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[18:15]
a/n: listen to this while reading!
pairing: mark x reader
wc: 500
genre: fluff, no warnings, its all good here
mark decides he wants to marry you in his car.
it's golden hour, sunset - he's dragged you out and driven somewhere and the soft light is cradling your features, amplifying the best parts of your eyes, lips, nose, hair. the soft music in the background only adds to the sleepy vibe between the two of you.
he’s staring - he knows it, but he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to. he thinks about the first time he saw you - it was high school, he was perpetually insecure, uncomfortable - and yet you had something about you that made him feel like he was at home.
he thinks about his life and realises he doesn’t see a single moment that doesn’t have you in it. he envisions seeing you in a pretty white dress, hair done up for all the guests you’d invited to see - or you in a t-shirt, jeans, sneakers, at whatever office you’re meant to go to, signing marriage papers - would you like a small wedding and a big honeymoon, or a huge wedding and a huge honeymoon? he envisions growing old together, you laughing at him when his hair starts to go grey and crows feet begin to show. he envisions what your kids would look like - he thinks that regardless of the gender, he’d love for them to look like you. he envisions seeing you pregnant, tired, waking him up at ungodly hours to get you odd food combinations, and moody of course - but he’d love you all the same.
he’d do anything to keep you happy forever, he realises.
you’ve long noticed he was staring, but you’re fine with it. you’re fine with mark looking into your soul and stripping back all your layers in that way that only he knows.
he reaches out to cup your cheek, smile soft on his cheeks, and his gaze is oh so tender. you lean into his touch, raise an eyebrow, smirk. “is there something on my face?” he shakes his head, still smiling. “i love you, you know that, right?” you giggle in disbelief. “of course i know that, silly. you only say it to me every day,” he leans in a little, his hand sliding from your cheek to hold your hand. “yeah,” he hums, “but i still want you to know i love you. so much.” you soften at his words, and squeeze his hand a little. “i know.” you say, “i love you too, baby.” he locks his fingers with yours. “y/n,” you’re a little surprised at the way he says your name with such conviction, “i want you to be mine forever. I want- i want you to marry me.”
your throat’s a little choked up, and your eyes are wide. you realise, from the way his expression changed a little, looks more vulnerable, more nervous - that you should probably answer before he takes your silence as a no.
“oh,” you say, inwardly cursing at yourself.
“oh?” he blinks.
“yeah. i mean yeah,”
“yeah?” he says, laughter bubbling out his throat.
“yeah. yeah i’ll marry you, mark.” at that, he presses his lips to yours, deeply, slowly, longing laced in it. then he rests his forehead against yours, and asks, voice low.
“what kind of ring do you want?”
mark is just one of those boys where like. i literally could never look at him straight on like id have to admire him from a distance cause he's just so fine. like he gets finer the closer you get and i KNOW i'd act a fool if i ever had to have a one on one convo with him i just KNOW it
morkly listens to post malone......girls we can get through this i promise,
im obsessed with this fit (x)
Love this pic of him. College bf Tae
marks head is actually fuckin huge but its okay because his big head is beautiful and i have one too so we can be big headed babes together