(Y/N) POV:

A warm prescience surrounds my body, I slowly open my eyes to find myself facing a broad chest and discover that I'm enveloped in a strong yet gentle pair of arms. I look up to see Mark's peaceful face a few inches from mine, I slowly reach up and tuck a few of his dark strands behind his left ear.

'He really does look so innocent when he sleeps... ah but....'

The events of last night begin to replay themselves in my mind and I quickly revoke the thought, deciding he's definitely not as innocent as he seems. I slowly run my hand down his bare chest, feeling his abs as my hand makes its way to wrap around his back. I press myself closer to his warmth and close my eyes

Everything was perfect, I was so warm and happy, and a big smile spread across my face from my giddiness. Suddenly, I felt a squeeze on my rump from a hand I'd forgotten was there. I squeaked out in surprise as a rumbling chuckle echoed from Mark's broad chest.

"Mornin' sunshine!"

I glared up at him for a split second before sighing and giving in to the great mood I was in, letting out a small laugh myself. "Good morning handsome~"

His hand slid up my bare back and his other rose with it until he locked them together, squeezing me into a tighter hug before rolling over and trapping me under him. I was caught between the soft mattress and his warm body, trapped by his strong arms as he victoriously smirked at me.

I gave him a questioning look before letting out a small scream as he pounced on me, smothering me in thousands of kisses!

"M-Mark! S-stop it!" I halfheartedly tried to stop him, but my efforts were useless as they were blocked by my giggles. "Mmmmm that doesn't really sound like you mean it (Y/n)~!" He squeezed me tighter for an instant, his kisses getting faster, until he finally landed the last one on my lips, drawing me into a long, deep, kiss. I hummed into the kiss, giving in to him and wrapping my arms around his neck.

We slowly pulled apart, and he kissed me one last time on my forehead before laying down on top of me completely.

"Mark! Get off, I can't breathe!" Once again, my giggles gave away my happiness and Mark laughed along with me. He shifted to the side slightly, but continued to hold me close as he let out a sigh.

"(Y/n) I could stay like this forever with you." One of his hands reached up as he gently started playing with my hair and softly stroked my head. I let out a soft sigh, staying in the moment for just a bit longer before slightly pulling away.

"Mark, as much as I'd love to stay like this with you, you know we have to get up right?" "Nu-uh!" He shook his head in protest and pulled me back to his chest. "C'mon (Y/n), just a little longer??" "No, Mark, we have to get up. Besides, you wouldn't want Jack to burst in again, would you? Remember last time?"

He let out a "tch" before sighing and squeezing me one last time before slowly letting go. "Yeah, I remember.." I slightly laughed at his dejected mood and ruffled the mess of red and black hair on his head.

As we sat up the soft sheets slid down to rest at our waists, leaving both our tops bare. I blushed and quickly grabbed a pillow to hide my breasts from his sight, slightly peeking down and raising up the sheets to see that my bottom half was just as bare as my top before slamming them down again.

Mark snorted before letting out a jolly laugh and snatching my precious pillow away. "Hey!" "Aww c'mon (Y/n), you didn't forget about last night, now did you? You certainly weren't shy then~" he gave me a wink and kissed the air in front of him as I let out a huff and snatched up the other pillow. "I will smother you!" He gave me a shit eating grin and I instantly slapped him with the pillow as he let out his snarky statement. "Yeah? I'd love that, especially if you smother me with your boOBIES!! LIKE YOU DID LAST NIGHT!!!" "MARK!!"

"Damn, ok Mark, (Y/n), I see you!"

The happy atmosphere shattered as Mark and I jumped at the voice. The blood drained from our faces and suddenly I was flung down on the bed and completely covered by Mark's body as he shielded me from view. He whipped his head over to look at the door and I could feel the absolute anger and embarrassment that radiated from every fiber of his being. I tried to look too, but all I could see were Mark's arm, chest, and chin.

"FUCKING HELL JACK, THERE'S THIS REALLY COOL THING CALLED: 'KNOCKING ON A FUCKING DOOR BEFORE YOU ENTER IT LIKE A MORONIC BASTARD'!!! YOU SHOULD TRY IT SOMETIME DICK-FART!!!"

