Okay, so i still dont have any reviews *sad face* but it's been a few days and i really wanna post the next chapter. So here you are, and there is another one after this as well.

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Then I was waking up next to something warm, the sun peeking through the curtains. I curled up to the warmth, my hand sliding up a broad chest, a hand tightening on my waist—my eyes snapped open…

I was in bed, and very much curled up to Mark. My hand was slid up his shirt, his head resting on the pillows, glasses off. His arm was curled under me, hand gripping my waist. We were both fully clothed, to my greatest relief, in fact the bed hadn't even been ruffled.

The next moment, my head blared at me, the sun was so bright. But knowing it was safe, I curled up with Mark, resting my head on his shoulder and sighing in his smell, closing my eyes. Mark didn't shuffle, so I fell back asleep.

I woke up once more, not as startled this time, to Mark brushing hair from my face. I smiled up at him. He looked calm but a tinge of worry was hidden behind his dark hazel eyes. "'Morning," he says in a scruffy just-awake voice after catching my eyes.

"So it seems," I yawn, lightly smiling up at him. There was moment of us just looking at each other. "Do-do you remember anything after we got here last night?"

He turns his eyes from me, his fingers going lax on my hip, "to be honest, the last thing I remember is getting in the cab." He looks back at me, then down at us twined together, then back at me with a little awkward smile, "on the plus side all the clothes are here."

I chuckle, "that's exactly my thinking." This time I look away, "but I can't help but feeling like we missed out on something that neither one of us remember."

There was a long moment. It was strange and thick, filling the room. I just wanted to start this scene over again, just to know how Mark and I ended up on the bed together; more so to know what was like to kiss Mark…did we kiss? I only remember being close in the hall, his hands on my hips… blackness was all I could pull up after that.

"I don't even know how we both ended up at your place," Mark says slightly ashamed.

"I do know that, I invited you to sleep on my couch. Then I remember talking for a while, then I was in the hallway grabbing blankets, then you where there…then I don't remember anything else."

"Did…did I get to kiss you?"

"I don't know—I have no idea what we did, all I remember was turning to look at you."

He hums a little, "well, then I say it didn't happen." I look up at him, he's got a mischievous grin on his lips. His eyes met mine, I realized how close we really where. When he was sleeping it was shameless, worry and guilty-free to snuggle up to him; no expectations, no worry on doing anything he might not like-just a sleepy Mark that I got to cuddle with.

His fingers touched my cheek, his other hand gripping my waist tighter, pulling me closer still. His lips brushed mine ever so softly and only for a moment. It was breath-taking. I brushed my lips back, sheepishly asking for more. It was a real kiss this time, our lips pressed together, Mark pulled me even closer.

My mind was utterly blown. Here I was, on my bed, kissing Mark—the Markiplier —the most amazing person I have ever met in my whole life.

Then my cell phone rang. Loudly and most distractingly.

I was going to kill whoever it was calling me. I smack my hand on the phone behind my back and pull away from Mark. My brain was still a little fuzzy as I stare at the screen. It was the restaurant. It better be on fire.

"Yes," I answer annoyed.

It was Tim, "sorry, we don't need you here or anything, I just figured I'd let you know that Chef Kelly is now an hour late, we are assuming she won't be coming in, so I am going to take the first half of lunch shift and Chef Sarah said she'd come in for the second half. That puts both of us above 45 hours."

I sigh, more of relief than distain in having to pay my two best Chefs overtime. "Thank you Chef, that is more than okay. Thank you for letting me know and taking care of everything. If Kelly does happen to show up, unless she has a note of death, she's fired. Everything else is going good?"

"Yeah, everything has been going surprisingly smooth. Some burner problems at lunch yesterday but I gave that oven the what-for and we haven't had problems since. Everyone has been showing up, minus Kelly."

"Thanks Chef. And dinner for the staff is on petty cash tonight."

"You got it Chef. Have a good weekend."

"You too." I hung up the phone, sinking back into the pillows, sighing.

"Everything okay?" Mark asks.

"Thankfully yes, I'll be looking for a new Chef on Monday, but that's nothing I have to worry about in the moment."

Mark smiles a big wonderful smile and pulls me close to him again, "good, if I had to stop kissing you already, it might have been the saddest moment of my life." I giggle a little before we dived deeper into each other.

We laid in bed all day, in last nights' clothes. I made sandwiches for lunch and we ate those in bed too. Between kissing we joked and laughed with each other; several tickle fights ensued as well. Around five an alarm on Mark's phone went off. His first booth at the gamers' convention was tonight at seven. I changed into some shorts and a tank and drove Mark back to his car.

"Thank you," he says between kisses.

"That doesn't really apply if you don't get out of the car."

He laughs, "very true," another kiss, "alright, alright." One more, "mind if I come over after?"

"Why don't you just save yourself some money and bring your stuff to my place after, and just hang out at my place for the month. I mean I still have work, but me casa is you casa."

He smiles and kisses me again, "I like that idea. Okay, I'll see you tonight."

"If you let me know when you're on the way I'll make some dessert."

"I will," one more long kiss and he gets out of the car. I take off before he does.

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There you go, and there is another one after this as well. Please Review and tell me what you think. Good or bad i want to hear it.

'And i'll see you in the next (one)'

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