You didn't bother to unpack your things, you just jumped out of your car and ran upstairs to Mark's apartment, almost collapsing against his door as you banged.
The door opened suddenly, Mark catching you as you fell forward.
"(y/n), what's wrong?" he frowned, pulling you close to his chest. But you couldn't speak, all you could do was cry as you held onto him.
Mark didn't quite know how to react so he pulled you inside and walked you over to the couch, sitting down with you still against him.
"(y/n/) It's okay" he muttered, running a hand through your hair, feeling it catch against his fingers. "Please tell me what's wrong..." You try to calm yourself down, breathing deeply.
Mark was technically a complete stranger and yet you'd never felt so safe. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and took a few more shaky breaths.
"My... my ex" you swallow, curling up a little closer to him. "My ex told me... that he would kill me... he would kill me if I told the boyfriend of the girl he cheated on me with where he was..."
"He threatened you..." Mark muttered, you were unsure what way he took that, you couldn't see his expression. "what else did he do?"
"He... he grabbed me... by the hair and pulled me into the apartment" you swallowed, feeling Mark's arms tighten around you a little.
"(y/n)... if I'd known he was violent, I wouldn't have let you go on your own..." he muttered, resting his head on top of yours.
"I don't... he's never been that violent towards me... he was different..." you mumbled.
"Well you don't have to see him anymore..." he muttered, running a hand through your hair again. "(y/n) you should've called me...
"It wouldn't have changed anything, I don't want you getting into a fight with him because of me" you frowned, sitting up a little.
"I wouldn't have let him hurt you" he sighed, pulling you into another hug. "Now... do you want me to help you get everything out of the car?"
You nodded a little and got to your feet, feeling Mark wrap his fingers around yours as he walked down with you to your car and started unloading your stuff.
By the time you had everything moved, you were a lot calmer and mark had even managed to make you giggle, although you could tell Mark was in a terrible mood.
"What were you recording this morning?" you asked, sitting down next to him on your bed. He'd just finished helping you stick up a few posters out of your reach and now he was working on untangling the cables to your fairy lights.
"Just some drunk Minecraft..." he mumbled before looking up at you. "How long have you been a fan of mine?" That made you blush.
"Um..." you swallowed, smiling at him. "Quite a while... a few years now... I remember when you got your first million subscribers..."
"Wow" he smiled, looking back at the cables "It's weird..." he mumbled "When you see yourself as a regular person, that so many people know you and know so much about you... hell, I'm sure you could tell me things that I can't even remember off the top of my head"
"You make me sound like a stalker" You chuckle.
"No... I don't mean like that but... until a couple of days ago, we'd never met... never talked to each other..." he smiled.
"I did send you stuff" you mumbled, looking up at your windowsill which was covered in all your small figures and cuddly toys.
"really?" he asked, grinning at you. "I'd say let's go look for it, but I have an entire closet full of fanmail boxes, I haven't thrown any of the letters away... I can't bring myself to" That made you smile, to think that he'd kept something you'd sent him all that time ago. "But I am very happy we met... and I'm very happy that we're neighbors..."
"You keep saying that" you chuckled.
"Because I mean it" he smiled, wrapping an arm around you. "I can see things have been really crappy and I'm just glad that I can be there to make you feel better..."
I'm glad too" you mumbled, looking down at your hand for a moment before pulling off your engagement ring.
"He doesn't know where you live, does he?" Mark frowned, watching you play with the ring.
"No... I didn't tell him anything..." you mumble, placing the ring on your windowsill so you could pawn it at some point."No... I didn't tell him anything..." you mumble, placing the ring on your windowsil so you could pawn it at some point.
