We finally reach his apartment, 228. He unlocks the door and I walk in to-- well a typical man cave. Video games, big screen tv, laptop sitting on the coffee table with a few dirty dishes sitting there with it, empty beer bottles and soda cans scattered across the main floor. "I didn't expect guests or I would have cleaned up a bit. Sorry for the mess." He starts scrambling around trying to gather anything he sees that shouldn't be where it is. I just can't help but stand there and laugh watching him get all flustered and embarrassed. "Mark, honey,  it's fine. I promise, I've seen worse." I slip off my shoes and set my tote bag on the floor by the door, and take a seat on his couch. A few moments later, Mark comes out from the kitchen and takes a seat beside me. I instantly jump up "So, maybe you can show me around so I don't like get lost in the middle of the night..?" I requested and he stands up. 'Nice.... that makes sense... so I don't get lost? You're a fucking idiot.' I thought. 

"Sure, well um if you're hungry at all, kitchens over here, and there's a bathroom off in this direction of course it's only a half bath so if you plan to shower while you're here you gotta do that upstairs." I follow Mark to a black iron spiral staircase and follow as he leads me upstairs. He swings one door open and immediately shuts it. "Probably wasn't a good idea to show you the bedroom. That's in a more disastrous state then the living room was." I just smirk and we continue the tour. "Not a space you'll need to know of but I'll show you anyway, this is where I do my recording." He flings the door open, and flicks on the light. 'Spiffy.' Down to the end of the hall, was the last door. "Finally, a bathroom." I walk in and turn on the light. "If you don't mind, I'd like to take a shower now if that's alright." He leans in, and gives me a sweet kiss on the forehead. "Sure." 

I run the water and strip off my clothes. I pull back the shower curtains and step into the tub. I run the warm water and let it trickle over my body. I start looking for shower supplies. In a single man's bathroom there's only 2in1 shampoo+conditioner and some sort of men's shower gel. 'Great, I'm gonna smell like a man...' Without knowledge, Mark opens the door. "Sorry! I just thought you might like a towel" I hear through the water. Good thing the shower curtain was closed. After a nice relaxing shower, I shut off the water and step out. I can hear Mark talking to himself... curious to find out what he's doing I dry off quickly and wrap the towel around myself. I followed his voice to the end of the hall. 
End POV

Mark's POV
"Hello everyone, my name is Markiplier. Welcome back to 5 night's at Fred....." I look up at my door slowly opening. Not exactly something I wanna see when I'm settling down to play FNAF. Finally I hear a voice from behind the door. "Sorry to bother you." I reach up and shut off the camera. "No, it's fine, I thought you'd be longer in the shower so I thought I'd have some time to record."  I couldn't take my eyes of (Y/N.) Seeing her in nothing but a towel was a complete tease. 'You have complete and utter respect for this girl, whatever you do, DO NOT perv on her.' I just looked at the ground as I didn't know what else to do with myself. I guess she found it somewhat humorous because I can hear her sweet laughter. "I don't have any clothes with me other then what I wore today which isn't very comfortable for sleeping, so... I was hoping you could help." I keep my eyes on the ground, completely trying to avoid making any type of eye contact with her while she isn't fully dressed. I lead her to my room, where I managed to find her something. "Sorry, these are the smallest I can find." I gave her a Markiplier Hero's Tshirt and a pair of my boxers. Eyes still glued to the floor I reach my hand out to her and she takes the clothes. She then begins to laugh even more. "It's okay to look, Mark. In fact, I'd be quite offended if you didn't." Feeling a little more relaxed after she said that I finally lifted my eyes off the floor. "I'm sorry, I just didn't want you to think I was some perving on you." she just smirked and thanked me for being a gentlemen. "I'll leave you to it so you can change."

