Mark has been hanging out with me for a couple of days now, although we haven't gone on another date. In fact, he's been knocking at my apartment door almost every single day. And it's not that that annoys me the most. It's the fact that his knocking wakes me up early in the morning; earlier than the usual time that I would wake up to go to work. Yes, I understand that he just wants to hang out and get to know me better, but it's just way too early for me! But I guess he compensates for it by driving me to the café and cooking me great food for breakfast. One does get tired of cereal every once in a while. In order for me to sleep in a little later, I gave Mark a duplicate of my apartment's key.

My day started when my alarm clock started beeping. I stirred around my bed, attempting to stretch my body. I yawned then finally got out of bed and walked into the hall, which was filled with the smell of bacon and eggs. I yawned once more then went into the dining room to see Mark wearing my apron and a chef's hat while placing plates on the table. He was too busy setting up to notice me leaning against the arch-like divider. But once he did, he grinned and told me to sit down. He removed the apron and chef's hat and placed them on the counter. I couldn't help but ask, "Where did you even get that chef hat?" He answered as he was about to sit, "I bought it for a skit for my channel. I got attached to it I guess and now I use it whenever I cook." I giggle at my silly... something.

We haven't exactly established what we were. I mean, we are soulmates but he hasn't asked me to be his boyfriend. I guess we're at that weird stage where we're not together but we sort of are. I'll just think of a better label.

Anyways, as I started eating my breakfast, Mark was staring at his sunny-side up eggs. "What's wrong?" I questioned. He replied, "I just remembered that I still don't know what color the egg yolk is." My eyes widened, "Wait, you can see that now?" He nodded, "I have been, ever since we went on that date. It was the color of the sun and its light. I just keep forgetting to look it up." I stared at him, "How do you forget to check the color of the sun?" Mark just glared at me. I was about to get up to get my book when he stopped me, "No, you go eat and get ready for work. I'll go get it. It's on the mantel of your fireplace, right?" I told him yes with my mouth full of bacon.

He walked towards my fireplace and grabbed the small book on top. Mark started going through the paged until he saw the color he was looking for. "It's yellow!" Mark exclaimed, who came running into the room.

The last time either of us saw new colors was when we went on our date. You would've thought that we would see new colors every day at the rate that we've hanging out. Felix told us that colors would appear whenever we had our first experiences. I saw blue when we first met while Mark saw violet. When Mark caught me as I was falling, I saw red and he saw brown. Cry said that this could be considered as our first hug. We both saw green after our first time holding hands. I saw pink on the stuffed bunny that Mark won for me, which is also his first gift to me. I saw orange in the flames in my fireplace the night after our first date while he saw yellow. Those are pretty much the only colors we can see as of now.

Mark walked back into the room and sat back down at the dining table. We continued to eat. Afterwards, I got ready for work while Mark cleaned the mess he made in the kitchen. I buttoned up my uniform then Mark opened the door and lead me out.

As we were driving, I was astounded by my surroundings, just like always. Everything was so magical. If it looked so beautiful with only a few colors, just imagine how it would look when the whole color palette engulfed everything! Unfortunately, I can't because I don't have an idea what the other colors look like. Hopefully, I will soon.

The car stopped in front of the café. Instead of unlocking the door, Mark looked at me and said, "Hey, I was wondering whether you'd like to go to my apartment later. I have this awesome video idea and there's nobody better to do it with but you." I nodded. He smiled, "Alright, I'll pick you up later after work." Then he kissed me on my nose. "Now go serve the best drinks in L.A.!" Mark cheered, finally unlocking the door.

I got out of the car and went inside of the café. I immediately saw Felix and Cry sitting at one booth in the corner. Cry stood up and strode up to me, "Is Mark still there?" They knew about my new transportation method. I answered, "I think so." He nodded and went out of the establishment. I looked at Felix and raised my eyebrow. He just shrugged. Weird.

I took my apron from the hook by the counter and started, just like Mark said, making the best drinks in L.A.

|| Time Skip ||

Felix and I were waiting outside for our respective... men. Still working on those labels. We were talking about the random crap that we watch on YouTube. A few minutes later, Mark arrived to pick me up.

We drove to his house. I asked Mark, "What did Cry want from you earlier?" He kept his eyes on the road, "It's nothing. You'll find out earlier anyways."

