A giggled escaped your lips as you settled down beside your boyfriend Mark on one of his spare chairs, his camera equipment set up in front of you and your makeup all over his table under the device. You watched the red haired male fumble about with the electronics for a moment before asking "Do you need any help?"

"No I've got it." He replied seconds later, dropping back into his chair and getting ready to hit record. "Ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be." Mark nodded and pressed the small red button, waiting for he light to appear before he started speaking.

"Hello everybody my name is Markiplier and as you can see this is going to be a different type of video as I have my lovely girlfriend (Y/N) here."

"Hi!" You waved, a small present if your face. Mark had introduced you to his fans a little over a year ago and most had taken a liking to you, but of course there was a few that didn't like you but you didn't care, everyone had people like that.

"So today we are going to combine two tags slash challenges while sort of making them our own." Your boyfriend explained. "I'm going to allow (Y/N) to do my makeup while we answer questions from you lovely people. I asked you to tweet me questions about or relationship and we're going to answer as many as we can, a bit like the couple tag but with different questions. Right lets get to it!"

"How are you planning on reading the tweets without your glasses?" You asked, pulling said item off his face and folding them up to place them on the table. Mark stared at you for a few moment, unsure of his answer. "I'll read them, pass me your phone." You laughed, placing the BB cream and brush you had in one hand and taking his phone in the other. Smiling to yourself you scrolled down the page slightly and stopped randomly and pointing to a tweet.

"Mark are you bring (Y/N) to this years Pax Prime?" Placing the phone on the table you began brushing the BB cream onto Mark's face as he began speaking.

"Maybe, I mean it depends on what she has on." He shrugged. "She had her own social life and she's still at university so it depends,but I'd love to."

"If I'm free I'll definitely come but like Mark said I might be at school." You added. "I mean I see some of you in the streets anyway but I'd love to meet more of you, you've all been so supportive and you're all so sweet." You put down the BB scream and grabbed your foundations, taking Marks hand to test them as you did so. Flicking your eyes back to your boyfriends phone you asked another question. "(Y/N) have you met any of Marks friends? I've met Jack."

"And Wade and Bob." Mark said before sneezing as you ran one of your brushes over his nose.

"And Felix. That's it really. I tend to stay out of the way when he has people visiting." You admitted. "Since I don't live with Mark that's easy to do." The pair of you continued for twenty minutes, answering the views questions and having a laugh as you recalled memories from the beginning of your relationship. By the time Marks makeup was finished your face and stomach hurt from laughing too much.

"Okay final question!" Mark announced, putting his glasses back on so he could read it. As he picked up his phone you began tidying up your makeup a bit, so you didn't have loads to do when you finished recording. While you were busy Mark shifted in his chair and tilted the camera down slightly before getting down onto the floor. "(Y/N)?" He called, causing you to turn. You came face to face with the wall and not the face of your 3 year long boyfriend, causing you to frown.

"Mark?" You called, turning your head back and forth before looking down. Mark gave you a shy smile as he stood on one knee with a black velvet box in his hands.

"(Y/N) we've know each other for five years and have been in a relationship for three of those five years. These past three years have been the best three years of my life so far, I've made some of best memories with you and I want to make even more. So, (F/N), will you make me the happiest man alive and become Mrs (Y/N) Fischbach?" A tear fell from you eye as covered your mouth and nodded, unable to form words. Falling from your chair you instantly embraced Mark into a tight hug.

You both sat on the floor for a few seconds holding each other tight before Mark pulled away and popped open the velvet box to reveal a silver banned ring with a small gem on the top. Either side of the gem the ring twisted and crossed over itself until it came together for the final bit of the band. "It's beautiful." You whispered, allowing Mark to slip the ring into your left hand. "I love you."

"I love you too." Your now fiancé replied, tenderly kissing your lips before turning to look at the camera that you had forgotten was there. "Thank you everybody for watching and I will see you in the next video." Mark then stopped the recording before turning back to you, a large smile still plastered on his makeup covered face. "Now, can we get this off my face?"

"Yeah." Climbing to your feet you pulled Mark towards the bathroom where you helped him wash all the makeup off. Once his face was back to normal you wrapped your arms around his neck and grinned up at him. "How many people knew you were proposing?"

"Five."

"Five?" The red haired male nodded, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"My Mom, My Dad, Your Mom, Your Dad and Jack." You rolled your eyes. "I love your Dad but asking if I could marry his daughter was one of the scariest things ever."

"He always said he would be very picky when it came to allowing a man to marry me." You replied. "But he said when he first met you he liked you."

"Oh thank God."

"You wouldn't be marrying me if he didn't like you."

"Good point."

A few hours later your Twitter notifications blew up with congratulations and over excited fan girls sending you the same video over and over again. Finally clicking on it you smiled at the title and thumbnail. The thumbnail was you and Mark on the floor hugging, the velvet box present at your side and facing the camera. 'She said yes!' The name of the video read, causing you to giggle as you curled up beside Mark on the sofa, your hands intertwined and your head resting on his shoulder.