I could feel his chest rumbling against me as he shouted even more curses and threats at Jack. I could also hear Jacks nervous laughing and apologies, but they were all kinda muffled by Mark's body.

God this is so embarrassing (Alexa👏 can we get 1 👏million 👏likes👏?) I just want to die so it'll all be over!

I heard the door slam shut, followed by muffled giggles and cries of "sorry!!" I didn't want to leave my new home in the 'Mark cave'. I wanted to curl up and die here. I shrunk down in the mattress under Mark and pulled the sheets up to hide away.

"That's it, I'm done, no more, this is where I live and die now. Thank you, and goodbye."

Mark slightly laughed and sighed at the same time. "Sorry about that, I should've locked the door..... Well on the bright side Jack probably won't walk in on us anymore!"

"I told you it would happen!"

"(Y/n)..."

Silence. I am dead now.

"(N/n)..."

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"...... If you leave your "hiding spot" I'll let you smack him."

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"Ok."

I slowly lowered the sheets and looked away from him as I tried to sit up, placing my hands on his chest and lightly pushing him off me. I felt his hand softly grab my chin and turn my face to look his way. I could tell he was just loving my tomato cheeks.

"I'm sorry, really, next time I'll be sure to lock the door." He gave me a small peck on the nose, smiled, and got off the bed. "Humph! Bold of you to assume there'll be a next time!" I heard him chuckling as I followed Mark's perfect ass towards the closet, and watched as he shuffled through it. "Oh my dear, sweet, (Y/n) I know for a fact that there will be a next time! After all, we've barely begun our day and you're already checking out my ass!" I sighed as he turned to me and wiggles his eyebrows as he handed me our flannel and a pair of his boxers. They were pink, with little .. box characters?

I raised an eyebrow at him and he nervously laughed.

"Listen..."
"Oh god."

"As a youtuber, I have to give myself as much love and support as my fans do. It's important to love yourself y'know! And, as such, sometimes-"
"No."
"you buy your own merch. And you can't judge me, because this is normal."
"It's not normal."
"Everybody buys their own merch!"
"Nobody buys their own merch!"
"Yes they do! J-just ask Jack!"

I shook my head in pure disappointment. "Uhh, no, I wasn't about to judge you I was just curious about it. But ok man, you do you- " "And I'll do me, and we won't do each other! Probably. That's a good poem right there!" "W-what?" "Ah.. it's.. nothing! A-anyways! That's Tiny Box Tim, he is my son and I love him!"

"O-kayyyy.... im just gonna put these on and if anyone asks, this conversation never happened." "Yeah that's a good call." "Great!"

We laughed at ourselves before he handed me my shell bra from the floor and we continued our morning routine. Soon enough we were in the kitchen and I was preparing breakfast for the three of us. Jack had an ice pack on his head because Mark kept true to his word. The green haired Irish man was promptly smacked upside the head as soon as I saw him. He didn't fight it though, I had a feeling that he really regretted busting in like that.

As we all sat down at the table once the food was done Jack pulled out a bag. "Here, it's not much but I did find some clothes that weren't destroyed that look like they might fit." He slid the bag over to me and took a bite of his lantern fruit.

Inside the bag was a (f/c) blouse and a (S/f/c) skirt. Underneath those were a pair of black skinny jeans and two sets of bras and panties. Jack explained the names and purposes of the objects as I pulled them out of the bag. Mark scoffed when I got to the undergarments, but didn't get too upset. Probably because he was excited by the prospect of seeing me in them, but I didn't say anything.

There were a few more items in the bag, a couple of shirts, a pair of shorts, and a dress. I'd have to say, out of everything, the dress excited me the most! It was strapless, and went down a little above my knees. The pale (f/c) (or (S/f/c) for those of you who like options or want darker colors instead of pale ones) fabric was soft and flowed with every move. I could just imagine twirling around in it, or swimming in the ocean with it billowing around my tail!

"Thank you for the outfits Jack! I'm still mad from this morning but this definitely helps to make it up!" I smiled at him and placed the clothes back in the bag as we continued our meal. He slightly smiled back at me, but sort of shifted away. I thought maybe he was still awkward from this morning, so I didn't judge. After all, it was pretty embarrassing for all of us.

"Y'know, I saw this really weird thing when I went out looking for those clothes........."