Later on, we parked near the apartment complex. I looked up in awe. Damn, this building is tall. Mark joked, "Good thing you didn't bring any luggage. I don't think you could carry it all the way to the 35th floor." I turned to look at him, "The 35th?" "I have to live at the very top so that not a whole lot of people can hear me scream at games," Mark jokes once more.

The two of us get out of Mark's car. He takes my hand and walks me into the lobby. Once we were inside, he took me over to the reception desk. Mark asked the receptionist if a package arrived for him. The receptionist said no. Immediately, I noticed that the receptionist was making googoo eyes at Mark. I removed my hand from his and wrapped both of my arm around his bicep, as if to claim what was mine. To emphasize this, I glared at her. But she didn't notice. In fact, she was acting as if I wasn't there! This bitch has some fucking nerve.

"Valerie, this is Jack, my soulmate," Mark gestured at me, emphasizing the word soulmate. Once Mark said that, Valerie, the receptionist, looked at me and frowned. "Whenever Jack comes into this building, you should let him go to my condo immediately if I'm not here to wait for him," Mark added. She nodded. "Just call me if my package arrived," Mark says before leading me to the elevator.

Pressing the button, Mark asked, "Why were you so clingy back there?" I felt myself blush. "You're jealous, aren't you?" Mark laughs. "I-I'm not!" I replied, pouting at the elevator door. Mark continued laughing, "You are!" "I'm not!" I huffed. "Look at me when you say it then," Mark chuckles. I looked at him and tried to say it. I couldn't. Mark started laughing again, "See? You are jealous!" The elevator arrived and opened, I walked in saying, "Oh shush, let's just go to your condo, I'm fucking hungry." He walked in right behind me then he started hugging me, "To be honest, you're adorable when you get jealous." Then he kissed me on my cheek.

He pressed the button that has the number 35 on it. As the elevator rose Mark started telling me about Valerie, "Valerie is one of those people who doesn't have a soulmate. I don't really know if her soulmate died without them meeting or if she doesn't have a soulmate at all. All I know is that she thinks that if she flirts with people, she might force them to be her own soulmate. Of course that's not gonna work but she believes that it will happen." We stood there in silence. "You know, what you said made me almost feel bad for her," I stated. Mark questioned my statement, "Almost?" I nodded, "Yeah. Her situation's pretty sad but the thing she's doing? I hate it, makes her look desperate." Mark chuckled, "I've noticed the fact that you hate it earlier, you were glaring at the poor lady!" I punched his shoulder. "Ow! It's true!" Mark exclaims.

The elevator opened once more and we stepped out. "I think you gonna love the view from my apartment," Mark says as we were walking, "It's a really great view of the city. You could see the top of the rides at the carnival over at the . I swear, it's amazing." We stopped in front of a door at the end of the hall. Mark unlocked the door and gestured me to come inside, "Welcome to mi casa!" Giggling, I walked in. I continued walking to the huge glass wall on the other side. Mark was right. The view was astounding. I could see everything he told me, the Ferris Wheel, the coastline, the top of the buildings. Everything looks amazing. Then I looked down. That's when I freaked out. I am terrified of heights. Absolutely terrified of it. I started walking backwards.

I tripped over my legs and fell. Once again, Mark was able to catch me. I looked up to see his grinning face. "I swear to God, you have to stop falling over," He laughs. I laugh as well, "It's not like you don't like catching me." "If you just wanted to be in my arms, just tell me," Mark says, helping me stand up. I rolled my eyes and punched his shoulder.

I walked away from him and continue admiring Mark's lounge. The shelves by his television were filled with video games and memorabilia. I saw my favorite game, Shadow of the Colossus. I turned towards Mark and asked, "Can we play?" He shakes his head, smiling, "That's not why I invited you here for." "What am I here for exactly?" I asked once more.

"Follow me," Mark winks. I must've looked startled because Mark says this next, "I won't do anything inappropriate with you, don't worry." Then he laughs. He walks towards his bedroom. Inside, there was a camera in tripod facing the bed. "I know this probably looks weird but like I said, nothing inappropriate," Mark says, scratching his head. Then he continues, "Anyways, I wanted to film with you, for me to post on my YouTube channel. Cry and Felix did this yesterday if you didn't know but he tagged me in the 'Soulmate Tag'. Who else can I do it with except for you?" That made me laugh.

