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[angelamontoo]

Hey @staff @support it would be cool if my posts consistently showed up in that tags that I explicitly tagged them with wouldn't it?

[huangels]

i won't let you down - mark

request: Can I request a Mark fluff? I just really need some fluff and maybe some humor too because I’ve been having the worst week. Thank you (◕ᴗ ◕✿)

a/n: aww i hope you’re ok!! and i hope this helps you or cheers you up !?? (also i think i’ve seen this idea in a show or something but i thought it’s cute and funny?) (also pt2 sorry if this pic seems a lil rushed, i tried to write it before my class lol) (also pt3 sorry for any typos or mistakes :p)

summary: The most popular boy in school, Mark, takes interest in you and decides to confess after years of admiration. Though, the way he confesses can use a little more work. 

genre: fluff, humor

warnings: none

word count: 2.2k

You fidget around with the metal lock of your school locker while explaining to your best friend about a math assignment for your next class.

"So, you basically just cancel out the x and then add-. Hey! Are you even listening to me?" you say putting your books away into the now opened locker, but see that your best friend is staring at the direction of the entrance of your school. You then notice that everyone else in the hallway is also looking in the same direction. They all seem to be gawking at someone, girls whispering and giggling to each other. Curious, you look as well and see a boy walking down the hall overflowing with confidence, a smirk plastered on his golden face.

"Oh my god, he's gorgeous," you hear a group of girls say, waving at the boy as he strolls past them. He doesn't wave back but shoots them a quick wink before continuing down the hall.  

"Y/N! Look at him! Mark is such a god, I swear he gets more and more attractive each day," your best friend blabbers on, shaking your shoulders rapidly. With a "tsk," you brush off her hands but don't respond, taking out your math book before slamming the locker door closed.

Math is near the entrance of the school, which means that you have to walk pass Mark. Without waiting for your friend, you walk towards him, yet avoiding his gaze. Everyone else in the hallway is frozen, you two being the only things in motion. Right as you walk past Mark, you meet his daring brown eyes for a split second. He expects you to stop as he turns toward your direction, but you quickly break the eye contact and continue walking to class.

As can be clearly seen, Mark is the most popular and attractive student in your high school. Although he is really good looking and all, you can't see why everyone fangirls over him as if he is some idol. You don't care much for time-wasting high school relationships or drama anyway. You'd much rather focus on graduating high school, applying for multiple scholarships to your dream university, attending said dream university, so you can just live a wealthy and plentiful life with ease. Though, with this mindset, your friends call you the 'nerd'. You roll your eyes and shake your head free from the thought.

Having math first thing in the morning is always a pain in the butt. You slouch in your seat, hand under your chin, as you stare off into space. The teacher babbles on about derivatives and integrals, but you tune it out, toying with your pencil. Your mind wanders with its freedom from not paying attention to the lecture. For some odd reason, it wanders to Mark, who isn't even in your current class.

Mark and you have been attending the same schools ever since the first grade, along with many other people of course, since you all live in a small town. You do have to admit Mark has grown up beautifully throughout his years you've known him, with curly hazelnut hair, thick eyebrows, large eyes, and chiseled features. It would not come to a shock if Mark actually does become an idol somehow. He does already have what seems like fans surrounding him anyway.

Over the 12 years of school with Mark, you both have crossed paths more than you would like to admit. Mark is always outgoing in a way where he wants to befriend everyone, at least that was what it was like when he was young. During your first few years of school, you and Mark were close friends, but not to the point of hanging out outside of school though. It was after Mark started gaining more friends and becoming popular that you slowly distanced yourself, not wanting to share the spotlight, or even be in it at all. For years, Mark still talks to you, but now in a teasing and sometimes insulting way. It seems as if he became more arrogant with the on growing fans that he has. It annoys you every time he would stop you in the hallways or in class just to point out that your hair is a mess or your school uniform isn't tucked in all the way. It makes you feel uncomfortable and slightly irritated so you try not to cross paths with him in school.

Soon, lunchtime rolls around as you get pulled back into reality, away from your thoughts. You make your way to the end of the lunch line in the large cafeteria, looking over the heads of students to see how long the line is. There are many people already waiting and you question yourself how they got here so quickly. Then, people start lining up behind you as well. The line moves slowly, but eventually, you reach where the food is being distributed.

You grab a plastic tray and start packing the school food onto your platter. Your school, surprisingly, has many varieties of foods to choose from and they don't taste that bad either. Your glad because your stomach grumbles in anticipation of food.

You reach for an apple but see another hand reach for the same apple. Your palm lands on the red fruit first. Both of the hands touch as you look up to see who it is. Mark stares back down at you, his mouth is slightly opened and a dazed expression spread upon his face. You quietly cough, causing him shake his head before retreating his hand from its position on top of yours.

You pick up the apple and place it on his tray as you glance up at Mark, flashing a small smile.

"T-thanks," Mark stutters before you continue forward in the line. I thought he was the almighty most popular guy in school? You silently chuckle, facing the front of the line.

Shortly, you reach the register at the front of the line. You're about to pull out your wallet from your backpack until a hand, that's holding a credit card, reaches past you. The lunch woman hesitantly takes it and swipes before you can say anything, then hands it back to the owner. You whip your head around to find Mark taking back his card and putting it away in his wallet.

