A/N: Hey my little Dreamers. I am SOOOOOO sorry for leaving y'all!!! I feel so bad. 😖😖😖 But, good news, I'm not dead. (Thank goodness) And, I have a new baby brother!!! His name is Samuel Alexander Martinez and he's SOOOO CUTE!!! Ok. Enough talk of my brother and more STORYTIME!!!! Here you go my little Dreamers. A special, happy chapter, just for you.👏👏👏👏👏
(Also, warning. This chapter either has some intense fluff or just poor levels of smut so...yeah. I can never write one or the other perfectly so I just go for the happy medium. Enjoy!)
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~(Y/N)'s POV~
Mark drove us back to his house and it was around noon when we got back. We walked inside and I was greeted by Chica running at me and sliding on the hardwood floor, trying to stop herself. But, she couldn't and she slammed right into me. Luckily for me, Mark was behind me. I stumbled back a little and fell into Mark. But, unlucky for me, my hand went straight to his crotch and I froze.

I was unable to move because I was so shocked that this would ever happen. "Uhm...(Y/N)?" I still didn't move. "Y-yes Mark?" I could hear Mark gulp. "Your uh...your hand is in a rather awkward spot..." I still couldn't move. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't. I gulped as well. "I know..." Mark laughed just a tad and leaned down to whisper in my ear. "Would you like to remove it please?" My heart skipped a beat at how his voice sounded and how close he was to me. "I would love to...but my brain has currently shut down and I'm frozen and can't move..." Mark just laughed a little. "Here. I'll help you then." He reached down, trailing his fingertips down my arm, and moved my arm forward, away from his crotch. "Thank you...and I'm so, so very sorry for um...what just happened..." He just laughed again. "It's ok. I honestly didn't mind it." I couldn't see his face, but I could tell he was blushing.

Was he seriously getting all sexual? "You didn't mind it?" I turned around to face him this time and he was definitely blushing. "Yeah. I mean...shit. Either way I say this, it's gonna sound perverted..." He looked down and away from my eyes. I took a very bold jump and pressed my body against his and gripped his hips. His face grew hotter and more red than ever. "Uhhm...(Y/N)?...W-what are you doing?" I just shook my head and smiled up at him. "Nothing. Just seeing if you minded me being this close." I smirked a little. He stared into my eyes for a second and then grabbed my face and smashed his lips to mine. The kiss was very passionate, yet deep.

We kissed for, what felt like, forever and then we pulled away for air and Mark pressed his forehead against mine. "I...I love you, (Y/N)..."

~Mark's POV~
I don't know what it is or what she does, but it's something and she does something to me. Whenever I'm close to her, my heart races. It races, but not in the nervous, jittery way. It races with a burning, love-filled passion. Every time I look at her, chills are sent down my spine. I swear, she has the face of an angel.

When she touched me earlier...'downstairs', a shock jolted through me and I knew. I knew, from then on out, I couldn't live without her. Without her soft touch. Her touch that electrifies me every single time.

And when we kiss, I can feel her heart beat in sync with mine. Racing just as fast as mine with the same passion. Her soft lips will never leave my memories. The way her mouth fits perfectly on mine, I know I'll never find anyone else with the same mouth.

That's why I said it. That's why I said those three, magic words.

"I...I love you, (Y/N)..."

She pulled away to look at me, her eyes a little wide. "What?..." She asked, a little scared of what the answer to her question might be. "I love you...and I'm sorry it's so sudden...but I just can't live without you..." I looked down and away and bite my lip a little, scared of her rejection. But what she did next completely surprised me. She kissed me again, but this time, it was harder and more meaningful. She pulled away for a quick breath. "I love you, too." I smiled and kissed her again and picked her up, not breaking the kiss as I did so. I carefully climbed the stairs and took her to my room and gently placed her on my bed. She pulled away a little and pressed her forehead to mine and whispered, "We're back." All I could do was smile and we both giggled and I pushed her back onto the bed and crawled on top of her.

~(Y/N)'s POV~
I couldn't believe what was happening. We were finally back. Back to where we left off. And the best part, he actually loves me. It's like he remembers what we felt before. And that's a good thing.

He gently pushed me back onto the bed and crawled on top of me. I rubbed his chest a little and I guess he liked it because I earned a soft moan from him. I raised an eyebrow at him. "Oh? Do you like me touching you?" He blushed hardcore. "Maybe...what if I do? What would you do?" I smirked at him and started lifting his 'King of the Squirrels' t-shirt. I felt all over his abs and sides, taking in his sculptured body. I guess he liked that too because he closed his eyes, bit his lip hard to prevent moaning too loudly, and his skin started crawling beneath my fingertips. I chuckled a little and grazed my hands over his soft, yet firm, chest, lifting the shirt with me. Once again, I earned a moan from him and that was my cue to keep going. I leaned forward a little, towards his chest, and kissed it softly. He rewarded me with a kind of gasp-moan and puffed his chest out towards me and I took advantage of that. I kissed all over his chest, leaving my 'marks' here and there. Mark was still moaning with each kiss. And I have to say this, Mark is definitely a moaning mess.

I finally got his shirt off and gave him a quick once over and rubbed his chest again. "Damn...you're so fine." I smirked and he blushed slightly. "Oh, I don't know about that, sweetheart. I mean, have you looked in the mirror?" He whistled. "Honestly, I feel like I'm hovering over an active volcano. That's how hot you are." His words made me blush so hard that I'm sure my bones are a light pink. "Aww...you're so sweet." I wrapped my arms around his waist. "And you're soft. You're like a teddy bear. And you're my teddy bear." He laid down beside me and allowed me to cuddle up to him. I snuggled my head up under his chin and placed my ear to his heart. It was strong and steady, his heartbeat that is. He was slowly rubbing my back as we just laid there, cuddling together. I finally broke the silence. "I love you, Markimoo." I couldn't see his face, but I could tell he was smiling. "I love you, too, (Y/N/N)iplier." I smiled at him calling me that. It was like we were finally back to normal. Well...almost.
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A/N: Oh...my...CHUCK YOU GUYS!!! I AM LEGITIMATELY CRYING RIGHT NOW!!! 46.5K reads on First Glance and now 1.74K reads here on Second Chances!! 😆😆😆 I love you guys so much and I really do appreciate you all sticking with me. It's honestly a pleasure writing for you guys. I feel like I'm helping a lot of people escape to their little fantasy worlds after a long, stressful day. And knowing that makes me extremely happy. Once again, thank you all so much and I love you all. Alrighty, stay awesomely weird. Peace out my little Dreamers.😜✌️️