Markitwo Imagines (markiplier imagines)

//the picture booth

As a teen, I always wondered what it would be like getting into a picture booth with a significant other. My friends always made silly faces and we couldn't stop laughing at each other because of it. But the group soon thinned out. It was just me coming up to the old photo booth, even in my twenties. It was shut off. Someone was buying the photo booth. I decided to take a seat in it one last time before it headed to its new home. I could remember my first time taking a picture in here with my friends, I had no idea where the camera was so I didn't know what to look at.

Tyler, my brother, popped up out of nowhere. "You look like you're having fun," he chuckled jokingly. I could only bring up a small smile. "I know... memories are probably flooding that mind of yours right now."

"All kinds," I said, sighing. "I guess I thought my friends would want to cherish it as much as I do, or you know, maybe I'd have a boyfriend to take pictures with, but.."

"You're in luck sis," Tyler said quickly. "Mark just bought the photo booth because they were going to just throw it out at a junkyard. Mark would probably let you use it if you went over to his house. And I know, he's not your boyfriend."

Mark was Tyler's best friend. I remembered the first time I ever met him was after taking my very first session of pictures in the booth.

"You three are lame, I can't believe you'd take pictures in that dusty thing!"  Ethan began laughing at us.

"Shut up! It's not like you're doing anything fun!" One of my then friends had stuck her tongue out and kicked him.

"How about we all take a photo in there?" Mark spoke. "Wouldn't that be fun Ethan? Just one?" Mark looked at me and began to turn red, and Tyler had noticed.

"You have a crush on one of them!" Tyler laughed. "Don't you? I bet you do, your face says it all!"

"I don't! I'm just trying to be nice!" Mark announced, pushing his glasses up.

We were all so young. And I had a crush on the kid who pushed his glasses up multiple times.

"Would Marks girlfriend let me?" I asked.

"Girlfriend?" Tyler was confused. "Oh, you mean Amy."

"Yeah," I smiled. "She's really pretty and nice, but I don't want to disturb them, you know?"

"Mark and Amy haven't been together for a few years (Y/N)," Tyler notified me. "So I'm sure nobody will stop you besides Mark, if he wanted to."

Dumbfounded, I managed to let an "oh" slip from my lips. "I really hope he lets me! Maybe we can all take pictures in it when it lands in it's new home!"

"I'm sure he would like that," Tyler smiled. "Chica too."

"Oh my, I miss Chica."

"If you went over there like you used to, I bet she would remember you, and misses you just as much."

"I doubt it!" I laughed. "Ty, let's go get something to eat. I'm actually starving, my stomach could be eating me from the inside out."

"You're a goober," Tyler rolled his eyes as he got out of the photo booth.

Eight in the morning. "Stupid alarm," I groaned. It was my day off, yet I forgot to shut my alarm off. I got up anyways, continuing my day. I turned the tv onto (favorite/movie) to have some background noise as I made coffee and breakfast. A knock on my door could be heard as I tried to take a bite of my french toast. "Come in!" I said, knowing my mail doesn't come till ten.

A familiar face opened the door. "Hey there, your brother said I should stop by. I have the photo booth at my house now, it's plugged in and working perfectly, if you want to see my test pictures?" Mark was in my house.

"Really? You do?" I smiled, talking up to him. His pictures were adorable and goofy. Nobody can make me smile the way he could, even after a few years. Instead of complimenting them, however, I hugged him. It shocked him, but I knew he was okay with it when he wasn't so tense. "Thank you, I was sure they were going to just throw it away like all of my friends did."

He hugged me back. Tighter that I had hugged him. "It's for you." He took a deep breath. "I know it's important to you and your brother wanted me to buy it so you can make more memories with whoever you want."

I pulled back to look up at him. "Are you serious?" I asked.

"Would I ever lie to you?" He asked me.

"I mean-"

"Okay, maybe once."

"Once!?" I was taken aback, but jokingly, of course.

"I'll tell you later," he smiled.

"Hey, would you like some breakfast? I have plenty of leftovers if you want some?"

"Did you make that famous French toast of yours?" He loved that stuff.

"Why wouldn't I? It's the best thing I can make!"

"You make everything good, I could eat you out of house and home I bet!" Mark laughed.

"Beware, Ethan and Tyler stayed the night last night," Mark rolled his eyes. He opened the door to his house, where Ethan and Tyler were both standing in the kitchen, sipping at coffee.

"(Y/N)!" Ethan rushed over to me, "I feel like I haven't seen you in years!"

"It's only been a few days Ethan," I laughed, hugging him back.

"We all took photos in the booth last night, did you see them!?"

"No, Mark only showed the ones of himself," I replied.

"I thought you may think Ethan was acting cute so I didn't want to show you," Mark exclaimed.

"How rude," Ethan laughed. "This guys had a crush on y- on the booth since we first saw it."

"Yeah, the booth," Tyler huffed.

"Well then, it may be early, but let's go take pictures in it right now!" I smiled widely. "Please?" They all agreed and we went to the basement where I could see the booth put in the perfect corner. "Hey, these are all pictures of us."

"Of course they are," Mark put a hand on my back, but quickly removed it.

We all entered the booth. Ethan and Tyler sat behind Mark and I, as we all smiled for the first photo. Next, we all made funny faces and we messed the third one up by laughing. The final picture was my favorite picture. "How about you two kiss and we make really disgusted faces?" Ethan wiggled his eyebrows, well, tried to.

"What?" I laughed.

Tyler nudged me. "Just do it," he whispered.

I was surprised when Mark placed his hand on my cheeks and pulled me in for a kiss, and I was happy to have my wish come true. "Hey you, I like you. I've always liked you."

I didn't get to say anything back but shake my head in a 'yes' motion.

"So, are we your kids now or what?" Ethan asked.