You had gone out to the store for groceries. Mark was still making videos, so you left him a note. He texted you while you were in the store.

Mark: "Aw, babe, why did you leave me? I love you!"

You: "Would you rather starve and have me or have food and me?"

Mark: "Good point. But, I wouldn't care because I'd have you ;)"

You smiled and continued to shove food into your cart. You looked up as another cart crashed into yours. You gasped.

"I'm so sorry, sir!"

"Watch where you are going, sweet thing!"

You got a creepy vibe as you apologized and went past the guy. You texted Mark while you waited in line. 

You: "Be home soon, sweetie ;)"

Mark: "Ok"

That's weird, he never just says "ok". You shook it off as you paid for the groceries. You shoved everything into your car and hopped into the driver's seat. You waited a little while for your car to heat up. You soon pulled away from the store. All you wanted to see was your Markimoo. You finally got home. You hopped out of the car and grabbed the bags. You walked inside and set the bags on the counter.

"Mark, I'm home!" You said as you walked into the living room.

You gasped at what you saw. Mark and a blonde chick were in a heated make out session.

"MARK FISCHBACH?!" You yelled as you flipped your sh*t.

He quickly pushed the girl away and rubbed the back of his hand on his lips.

"Oh, (Y/N)! Hey!"

"Hey? That's all you have to say for yourself?! Does this not mean anything to you?" You yelled as you pulled your engagement ring off.

"(Y/N)! Wait! Let me explain!" Mark said as he hopped off the couch.

"Explain what, Mark? What do you have to say for yourself?!"

"I-I-" he stuttered.

"I don't even want to hear it. You can take this back you b*sturd!" You threw the ring at him and stormed out into the cold.

You ran down the street. You heard Mark yell for you, but you didn't care. You kept running and eventually slowed down to a walk.

"How could he cheat on me?"  You thought as you zipped up your coat.

Tears streamed down your face and you eventually had to stop walking because you couldn't see. Luckily, there was a park bench next to you, so you sat down. You rubbed your hands together to get warmth before wiping your tears away.

"Why did he do this?" 

"Did I not give him what he needed? "

"What if he never liked me in the first place?"

"How long has this been going on?" These questions flooded your mind as you sat there.

People walked by and judged you as they looked at you. You sniffled as you slightly rocked back and forth on the bench. Soon you heard someone running towards you. You looked to your left to see Mark. The face that you were dying to see 30 minutes ago now filled you with hatred. You looked away as he sat next to you.

"Look, (Y/N), I'm sorry, babe. That girl is my friend and she asked to come over to talk and I didn't think anything of it. I'm so sorry. I should've stopped. I should've kicked her out.  I'm sorry."

"Did you like it?" You asked between sobs.

"What?! No! I like you and only you, babe."

"It sure looked like that when I got home."

"I'm so sorry, (Y/N). If you can't forgive me, I get it. If you never want to talk to me, I understand. Just know that I will always love you. I don't love her, I only love you."

Your heart broke when you heard him talk about never talking to each other again. You couldn't stay mad at him. One look into his sweet chocolate eyes melted away your hatred you built up inside.

"I love you two. I'm still mad, but I forgive you. Just please never do it again."

"I promise. I love you so much," he said as he wrapped his arms around you.

You two walked home. You were still mad, but were happy he apologized. You had walked for a while before he said,

"Do you still want this?"

He pulled the ring out from his coat. You stared at it for a while before saying,

"Yes."

He happily slipped it onto your finger and kissed you.

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You two got home and took your coats off. You headed into the kitchen to make hot chocolate. You had your back turned to the living room. Suddenly, you felt arms wrap around your waist.

"I can convince you to forgive me," Mark whispered seductively in your ear.

"It's going to take a lot," you said with a smile.

"I'm up for that challenge," he said as he pulled you into a kiss.