"y/n, can I stay here with you tonight?"
"Of course you can, you can share the red blanket with me."
"You still have it?"
Mark looked surprised.
"It's my favourite item you gave me, so yeah."
Mark smiled widely.
"Good, that's good! Let's sleep now, I'm sleepy."
Mark laid on the bed and waited for me to join him. I climbed in next to him, and he ended up cuddling with me.
"Goodnight y/n."
"Goodnight Mark."
As soon as Mark shut his eyes, I turned to look at him. His face wasn't visible, but I could feel him smiling at me. I smiled back and closed my eyes.
And so I thought..
My face is getting red, I am so embarrassed right now.
Mark's arm is wrapped around my waist and he's laying his head onto my chest.
Why does it feel so warm?
Is this love?
No no, y/n you're mistaken. This is your best friend. Why am I starting to think this way?
My heart beat increased when he starts moving closer to me, his breathing gets heavier.
What should I do? What should I do?!
Wait, what's wrong with Mark??
I can tell he is nervous.
He has never done this before.
Am I making this awkward for him??
My heart aches knowing that i made him uncomfortable. I tried hard to ignore it but it hurts so much... Is this really love?
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"a Red Blankets promise" Mark heathcliff x Fem! reader
RomanceHmmm...... Another story? Where's the Expunged massacre? I didn't finished it yet. Alr enough of this So basically it's just mark x Fem Reader, angst, bla bla bla yea yk the plot. I'm too lazy to add more desc dhsjfjsjnda
