My Christmas Gift (A Markiplier x Reader)

Chapter 9 - is the popcorn worth it?!?

Your POV

I got back from Dairy Queen and just laid on my bed. I didn't know what to do. Should I tell Mark I like him, and if he doesn't feel the same we can still be friends? It would be very awkward though. And I can't just tell him I like him through text, that seems stupid.

Time skip

After pondering for awhile I decided I will tell Mark I like him. I don't know how and when I will tell him. But I will tell him. I'm just worried, what if he doesn't feel the same. I sighed. I think too much, sometimes you need to listen to your heart rather than logic.

I had given Mark my address when we met so he could come by, and we could watch TV or something than I'll tell him. Ugh I don't know. I'll give him a call and see if he wants to watch Aladdin.

I went to my contacts and found Marks name. I took a deep breath and clicked call.

"Hey (Y/N)!" Mark said. I smiled.
"Hey Markio. I was wondering if you wanted to come to my house and we could watch Aladdin or something." I said, I was confident.
"Maybe you come to my place. My TV is huge, I don't know why, it just is. My address is (address)" Mark said. The large tv already convinced you his house was the better option.
"Alright I'll be there soon. Bye merk." I said.
"Bye (Y/N)!"

I got into my car and began driving to Marks house, super hyped to watch Aladdin. It's like one of my favorite Disney movies. (it's mine at least)

I got to his place and hopped out of the car. I took a deep breathes and knocked. After a few knocks Mark opened the door. I smiled at him. He's adorable.

"Hello, welcome to the home of THE (emphasis on the THE) Markiplier!" I laughed at his goofiness. "Here's the couch. You sit on it. I got some popcorn in the microwave we can snack on while we watch the movie."

"Cool beans." I said. The microwave beeped and Mark ran off to the kitchen and came back with a large bowl of popcorn.

"YAY FOOD!" I exclaimed. Food is like real good. Mark got the movie ready and sat next to me on the couch. The popcorn bowl separated us from each other. On occasion we would grab popcorn at the same time and I could feel his fingers against my hand, but we never held hands.

When the part where Aladin and Jasmine sung a whole new world, we sang too. But very unprofessionally. Goofily I guess, that's probably not a word but oh well. I loved how goofy we both are.

The movie ended and it was time for a battle to the deaths. There was one, not two, but one piece of popcorn left. I stared at Mark angrily like they do in those western movies. I held my hand out, then quickly put my hand in the bowl.

Then Mark  lightly slapped my wrist and I made a sad face.

"I just relized..." I said. Mark looked confused. "This one piece of popcorn, may not even be good. The buttery taste might be gone, it's probably really crunchy. Why are we here, just to suffer?" I finished.

Mark picked up the piece of popcorn, and stared at it for a moment. Then stuck it in his mouth. Then he spit it out in a napkin because I was right.

Dang I love Mark.

Yo dudes it's a new chapter. Hope yall liked it.

-Grace