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Chapter Twenty-Seven: YouTuber's React (2)

Chapter Twenty-Seven: YouTuber's Reach (2)

It's so difficult writing these react things! I keep making notes on the questions, what Mark's reactions were, and I have to keep watching the video to make sure I've gotten everything right! 

Ellie 

I wake up to a solid warmth against my back and over my waist and stomach. I instantly realize, without having to look, that the solid warmth behind me is the flat-muscled chest and abdomen of Mark. I let out a small sigh, not once wanting to move or open my eyes. I feel his chest expand and shrink against my back as he breathes, his breath barely tickling the skin on my neck. Suddenly, he stirs, letting out a small groan as he shuffles around. 

I still keep my eyes shut, not wanting to disturb the peaceful moment. However, slowly but surely, Mark begins to detach his arm from my body and get up off of the bed. Cold air attacks my back, and it is only now that I realize I am no longer in my costume, but I am in a tank top and shorts. Didn't I fall asleep in my costume last night? I claw at my memory, frowning a little. I hear the sound of dragging, feel material brush over my skin. Soon, a warm blanket is draped over my body. This small act of kindness makes my heart do back flips and my stomach churn. 

I feel Mark's hand against my cheek for a moment, but then he removes it. Soon after, though, his warm lips press against my jaw. He then leaves the room, shutting the door silently behind him. As he walks down the stairs, I count all of his steps until they are too quiet for me to hear them. I roll over so that I am on my back, and I just stare up at the ceiling for a moment. I glance around the room, finding that I am not in my own. I'm in Mark's room. I can't help but smile to myself - he must have brought me into his room. And changed me? I notice that I am still wearing my bra - something I never wear when I go to bed. So he did change me. And he didn't look. What a gentleman. Sighing, I run a hand through my hair and sit up.

I hear a familiar ring tone, and notice my phone on top of my folded pile of clothes at the foot of the bed. I scoop up my phone, looking down to see who was ringing. It was an unknown number. Curious, I answer it. 

"Hello?" I say, rubbing my tired, heavy eyes. 

"Hey, Ellie, it's Ash," They say. After a few moments of silence, they realize that I must be too dazed to know who Ash is right now. "From YouTuber's react." Ash adds, causing everything in my brain to click. I smile. 

"Hey, Ash, what's up?" I ask, stretching my arms out. 

"So, we have another YouTuber's react for you and Mark to do today. Do you think you'll be able to make it for two again?" He asks, and I consider this. 

"I'll ask Mark, hold on," I say, and then I head downstairs. I let out a yawn, noticing that Mark is working on breakfast. "Hey, Mark, do you want to do another YouTuber's react today?" I ask him, and he shrugs whilst pulling out two plates. 

"For what time?" He asks, and I answer immediately. 

"Same time as the last react video we did. Two," I say, and he nods his head in agreement. I press the phone to my ear again, letting out a breath. "Yeah, he said he'll come. We'll be there for two." I tell Ash, and the call soon ends. 

I walk over to Mark, who has it back turned, and wrap my arms around his chest like I did yesterday. I slump against him, resting my cheek on his shoulder. 

"Thank you." I murmur, squeezing him one last time before releasing. 

"For what?" He asks, turning his head to see me. 

"You let me sleep beside you again," I tell him, feeling my cheeks warm. "It helps me to sleep easier. I don't get any nightmares. Thank you." I say, biting my lip. He smiles at this.