Mark Wahlberg Imagines

After The Show

You Are At a Marky Mark Show In The 90's

"I swear, Marky Mark was staring at you through the entire show!" your best friend Maya squealed. "He couldn't take his eyes off you!"

You shook your head. "No way he is There were a ton of beautiful girls around me He could have been looking at any one of them! Or all of them..."

Maya giggled. "I'm heading to the bar. You want anything?" She asked

"No, thanks," you said. "I'm actually gonna head home. I have got work in the morning."

"Ugh, you're dull," Maya complained.

"Good night," you said firmly.

You left the venue and started walking toward your car. You were parked close by because you knew it would be late and didn't like walking alone in the dark at nighttime.

"Hey!" shouted a voice from behind you.

You were certain they weren't talking to you, so you continued walking.

"Hey, wait!" it said again.

You scanned the area and realized you were the only one leaving, so you stopped and turned to face whoever was calling you. To your immense surprise, it was Marky Mark . He was a little winded as he jogged over to you.

"Oh, hi," you said back with a great big smile on your face . "Great show, by the way." You said

"Thanks," Mark returned, flashing a devilishly handsome smile. "Leaving already?" He said as you stood by your car

"Yeah, it's late, and I've got work..." you trailed off and realized how lame you sounded.

"Can I convince you to stay for a drink?" Mark asked.

You looked between his eager face and your car. You were tempted to stay because holy moly was he fucking attractive but you also didn't fancy feeling like a zombie tomorrow.

"Please," Mark said. "I'll definitely make it worth your while." He smiled

"How's that?" you wondered, cocking an eyebrow up at him.

"Engaging and intelligent conversation," Mark said with a smirk. "One drink, and then you can go home, I swear."

You couldn't stop the grin spreading across your lips. "Alright," you agreed. "One drink."

He pumped his fist in the air. "Excellent! What's your name, by the way?"

you told him your name offering your hand. "I already know yours." You smiled holding back your screams because you were Fangirling on the inside.

"Most people do," Mark said, shaking your hand.

You rolled your eyes and followed Mark back inside. He grabbed you two seats at the bar and ordered a round of beers. When the bartender served them, you each took a sip and then smiled at each other.

"So, Mark," you said. "Tell me something engaging and intelligent."

"Did you know that tooth enamel is the hardest substance on the human body?" Mark replied.

You blinked at him in surprise and he laughed, bark like and warm.

"I went to school to be a dentist," Mark told you.

"I would never have guessed," you said.

"Let's play a game," Mark suggested. "We guess things about each other. If we're right the person has to drink. If we're wrong the guesser has to drink."

"I think I understand," you said. "Me first. I guess that...you're an only child."

"Wrong," Mark said.

You groaned and took a drink.

"I guess that you're from the country," he continued.

"That's right!" you cried, and took another drink, and then it was your turn again. "I guess that you're a natural Brunette."

"Very good," Mark said, and took a drink. "I guess that you have a boyfriend."

You shook your head. "Drink."

"I'm not complaining about that one," Mark said before he did so.

You went back and forth this way, and you had to admit it was a fun way to get to know someone. You continued until both your drinks were gone.

"Shall we play another round?" Mark offered.

"I really can't," you said, but you took a napkin from the bar and retrieved a pen from your purse. You scribbled your phone number on it and handed it to him. "Let's play again sometime, yeah?"

Mark grinned. "Hell yeah. Just one last thing."  He said  "What is it?" You Replied

He leaned forward and started kissing your soft lips and It was surprisingly gentle and his hands just grazed your waist, as if he was debating pulling you closer. Mark let them rest there but didn't push one way or the other. Your arms coiled around his neck. When you broke apart and looked at each other, you felt like electricity sparked between your eyes.

"See you later Mark ," you whispered before pulling away.

"Count on it," he replied.