Song: Endlessly
Artist: The Cab

"There's a shop down the street
Where they sell plastic rings
For a quarter a piece, I swear it"

Mark didn't have much. He had his loyal pup, Chica and his girlfriend, y/n. He was walking home one evening and stopped by the small shop that was a mile away from home. He saw little plastic rings that kids were playing with. He smiled and paid for his drink and with a spilt thought he bought a ring as well.

Yeah, I know that it's cheap
Not like gold in your dreams
But I hope that you'll still wear it.

He made his way home, he opened the door to be greeted by his roommates and dog. His roommates were annoying and rude (to other people) but he can't pay the bills alone. He went up stairs to your room, you weren't mean. You were the nicest girl around (to him).
He knocked before entering, there you were, sitting at your desk.
"Hey Mark!" You cheered.
"Hey y/n, I have something for you...I'm sorry it's cheap" he said with a sad face.
You tilted your head but then smiled as he took your hand. He handed you the ring, you smiled and jumped into his arms.
"Thank you Mark! I love it!" You said and slipped it onto your ring finger which made Mark extremely happy.

Yeah, the ink may stain my skin
And my jeans may all be ripped
I'm not perfect, but I swear
I'm perfect for you

Mark left y/n to her studies. He went to the bathroom and pulled his dirty work shirt off. He stared in the mirror at himself.

"God I hate these" he said as he attempted to rub them off. But of course..they're permeant.
Y/n peaked her head in to see Mark tearing up about his tattoos. A small tear ran down his cheek. She tipped toed in a wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Your ink is beautiful Marki" she said and kissed his back.

And there's no guarantee
That this will be easy
It's not a miracle ya need, believe me

It was Friday morning, Mark had just left the house after a heated argument between you two. But after awhile, he calmed down and felt guilty.

Yeah, I'm no angel, I'm just me
But I will love you endlessly
Wings aren't what you need, you need me

Mark ran home and barged into your room, something he never does.
"Mark! Are you okay?" You asked concerned.
He ran up and wrapped you in a hug.
"I'm so sorry!" He cried out.
You smiled and rubbed his back.
"It's okay Angel" you said. He pulled away.
"I'm no angel y/n...we've talked about this" he mumbled.

There's a house on the hill
With a view of the town
And I know how you adore it
So I'll work everyday
Through the sun, and the rain
Until I can afford it

Mark left for work the next morning. He passed the house, the little two bedroom house on the hill away from town. It was  something you were in love with but never talked about because of money.
Mark got to work and did more than he normally does. For the past few months, he's worked late..every single night which concerned you. What's going on with your Mark?

Yeah, your friends may think I'm crazy
Cause they can only see
I'm not perfect, but I swear, I'm perfect for you

You went out with your friends and expressed how you felt about Mark being gone all the time. They not only trashed him but begged you to leave him.
You didn't know Mark was near to hear their trash talking. He was going to surprise you for lunch but he was too hurt to do anything.
"But I'm perfect for you" Mark thought..at least he was hoping.

And there's no guarantee
That this will be easy
It's not a miracle ya need, believe me
Yeah, I'm no angel, I'm just me
But I will love you endlessly
Wings aren't what you need, you need me

Mark sat in his room with Chica. He traced his tattoos while his mind poisoned him with every negative thing about himself.

You need me, I know you need me
You need me, I know you need me
You need me, I know you need me
You need me, I know you need me

You walked in to Mark room to see him.
"Hey Mark" you smiled and sat beside him.
He didn't respond. You sighed and took his hand.
"I love you Mark, more than anything" you said and kissed his cheek. He looked at you, his smile was still there. Not very bright but it was there.

Ink may stain my skin
And my jeans may all be ripped
I'm not perfect, but I swear
I'm perfect for you

"I'm perfect for you right?" Mark asked.
"Yeah, I wouldn't have it any other way" you told him. He nodded.
"I want to show you something" he said and took your hand, leading you out the front door and down the street.

And there's no guarantee
That this will be easy (this will be easy)
It's not a miracle ya need, believe me (won't you believe me?)

Mark held your hand as he walked towards the little house. The little house you love, the one he bought for you. He covered your eyes as y'all got close.

Yeah, I'm no angel, I'm just me
But I will love you endlessly
Wings aren't what you need, you need me (you know you need me)

He un-covered your eyes and you gasped.
"Mark" you said, looking at the house. It was all fixed up and nice.
"Oh my god" you said and jumped into his arms. "You're an angel Mark!!"
"No y/n, I'm not" Mark laughed softly. "I just love you a lot"

You need me (I know you need me), you need me (I know you need me)
You need me (I know you need me), you need me (I know you need me)

You let Mark go from the hug and walked towards the house. He unlocked it and handed you the key.
You looked around, it was perfect. Cute and little. Just what you wanted.
"Thank you so much Mark!" You said and hugged him again.
"You're welcome y/n" Mark smiled.

There's a shop down the street
Where they sell plastic rings
For a quarter a piece, I swear it
Yeah, I know that it's cheap
Not like gold in your dreams
But I hope that you'll still wear it

After a few days, you guys moved in. Now it was you, Mark and Chica. And it was amazing. Mark was a lot happier, sure he still had his moments but he was better. Just think, this all started with a little plastic ring which you still wear proudly.