shopping

                                    

                                          
(i wrote this days ago oops)
                          
hey so i'm in history rn
                          
Your POV
                          
It was morning, the sun-ray hit my face. I rolled over to see an empty bed, and i was in the guest room. Was yesterday all a dream? It had to be. Mark would never kiss me. Not like that.
                          
I got up and brushed my teeth with my finger. If i was going to be staying here, then i needed clothes. 
                          
Walking downstairs i saw Mark sitting there on his phone. "Hey Mark," He looked up and beamed at me. I continued down the steps and sat next to him. "What's up?" he asked, still glowing.
                          
"Well..can we um..go shopping? i can't keep wearing your clothes you know.." He giggled and nodded. "Of course." I smiled lightly before getting up. "So anything you wanna eat?" He shook his head back and forth, his eyes now glued to me. 
                          
"No. I already ate earlier but i didn't want to wake you." I nodded, grabbing a pop tart. 
                          
"Oh okay." I said biting into it. Mm. S'mores.
                          
"So um..can we talk about last night?" He asked, fiddling his thumbs. 
                          
"Talk about what? All i remember was falling asleep on the couch then waking up in the guest room." I chuckled and he blushed, his nervous smile fading. 
                          
"Oh..maybe you were half asleep then. Your judgement must have been off i guess."
                          
"What happened?"
                          
"Nothing. Don't worry about it."
                          
My anxiety kicked in and my fake smile tore at the edges. I have no idea what he's talking about or what i di-OH MY GOD.
                          
"Mark..please tell me i didn't do what i think i did." He looked up from his phone. 
                          
"What do you think you did?"
                          
"I swear i thought it was a dream. Maybe last night it wasn't but i woke up thinking it was..and oh my god i'm so sorry..it's probably really awkward now..and you might hate me and i don't know why i-" I was cut off by Marks lips connecting with mine. I don't remember him moving from the couch. My lips stung but i liked the way it hurt. His hands wrapped around my waist making me tingle. He nibbled on my lower lip and i allowed him to enter. And just like it always was, our tongues danced together. Without breaking the kiss he pushed me under him on the couch, and his hands traveled my curves. My arms were around his neck and i was in total bliss. I missed this. I missed us.
                          
He eventually pulled away, and we were both panting. I was still underneath him. 
                          
"Wow." I breathed out, my eyes locking with his.
                          
"Does that give you an answer?" 
                          
I nodded, smiling. He pecked my lips and got up, leaving me hanging. 
                          
"I have to go film. I'll be back in a few hours. Then we can go shopping." Fuck. i forgot about that. I nodded, and sat up, fixing my shirt.
                          
—-timeskip—-
                          
About 3 hours later he came back down the steps to find me napping. I had just fell asleep about 2 minutes prior so i wasn't fully out of it. 
                          
"Wakey Wakey" he giggled, pecking my cheek. I smiled and my eyes fluttered open. I sat up, rubbing my eyes. 
                          
"Are you ready to go shopping?" I nodded.
                          
"Yeah but i think i should go in my dress instead of your boxers." He chuckled and i got up, going to my room. 
                          
—-timeskip—-
                          
I buckled myself in while he started the car. My eyes traveled outside the window and i hummed along to the music. He tapped to the beat with one hand on his steering wheel, his eyes on the road. I jolted slightly when i felt his hand being placed on my bare thigh. I smiled softly and continued humming. 
                          
—-timeskip—-
                          
I had bought quite a few outfits, all of which were on sale. I had about 15 outfits and the price was only like 30 dollars for it all. See, deals right? Here was the funny part. Also, the best part.
                          
"Mark. We have to go to one more place." 
                          
"Where?"
                          
"Victoria Secret." I said with the straightest face ever, and let me tell you, he looked like a tomato. 
                          
"please don't make me go in with you."
                          
"You have to. I need opinions."
                          
I grabbed his hand and lead him to the store, but halfway there we were stopped by a group of girls. 
                          
"Oh my god you're Markiplier! You're like my hero!! Can we get a picture?" One of them asked, and Mark agreed. One of the girls looked down at us holding hands and scoffed.
                          
"Before we take the picture, is she your girlfriend? You guys are holding hands." I pulled away quickly, shaking my head. no no no no.
                          
"No. We are just really close friends." They all nodded and got their picture. Once they walked away, i didn't put my hand back into his. I just kept walking, somewhat silent. 
                          
We reached the store and he looked horrified. 
                          
"Please don't do this." He said nervously. I thought it was hilarious. So, i pulled him in with me.
                          
"So. I need a few sets. I'll be back." He waited by the door and i disappeared. I found 3 bra and panty sets, all very revealing. Then i grabbed 2 extra lingerie outfits, just for fun. I put them all in the dressing room and went back to Mark.
                          
"We have to pay now." I giggled slightly.
                          
"What? No fashion show or anything?" I laughed and shook my head. He chuckled and went up to the counter. I grabbed my clothes and came back out, hiding the 2 lingerie under the sets so he wouldn't see.
                          
—-timeskip—-
                          
I was finally able to wear normal clothes again. Thank the universe. I put on a blue and black lace set, one i really liked. My shirt was a low cut V-Neck, and i did it on purpose. I wanted to tease him, just like i used to. It was fun. And yea he might not be my teacher..but..i can still do it. Right?
                          
I walked downstairs and plopped next to him on the couch. He looked up from his phone and blushed. 
                          
"I like your shirt." He smiled, nodding toward it. I smiled back and ruffled his hair. He gasped, and playfully smacked my hand away. 
                          
"Nobody touches the floof."
                          
I giggled and he chuckled, ruffling my hair back.
                          
"No!!!" I said, laughing. He fixed my hair, and actually got really concentrated. He poked his tongue out slightly as he tried to fix it, his eyebrows furrowed. I blushed, thinking it was adorable. 
                          
God, what i would give to be kissing him right now.
                          
bro..i really need to do something with my life. i'm so depressed it's not even funny oops