Part3

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(y/n) = your name

You wandered back into your own apartment, looking around and quickly straightening up the few belongings you owned, placing the pizza in the kitchen so you'd have something to eat tomorrow...

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, you padded over and opened the door, smiling up at your neighbor.

"I just realized that I never ask you what your name was" he chuckled, walking into your living room.

"It's (y/n)" you smile, wandering over to pull the air mattress out of one of the remaining boxes.

"So, why the move?" he asked, sitting down on the floor.

"I'd... rather not talk about you" you mumble as you unfolded the mattress.

"Family problems?" he asked, frowning a little.

"Kinda, but that's not really why I moved, that's why I'm not living at my parents right now..." you sigh, sitting down beside him.

"Relationship problems?" he asked

"Yeah..." you sigh, shaking your head quickly "But that's over with, this is a new start..." you force a smile, turning to look at him. "What were you recording?"

"Ah I wasn't recording, I was just playing Slender Space again..." he smiled, stretching a little. "Okay, let's get this thing inflated" He jumped to his feet, grabbing the end of the mattress and finding the valve. You pass him the pump and sit back down watching him wrestle with the thing until he was just sat on the floor next to you again, hitting the pump rather than pressing it with his foot.

"Thank you for doing this" you chuckle, seeing him flop onto the floor in mock exhaustion.

"It's fine... I'm glad to help, really... it's nice to have a neighbor that isn't incredibly old or incredibly grumpy.


After about an hour of trying to inflate the mattress, Mark gave up, collapsing on the floor in genuine exhaustion. "I think I can safely say that it has a puncture" he groans, looking up at you. "I tried," he said with puppy dog eyes.

"Yes, you did" you smile, poking one of his cheeks. You had grown incredibly comfortable around him very quickly. He was just that sort of guy. Plus, you'd been watching his videos for years, you felt like you knew him so well already.

"I don't know what else to suggest though" he frowned, sitting up and looking around him. "I can't have you sleeping on the floor, that's no fun"

"Well, I was going to go shopping for a bed tomorrow, I don't have work until Monday" you mumble, starting to fold the air mattress up again.

"Well, this may sound a little creepy, but do you want to sleep on my couch for the night?" he asked, sitting up again. "I'm sorry it's not much, but it's better than leaving you to sleep on the floor..."

"You really don't have to do that" You smile at him. "You didn't have to help me with the mattress, you certainly don't have to let me sleep on your couch"

"Don't be silly, come on, I'm literally next door, It'll be just like sleeping in another room..." he smiled, getting up and jingling his keys a little. "And if you give me a shout tomorrow, I'll help you put the bed together"

"Why are you so nice?" you sigh, getting to your feet.

"I'm not overly nice, I just treat people the way I'd like to be treated..." he smiled, leading you back to his apartment.


And that's how you ended up spending the night on Mark's sofa. He'd given you a blanket and one of his pillows, saying goodnight before disappearing into his room. It normally took you a while to fall asleep int someone else's house, but the pillow he'd given you was like a long hug, the smell of whatever shampoo he must've used and body spray surrounding you as you fell asleep.

You must've really been out because you were woken by Mark's voice for the second time since you had moved in, this time he was laughing and shaking your shoulder.

"Come on sleeping beauty" he chuckled, kneeling beside you. You gasped, sitting up quickly as you remembered that you weren't in your own apartment.

"Oh god, I'm sorry..." you groan, rubbing your eyes.

"That's okay, you must've needed the rest" he smiled, standing up and pushing his hands into his pockets. "listen, I actually finished everything I needed to do today while you were sleeping, do you want me to come with you to help carry stuff?"

"Aww, you really don't have to do all this" you chuckle, your cheeks flushing a little as you smile up at him. "Really, Mark... you've given me such a warm welcome..."

"Well, sounds like you've had a crappy time if you had to run away from your ex... I just thought some kindness would help you feel better..." he muttered, blushing himself now.

"And it has" you smile sadly. "I guess if you aren't busy, then I'd love the help" you mutter, getting to your feet. "Thank you" You hold your arms out awkwardly, asking for a hug. He immediately accepted, wrapping his strong arms around you and holding you tight.

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