Mark's POV

I had gone up to my recording room to make a couple videos for my channel. Once I was done I went back downstairs to check on y/n. I sat by the couch. She was so pretty even while she was asleep. I saw her eyes start to open and sat up straight. Blushing.
"Markimoo, were you waiting for me to get up?" She asked, teasing me as I started blushing harder. She laughs and tells me how funny it is when I blush, I look down, trying to hide it.

Your POV

"Oh!" Mark says so suddenly it makes me stop laughing. "Did you remember anything lately?" he asks, hope filling his eyes.
"Well, I remember that time you were... *gulp* at that party and you were... slightly drunk and you kind of k-kissed that girl..." I trailed off, looking at the floor. He couldn't love me, no he must have had some drinks then too... but he couldn't have! He said no more drunk Minecraft because of... that thing... So then what was it!? Heat of the moment? All I know is that he couldn't love me, but the crush I head already had on him was growing slightly. My face turned hot as he looked into my eyes.
"Do you wanna get some lunch?" He asked, a silly grin spreading across his face. I stared and smiled back. 'This is where I belong.' I thought to myself as Mark lifted me from the couch. I never wanted to let go of his hand, and I didn't think I ever would.

Sorry for the short chapter, I just had another idea for a Markiplier × reader where your a kid and... well, you'll have to see for yourself.