He sat on the bed then patted the spot next to him, motioning for me to sit beside him. So I did. Damn, his bed was so soft. I just want to be on this bed forever.

"Shall we start now?" He asked. I nodded. Mark turned the camera on and started recording, opening the video with, "Hello everybody, my name's Markiplier and I'm here with my soulmate, Jack!" He gestured towards me, I ended up staring at him. "Say something, you dork," Mark chuckles. "Uh, B-booper dooper?" I awkwardly stutter. We both end up laughing. He looks back to the camera, "Anyways, the reason why Jack's here with me is that we're about to do the Soulmate Tag! Cry did this with his soulmate, Felix. They're pretty good friends of ours in real life." Then he turned towards me and said, "Let's start!" Mark whipped out his phone from his pocket and started scrolling through his Twitter feed, "Earlier, I tweeted out saying that we were doing the Soulmate Tag and now, we're going to start answering them!"

"Let's start with the usual 'how'd you meet?' question," Mark says, "That tweet was submitted by markseyebrows, by the way. Jack, how 'bout you answer this one first?" I chuckled nervously then said, "Sure. Uh, we met at the café that Cry's family owns. I work there and Mark was one of my customers. Unfortunately, we didn't have a meet-cute like soulmates are supposed to have." The whole time I was looking at the camera, so when I looked over to Mark, I saw the confused look on his face. "What's a meet-cute?" He asks. I reply, "It's like the cute clichés on how people met. Like in the romantic movies, something happens and you know that the two people that meet are the ones who end up together." He just nods.

We ended up answering a lot of questions. But there was one big question at the end of our little recording session, "So, this is the last question for now and this may seem a little bit too forward, but septicmoo asked, 'Have you two kissed yet?'" I was startled. Mark looked at the camera and thought about it, "I don't think we have, actually. I mean, sure I have kissed Jack, on the forehead and cheeks." He turned to me again and I was still shocked with the question. Then he smirked and said, "However, I want to try it though. Can we?" I could feel my eyes widen at his statement.

I turned to look at him. Mark then winked at me. He moved over towards me. Surprisingly, I found myself inching closer to him. Jack, do you even want this? Do I?

Yes. Yes, I do.

Mark's face was near mine. He cupped my cheeks and inched his lips closer. He stopped when his face was close, as if waiting for my decision. I closed the short distance and placed my lips onto his. Mark pulled my face closer, deepening the kiss. Then he pulled away. I pouted.

"We have a Q&A to finish, remember?" Mark joked. He looks back at the camera and said, "Well, to answer septicmoo's question, yes. We've kissed." I blushed. "Like I said, that was the last question. So thank you guys so much of watching, and as always, I will see you, in the next video! Buh bye!" Then he stood up to stop the recording and turned it off.

Mark sat next to me once more. "Normally, I'd immediately edit the footage but since you're obviously hungover from that kiss... ," Mark told me, drifting off from his sentence, winking. He turned his head to the left, leaning into me, brushing his lips against mine. Our noses bumped, making the two of us giggle. He pulled back. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him back to me. Mark chuckled, "Someone's eager." I shushed him, pressing my lips back onto his. He placed his hands on my waist as he leaned back, lying down on the bed. I climbed onto his lap, straddling him. As much as I wanted to stay in this position with him, he leaned away to breathe. "That was hot," Mark remarked. I giggled and climbed off his lap.

I laid down next to him, placing my head on his chest. "Stay with me tonight?" Mark whispers. I looked at him then nodded. I realized that his eyes weren't black anymore. They were a little bit lighter than black. It was quite warm and gentle. Unfortunately, I left my book at my apartment so I couldn't look up the color.

I was drawing random lines and curves on his chest when I yawned. Mark asked, "Are you tired?" I nodded once again. He dragged the covers over us and pulled me closer towards him. I buried my head into his chest, slowly drifting to sleep.

Before I truly fell asleep, I heard Mark mumble something, "I like you Jack. Not only because you're my soulmate, but because you're a great person. I'm looking forward to more of our adventures. Sweet dreams."

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