark hands me the paper. And I quickly wrote my number down on a receipt I had in my pocket and hand it to him.

"See ya." He smile and waves.

Lol you met now k. Edit:i didn't name the frickin chapter XD

-Grace