Tiny Box of Love (Markiplier fanfic) Chapter 4

I nearly sped home, dropping my things off at m apartment and going to Mark's apartment pounding on the door, he answered, "Good golly Erin! I thought you were getting murdered." "Mark, I have to talk to you." I said pushing him into his apartment kicking the door shut, "Okay I really enjoyed last night and all but I..." I trailed off, not saying it, "You don't like me?" "No! Mark I want to say something but I feel like...I cant." "You don't have to tell me, it's fine." okay, my heart just melted. He wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me closer, "Erin...I feel like- I might be in love with you..." "Might?" I teased smiling, "Okay so I've liked you for a while, you can pull of red hair flannel shirts, jeans and converse very well. Not to mention your blue and green eyes, cute nose and your perfect eyelashes." I blushed really hard, looking away, he pulled me closer, "You are very beautiful Erin...I hope you know that." I smiled and looked at him, kissing him. He pulled me to his body as I wrapped my arms around his neck, he deepened it a bit, his tongue flaring over my lips as he nearly twirled opening his cracked bedroom door, laying on his back as I laid on top of him, our kiss very dramatic but passionate and romantic.

He did something I least expected, he slipped off my tank top only my bra exposed, I trailed my hands up his shirt feeling the curves and dents of his perfect chest. He ran his hand down my thigh and back up to my waist. I let go my breath short, as well as his. He smiled as he whispered, "I love you." "I love you too." I whispered back going back to kissing him.

Soon enough both our pants were off, underwear but I insisted on keeping my bra on, he respected my descision as our kissing scene intensified to a sex scene. He was gentle enough at least, and thankfully he wore something, I knew that because once our pants came off he excused himself. I wont describe every gorey detail, though it. was. amazing. Im pretty sure we bothered some neighbors but not the whole complex. Thankfully. I sat up in his bed, my wine glass half full as I sipped it. Mark was doing something, im not sure what but I didn't ask, that would be rude.

He came back, picking up his glass, "I can hear the burning question." "What?" "Oh come on ask I wont get mad." "Where did you go?" "Oh, had to check something." I didn't say anything, he didn't either. I set my glass aside and snuggled up to him sighing, he rested his lips on my head as my eyes dropped and I drifted to sleep.

"I love you......Erin....."