I turn around and shut the door allowing her privacy while she changed. However, I'll admit, I couldn't help it. Knowing there's was a beautiful naked woman that I was totally into right behind this door kept me on edge. 'She said it was okay to look, is this what she meant?' Surely it wasn't. 'If it was though, I wouldn't be doing anything wrong by cracking the door and taking a quick peek....' My thoughts eventually got out of hand. I could feel myself begin to get hot,  I grew harder and harder thinking about it, I had to peek. I turn the knob and stop before the door opens. 'I like this girl, and really think I should show her a little more respect then perving on her.' I lift my hand off the door knob and step back from the door leaving both me and my boner disappointed-- 'Good things come to those who wait' I reminded myself. I head back to the recording room to wait for her while she finishes changing.
End POV

Your POV
I slip the tshirt over my head, and instantly all I can smell is Mark, 'I won't complain. When I go to sleep tonight it'll be kinda like we're cuddling because all I'll be able to smell is him.'  The boxes quickly follow afterwards. I swipe my clothes from off the floor, and head out of the room. Mark must be back in his recording room. 'I don't wanna disturb him while he's recording. I'll just go down stairs and wait.' I walk down the dimly lit staircase, when I notice something out of my eye tucked away in the corner. It's a keyboard. 'Wow, he plays piano, I'm impressed. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if I turned down the sound and fooled around for a bit while he's recording.' I sit down on the tiny stool tucked under the keyboard, and turn it on. A Yamaha keyboard not much different from the one I have at home. I decrease the volume-- only one song comes to mind, and I couldn't help myself. My fingers found their way to the appropriate keys and I opened my mouth. 

"I like your style, the way you dress, the way you smell...
it's so intoxicating, I can't help myself. There's no one else,
that makes me feel the way you make me feel. 
Gimme your lovin, gimme your love and all your time
'cause I'm wanna give you, I'm gonna give you all of mine... 
Whenever you're ready baby I'm ready to be yours 
Just to let you know, this is what I want... 
I want The Titl....." 

I get a shiver down my spine as I feel something grab my shoulder ever so softly, but still startling when I'm lost in my own little world. I love over my shoulder to see Mark standing behind me, looking down-- he was watching me play. I jump up and tuck the stool back under the keyboard. "I'm sorry, I uh--..." He pulls the stool back down from under the keyboard. "Please, don't stop playing" he requests. I just stood there and stared at the keyboard. I didn't know what to do. Although I wanted to play, and wanted to sing I don't know if I was just embarrassed from him catching me off guard like that, or if because the song I was singing is partly about how I feel. 'Please, continue.... for me?" 
I took a deep breath and sat back down, brought my fingers to the keys again and picked it up mid chorus. 

"Whenever you're ready baby, I'm ready to be yours. 
Just to let you know, this is what I want.. 
I want The Title. 
I wanna be known as your girl .... 
I wanna kick it with you like your best friend
so let a girl come in your world
I wanna be your lady...

The Title. 
I wanna be known as your girl .... 
I wanna kick it with you like your best friend
so let a girl come in your world
I wanna be your lady..."

I immediately felt sick and stopped playing. I felt like just in that song alone I poured my heart out to him. I barely knew him yet all these emotions I was feeling, and the very real feelings I had for him couldn't be ignored. It wouldn't be such a bad thing, if we didn't live 20 hours apart. 
I felt a soft kiss on the top of my head. "I can see why you're auditioning for Juiliard. You have so much love for music, it really does show. Also you're one of the few armature singers I've heard that could make me feel like they had a real connection to the song they were preforming. I'm telling you, if you can hit an audience like you just wowed me, you belong in Juiliard."
'He's probably just being nice.'

 I shut off the keyboard, I've made myself sick enough for one night.
I walk over to his L shaped red leather sofa, and just collapse into it. I lay back, and just stare off into space. 'What am I going to do? He's completely my type! He makes me laugh harder then anyone I've ever met, he's charming and sweet not to mention he is gorgeous! However, when I'm with him, especially when he's holding me and we're sharing an intimate moment... I'm the happiest I've been since dad died. That's says a lot. This is exactly what I didn't want to do, I didn't want to get involved with a guy while I was here. I can feel it, I'm really starting to like Mark, and that really scares me.

"You okay?" I hear Mark question. I seem to come to, and notice him sitting right next to me. "Yeah, I'm alright, just have a lot of my mind." Mark just runs his fingers through my hair, as if to try and relax me. "Well, I hope you're thinking about food, because I just ordered Chinese." I just managed to break a smile. 'This is exactly what I'm talking about... even when I have a boatload on my mind that feels like weights on my shoulders, he makes me laugh and it's as if he lifted those weights. There's no question, I am really am growing some intense feelings for this guy.... so what now?'

(N/A: Yes, yes another Ciara song. To be honest I wanted to put quite a few of her songs in this story, so don't be surprised if you see another. I won't post it in media, but if you want to listen to it, the song is called 'The Title' and it's by Ciara)