Chapter 20: Fans

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(Mark's POV)

I'd uploaded the video with (y/n) in ti and there was mostly positive comments. I mean, there were some trolls, or the crazy fangirls who think I'm their 'soul mate'. But still, people were mostly positive, and I am proud of their welcoming comments.

(Your POV)

Mark wanted to go to the park with me for a picnic. Jack and Yami were pretty understanding, and didn't want to go.

"What kind of sandwich do you want, (y/n)?!" Mark yelled.

I'd walked into the kitchen a few minutes ago. Huh. Guess he didn't notice.

I'm gonna be an eggplant and scare the crap out of him.

I snuck up behind him and waited until nothing was in his hands so sandwich didn't go flying. Don't wanna clean up that mess. That would suck.

"TURKEY!" I screamed in his ear.

"Holy BALLS!" Mark yelled as he flinched away. Dark appeared, and just laughed. And laughed. Mark glared at him.

Then he looked at me. "Want any mayo on that?"

. . . . . . . . .
15 minutes later...

We were on a hill, under a tree. One of the most cliché places to be on a date.

Praise a potato, I'm starting to like clichés.

"How are you liking your first date?" Mark asked.

"It's going pretty well. Are you asking if we're getting to second base?"

"What's second base?"

"Kissing."

He blushed. "I'm not forcing you to do anything. Am I rushing you? I'm not trying to. Don't feel obligated-"

"Are you rambling?"

Mark turned a deeper shade of crimson. "Maybe. I mean, you're 18. I'm 25. There is a small age gap between us, and I really don't want to make you do anything you don't want to do."

I smiled at him. He's cuter than a pumpkin in a pansy patch. Or, in other words, holy maple, he's hot.

That was when the fangirls arrived. I swear, they're part bloodhound.

In the past few days, anytime Mark or Jack or Yami have been out and about, they are taken down by fans. No matter where they are. They must have supreme self - control, because I was getting annoyed, and I wasn't even the point of focus. I love fellow fans, but these the guys just get swamped.

"Hello, Mr. Iplier. Uh, how are you?" One of the girls said. Oh, she must be nervous. My annoyance faded away as sympathy took it's place.

"You must be a fan. I'm good, how are you?" Mark said gently.

Ultimate self - control. Must be a saint.

I mean, I was a fangirl. I still am a fangirl. I just never had the courage to walk up and say hi to any object of my fangirling, though. Glad Mark said hi. Jesus maple, I'm so glad he did.

The girls were gone within 10 minutes, then we were back to first date mode.

After I finished eating, I laid down and looked at pictures in the clouds.

"What are you doing?" Mark asked, smiling.

"Looking at the cloud dragon. "

"Oh."

He laid down next to me.

"That's not a dragon, that's a horse."

"It has wings, and it's breathing fire. Therefore, it's a dragon."

"It's carrying a cloaked rider on a cold night. That 'fire' of yours is condensed breath. Horse."

"Nuh - uh"

"Yeah - huh"

"Nope."

"Yep."

"It's a dragon."

"Horse."

"Ugh, fine. Whatever." I conceded. It would shorten the war by 5 years and save millions of lives.

"I win! Yes!" Mark crowed.

"Do you always get what you want?"

"Yes."

"Then why am I dating you?"

"Because of my strongness, hotness, and smartness."

"Is strongness even a word?"

"No."

I grinned at him, and I could see where this was going to go.

He leaned in slowly, giving me time to pull away. I didn't.

Then Mark Fischbach kissed me.

I could see the sparks fly. Everything let loose, and I could see my love for him. Everyone says it's pink, but it's really a desperate red.

Jesus Christ eggplant squared lord God maple baby Buddha Ra Zeus father son holy sprit. Amen.

Mark wrapped his arms around me, and held me closer in a tight embrace.

I don't know how long it was, but after a while, Mark broke the kiss. It felt like not long enough.

We ambled around in the park for a little bit, holding hands constantly. He drove us home, and I slept in my apartment.

I dreamed about our kiss.

Hey, people! Fadefur here, and this might be my longest chapter yet! Cool! So we finally get some proper x reader action in the 20th chapter. Kinda slow, right? Sorry. By the way, thanks for reading! Please comment if you enjoyed!
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