done // m.f. & s.m.

ten

For the next few weeks, I felt more alive than I ever have. I spent a lot of my time with Mark; playing video games, going on late night drives, basking in the warmth he gave me. I was on top of the world. I had never really believed in the concept of finding your 'person', but being with Mark was starting to change my mind.

Our first proper date was one of the most amazing nights of my entire life. The day after we confessed our feelings for each other, he texted me and told me to dress nice and be ready by 5pm. I wore a navy blue dress and tried my best to do the prettiest makeup I could find on the Internet. He knocked on my door at exactly 5 o'clock cleanly shaven, wearing a blazer and black pants (lord have mercy) and drove me to the fanciest place he could find. He opened my car door, paid for everything, and told me I looked beautiful about nine thousand times. If people say chivalry is dead, they've never met Mark. We were both nervous at first, but I spilled water on my dress about five minutes into dinner which eased the tension astronomically. We were laughing the whole night after that. 

The other day, Mark mentioned that he thought it would be a good idea to tell his subscribers that we're dating. They were already starting to put the pieces together, and we were having such a fun time that we wanted everyone to know about it anyway. Yes, we're that couple, I'm sorry. 

Today, on the one month mark of Mark asking me to be his girlfriend, is the day we're going to film. I put on a nice shirt but kept my pajama pants on, neatly brushed my hair, and combed through my eyelashes with mascara. I'd been in a few of Mark's videos before and I knew most of the time they were pretty chill.

I skip my way over to Mark's room, knocking on the door and opening it after a happy "come in" from the inside. "Howdy, bitch," I sang, hopping onto his bed. 

"Hey, you ready?" he chuckled from his computer desk. He was wearing a striped tank top and some basketball shorts, his hair the lovely floofy mess it usually was. I nodded and he pulled 'my' chair for recording with him next to his. He tapped on it, and I happily sat next to him. "Alright, let's go." He pressed the record button.

"Hello, everybody! My name is Markiplier and today we're doing a different kind of video. As you can see, I have a special guest with me today," Mark gestured towards me and I waved.

"Hi! I'm Jax in case you didn't already know."

"Wanna tell them what we're doing today?" Mark shifted his gaze from the webcam to me. I met his gaze and fell into those dangerous brown eyes for a moment. Every damn time. 

"So, this douchebag recently asked me to be his girlfriend." I look back at the camera, smiling.

"Hey-" he punched my arm.

"I'm kidding, babe, but I bet you could make it sound more romantic or some shit," I laugh.

"Okay, fine. I, being the manly man that I am, proudly and confidently approached her and told her she's beautiful. I kindly asked for her to join me in romance," Mark explained, falling into his awful fake-British accent halfway through his sentence. 

I burst out comically in laughter. "Yeah, okay, you wish. He was pretty much pissing his pants he was so nervous."

"Well don't tell them all of that! My manly man persona is gonna be shattered," he whined, dramatically clutching his chest. 

I rolled my eyes. "So, yes, all of your theories and calculations were correct. Don't think I don't see all of you cucks on Tumblr." I point my finger at the camera and squint my eyes. 

"Anyway, that's all we really have for today. Probably my shortest video ever, but you guys have been waiting for this so I'll let it slide. Thank you guys so much for watching, and I'll see all of you, in the next video," Mark begins his outro, laughing. I recognize my opportunity and take it. Before he says goodbye, I plant a kiss on his cheek and watch in satisfaction as his face turns bright red. "Bye-bye!" I smirk and we both wave at the camera. He reaches over and turns the recording off. 

"You bitch! That gif is going to be everywhere now."

"I know, that's why I did it," I say, hopping back onto his bed. "What are you gonna do about it?" 

"Just wait till I finish uploading this, you're gonna pay."

"Mhmm, suuuure," I tease, laying on my side and propping my head on my hand. Sure enough, as soon as the video started to process, he turned around in his chair and jumped onto the bed next to me, attacking me in kisses.

I never want this feeling to end.