Mark tried to get up, but I was in his lap. I squeaked in surprise and clung to his neck to prevent from dropping to the floor. He put his arms under me and held me tight to his chest. I giggled and kissed him on the cheek as he bent down and grabbed my bag. He set it next to his, and set me down carefully. I ran to the bathroom quickly to fix my hair and brush my teeth. I dashed back out and stood infront of mark, who took his thumb and removed the extra toothpaste  from my blushing cheeks. I kissed my on the nose and grabbed both our bags. I opened the door while complimenting on what a gentleman he was. Mark did his famous Wilford impression and stepped down the stairs fancifully.

We made it down to the car with no accidents, and I helped mark put our luggage in the trunk. He opened the passenger side door for me, and I climbed in. He got in drivers, started the engine, then we were off on our comic con adventure!!

We were soon at the airport and mark showed our tickets to the lady in our side of the air port on the flight wait we were on. She gladly excepted them and hurried us into the plane, where we crossed the tunnel bridge thingy and boarded the aircraft. Mark grabbed our luggage and made it a point to show off his arms. I giggled and he plopped down next to me, messing up my hair.

"Hey! You jerk I just fixed it!" I exclaimed in mock anger.

"Awww boo hoo!" he replied jokingly.

I got the aisle seat and he got the window, and we both settled in for our flight to comic con! New adventure awaits! And only time will tell what the future holds! Or something poetic like that. I look back over to mark and he is staring at me.

"Do I have something on my face?" I asked, unconsciously brushing my cheek with my fingers.
"No hon, just admiring the view." he says, putting on a goofy smile.
"You're a dork." I say, punching him in the arm lightly.

Our conversation is interrupted by a woman clearing her throat loudly across the aisle. I wondered for a second if the safety demonstration had started, but many people were still boarding and it looked like we had at LEAST thirty minuets before take off.
"Yes ma'am? Can I help you?" I asked politly, turning my attention to her.
She had two kids with her, one a baby, barley half a year, and a toddler, about three or four.
"Could you not do that in public? There are children here." she replied disgustedly. I knew what she was referring to, but I decided to play dumb.

"Do what ma'am? My boyfriend and I were just talking?" I asked, acting confused.

"Normal people in relationships talk to eachother right? Not that you would know." I said, turning back to mark who was slack jawed in awe. The woman huffed and pulled her kids closer. Yes, I know it was mean, but honestly if people have a problem than they can go fuck themselves.

The remaining minuets ticked by, and we were soon in the air all the way to the con. I knew mark's panel would be busy, and I would probably sit bored until mark could get a break to hang, but it still should be fun. We had a fair amount of turbulence on the way up and the way down, but we finally landed.

Mark grabbed our bags, and we shuffled off the plane right ahead of the rude lady. We stepped off without any further conflicts though and headed to a café in the airport for quick snack before renting a rental car, and going to the hotel. I got f/d, which was luckily sold here. We walked slowly out of the airport and down to the rent car space where we applied and mark drove us the the hotel. We got our key and headed up to our room which was supposedly next to some other youtubers. Took the elevator up and walked through the hall to find our door as someone else's was opening. I green head of hair popped out, then jack came bursting out of his room to say hi.

"It feels like forever!" he shouted, voice muffled by my shoulder in his bear hug.

"It really does!!" I shouted. the last time jack saw me I was screwed up in a hospital bed. I shivered.
"So glad to see you better! You're up and movin'!" he exclaimed,

"Yeah, I was bed ridden for two months. I never got to thank you guys, ill have to thank pewds and Ken and everyone else for posting on their channels about my disappearance." I thought aloud.

"Enough with the sad stuff! Get settled and then we are going out for drinks! Sorry markimoo! Your our designated driver." jack taunted. Everyone knows mark can't drink.

Mark sighed and did a dramatic eyeroll before taking our bags in. I hugged jack one last time, then he walked off to get ready. 

I strolled into the room to see mark bending over some luggage searching through it. I took the opportunity. I whistled and smacked his ass stiffly. He shot up and yelped in surprise. I laughed super hard and had to take deep breaths to stop myself from coughing. He glared at me jokingly and found his phone charger in his bag, along with the keys to "our" car. I changed really quick into a nice black and loose button up, some black jeans, and some red converse. I fixed my (h/c) locks and sauntered up to mark. He laughed and took my arm in his and we went to go meet jack so he could take us to the others.

