*whispers*you probs deleted it but could I have cute crankiplier with ethan being oblivious that marks in love with him?
“Your ass looks great in those tights,” Mark remarked. Ethan scowled at him as he adjusted… *ahem* himself in the uncomfortable get-up. He looked at himself in the mirror time and time again. Nervous as all hell for his name to be called.
“Mark, this is serious. I’m about to compete,” Ethan said, anxiety flowing through his fingers and toes. Mark raised an eyebrow. “for nationals. Mark, I am competing against the national’s best gymnasts.”
“Uh-huh,” Mark responded as he looked Ethan up and down before giving him wink. Ethan didn’t understand why Mark was trying to be funny.
“Mark, just tell me some stupid inspirational shit so that I don’t shit my leotard.”
“Your ass looks great in those ti–”
“I meant actual advice for when I’m up there!”
Mark groaned and stood up from where he sat. He crossed the floor in two strides and held Ethan by his shoulders to look right at him. Ethan’s beautiful blue eyes glimmered and shook with his body. Mark’s calm, chocolate eyes stared right back at him.
“You’re going to do fine. Don’t look into the light. Always remember your routine. Don’t look at the judges. And your ass looks great in these tights.”
Ethan let out a breath as Mark clapped his back. He shook his arms and legs to relieve the anxiety. His name boomed through the stadium and Mark gave Ethan a thumbs-up with his big goofy smile. Ethan made his way toward the entrance.
After gold on floor, two silvers for parallel bars and rings, Ethan ended up taking third place overall. His face lit up when he saw his friends and family cheering for him and running up to him at the very end.
“You did it! Holy shit, you did it! Ahhh!” Amy screamed as she hugged Ethan mercilessly. “Like you were flipping all over the place and honest-to-God my heart stopped once you flew off and stuck the landing!”
Ethan laughed, Amy’s enthusiasm skyrocketing.
“You did good,” Tyler said simply, pulling him into a hug. Mark stood aside and gave Ethan a smile. “You know, Mark was cheering for you the loudest.”
Ethan scrunched his face in confusion. “Mark?”
“Yeah, holy shit. It’s pretty obvious why,” Amy added, letting a laugh out. Ethan was still confused.
Tyler and Amy eyed Ethan in wonder. Then their mouths simultaneously made O shapes as they realized what was up.
“Dude, Mark is literally in love with you.”
Mark, who was talking to Ethan’s parents at a distance, clearly did not hear their conversation, which Ethan hoped he could get a reaction from.
“Oh my god, how do you not know? All the gifts? The flirts? Not to mention the gifts?” Amy stared at Ethan in awe. All he did was shrug.
“I figured you guys were… already… dating,” Tyler said, going slow as to not confuse Ethan any further.
The smaller of the three simply stared at Mark, his secret crush, as he talked happily to Ethan’s parents about him. Ethan muted Tyler and Amy’s banter as he made his way to Mark and tapped his shoulder.
“– Yeah so– Oh, hey, Ethan. I was just telling your parents how you’ve been working so hard for this,” Mark said, smiling at the brunette.
Ethan pulled Mark by his arm and said a quick apology to his parents. Ethan led Mark farther away from where they stood.
“hey, whatsup, are you oka–” Mark’s words were interrupted by Ethan pulling him into a kiss. Mark, shocked by this, soon kissed back and wrapped his arms around Ethan’s frame. Their kiss lingered only slightly before Ethan looked into Mark’s eyes adoringly.
“Does my ass really look great in these tights?” Ethan asked. Mark nodded his head, speechless. Ethan laughed and kissed Mark once more before simply walking away. Mark, a smile growing on his face as he registered what just happened.
“H-hey, can I get some more of those kisses. Ethan? Ethan, please come back,” Mark called out as he followed him.