We knocked on his door and he answered in a plain blue shirt and some black jeans. Black and white sneakers were on his feet. He told us to follow him, then when we all got to the lobby everyone was there, Wade, Bob, Tyler, Ethan, Felix, and Ken. I greeted all of them and introduced myself to Felix and Ken. We all pilled in different cars, me, mark, pewds, and Ken in one, jack, bob, and wade in one, and Tyler and Ethan the last one.

Mark headed to the bar everyone agreed on while Felix Ken and I made small talk,

"So you're a youtuber?" Ken asked, fixing his glasses.

"Yup, smaller subs count than you guys, I'm like an art and gaming channel but I also do vlogs? Kinda weird." I answered. He nodded chuckling slightly.

"Oh yeah! Thank you guys so much for posting on your channels about me and my disappearance, I know you didn't know me, but it was still sweet." I thanked both of the youtubers in the back.

"No problem," and "you're welcome" were said at the same time. The subject changed again, back to our drink night.

"What kinda drunk are you keeen?" Felix asked in his obnoxious tone he uses when saying Ken's name.

"Uh, sleepy drunk. What about you y/n?" he asked, directing the question my way.

"U-uh f-f-flirty or cute drunk sometimes I-it changes." I admitted, blood rising to my cheeks.

"OoooOoOh!" Ken, Mark, and Felix all erupted with a chorus of random noises like a wolf whistle. I covered my face with my over sized sleeve and mark poked me from the drivers seat.

We showed up at the bar where everyone else was already waiting. I stepped out of the car and braced myself for the experience of drinking again. I already know what I am like when turned on and flirty when I'm sober, when I'm drunk.... Its a constant state of that, and sometimes I come off as an asshole. Okay. Deep breath. I follow mark and everyone else into the place, (which I soon realized was a club, not a bar.) we picked a big table and jack ordered the first round of shots for everyone except mark. I picked up the small glass and then jack spoke up.

"To (y/n)'s recovery!" he shouted, then slammed his shot back and everyone did the same. It burned going down, but it felt good. Felix was incharge of the next round, and he got us all beers because they lasted longer. I was a sipper, so I took tiny gulps between sentences. Mark was talking about all the panels and events we could go to, and it all sounded so exciting. Before I knew it the next round was here and I was finished with my drink. This round I drunk a little faster, then another round of shots. I quickly became tipsy.

(Mark's POV)

(Y/n) had started to look tipsy and drunk, so I giggled as he looked around.

"Baby, you look hella fine" he slurred, looking me up and down. I laughed and so did jack, who seemed to be still sober. Irishman am I right? Y/n got up and hugged me, and I hugged him back.

"Tonight's gonna be fun.." he whispered, more to himself than to me. Ah Fuck he really is a flirty drunk, and that was turning me on like a lightswitch. I kept it under control and let him sit on my lap. I hugged him from behind so he wouldn't get away.

"Aw baby stop it you're making me blushh" he mumbled.

"So y/n how you feeling? Does anything hurt?" jack asked, getting amusement to what a light weight (y/n) was.

"You wanna know were i got these scars?" he said, in a surprisingly amazing joker impression, gesturing to a scar on his neck. The whole table burst out in hearty laughter and y/n put a proud look on his face. I laughed and kissed him on the head. He rested against my chest and I felt warm inside. I heard a collective "Awww" and y/n making a pout face.

"Come on guys I'm not cute." he said in the most aborible voice ever. Everyone laughed at the irony and wade started cracking jokes of his own, along with bob.

The night was fun, but now I had to drive everyone back. We put three people in the back seat, one in the passengers, and the other four took a cab. We all got to the hotel relatively at the same time and I walked everyone to their rooms. Y/n walked up behind me and whispered into my ear,

"You wanna go to bed now?" he asked in a seductive but slurred drunk tone. I picked him up bridal style, and he struggled to keep his eyes open as he fell asleep. I carried him to our shared hotel bed and laid next to him, he being the little spoon. I set an alarm for when to wake up, then fell asleep softly.

( I actually really liked how this chapter flowed. Anyways yeah! Next chapter you'll be going to the con! Fun! You may meet new people, old friends, get cool stuff! The whole nine yards. Have a good day/night! Bye!)