A small "Uhh" is all that comes out of your mouth.

"Don't worry about it," Mark coolly remarks before winking. He quickly pays for himself and leaves the line, heading towards the lunch tables. You regain all your senses before bowing your head to the lunch lady and making your way to your own seat, heart rate racing unknowingly.

"Hey Y/N, what's up?" your friend asks as you sit down with a blank expression. You sigh and stretch your arms over your head once you set your tray onto the crowded table filled with different lunch foods.

"Nothing much, boys are just...weird," you answer, plopping a spoonful of macaroni and cheese in your mouth. Your friends 'oooo's' and smirks at you.

"Someone has a crush," one of them sings teasingly, with a wiggle of an eyebrow. You roll your eyes but unconsciously bite your lips.

"No, you douche baguette," you say stuffing more macaroni in your mouth, not wanting to have to further think about it. "I said they're weird, not 'I want to make out with every single one of them'."

Your friends laugh as a couple of them elbow each other with the 'yeah right' face. You kick them under the table and continue with your lunch, ignoring their stupid comments.

As your friends instantly move on from the topic, now chattering about some music artist, you're left quietly eating your lunch, with different thoughts ramming around in your head that you don't quite understand, or want. For some reason, you're curious as to where Mark sits during lunch since you've never paid much attention to him. You look up and scan the school courtyard. All the students are huddled in their own cliques and friends groups. You spot who you assume are Mark's friends, but he isn't with them. He's probably off somewhere flirting with other girls or buying their lunches too, you scoff.

After everyone finishes lunch, the class bell rings. You stop by your locker to grab your textbooks but pause when you see some roses sticking out of the little slit openings on your locker. You look around the hallway with scrunched eyebrows, but everyone else is either walking to class or minding their own business. This is my locker right? I mean I did forget once and tried to open someone else's locker.

You slowly approach your locker, as if someone will pop out and yell, "It's a prank bro!"

Warily, you collect the few roses and examine them. Nothing that seems like it can kill me, that's good...

You let out a short breath before opening your locker. A folded up note lays on top of your textbooks. Your head tilts to the side as you place the roses down to grab the note. It's a simple note, written on a ripped off piece of loose leave paper from some notebook. You unfold it and start reading.

To the beuatiful, Y/N:

Im writing this note to explain to you how I feel (at least Ill try) I am starting to fall for you and it is driving me crazy becuz I cant seem to tell u how I really feel, It might seem weird but you've just caught my eye ever since the begining. Im starting to develope stronge feelings towards you, and I dont know why

I love you're eyes, you're smile, you're hair, and your laugh! When I here your voice my heart skips a beet.

I need to kno how u feel about me? Could you posibbly feel the same towards me? or can this never be? I just want u too be mine. I want to be able too say that ur mine girl. Well now you know that I am secretly falling in love with you. I just wish I could hear those same words from u. Maybe one day I will but until than I guess all I can do is wait. Please, dont make me wait to long!

Love,

Mark :D

You scrunch your eyebrows at all of the errors. This kid...

The late bell rings as you fold back the note before you have any time to criticize it and head to class.

The last class of the day is reading and you guys don't do much in the class. The teacher gives the class 'free time' to do other homework or start reading the book we're assigned to. You try to focus on reading the book, but all that crosses your mind is the confession letter Mark gave you. He seems so cool, how can he look like such dumbass and make so many errors? What does he learn in school? Nothing apparently...

You take out a red pen and start writing on Mark's note.

The final school bell sounds as you pack up your bag and set out to find Mark, folded note in hand. It doesn't take you long to find him since he's waiting for you right outside your classroom door. You almost run into him. Mark flashes a smile before pulling you aside by your wrist, away from the door as students are exiting to go home. He has the biggest look of anticipation on his face, eyes wide and lips spread from side to side. Without saying a word, you hand him back the folded note. He raises an eyebrow but takes it and starts reading. A long sigh escapes his mouth.

"I gave you the most heartfelt and sincere love letter, but you returned it to me with spelling and punctuation corrections?!" he exclaims, looking down at me with an unimpressed expression.

"How heartfelt and sincere is it really if you didn't even proofread," you mock with your arms crossed over the blazer of your school uniform, a smile teasing your lips.

"Well, I wrote it quickly because I had to run to the convenience store down the street to buy roses and I had to put them all in your locker before lunch ended," he explains, face falling for a split second. He averts his attention to the floor, leg bouncing hastily.

A small grin grows on your face as you say, "What do you do in your classes, dummy? You should be paying attention or something. I couldn't take it seriously with all the errors."

Mark bites down on the sides of his cheeks as they hollow out.

"However, I will let you redeem yourself...with a date," you say with a big smile. Mark quickly looks up at you, his face gleams and he smiles brightly.

"I won't let you down!" Mark replies as he jokingly salutes to you.

x

["Y/N? What are you doing here so early?" Mark asks, opening the front door to his home, still in his baby blue lion pajamas. He rubs his sleepy eyes as the harsh sunrays beam from the opened door. You step in and close it before Mark can further complain about the brightness.

"I'm here to tutor you because you seriously need it."]

[patchdotexe]

Multiples of 4!!

oh no we have to do MATH It’s. Really not that hard. shut up ill do it skipping those we’ve already answered, by the way!

4. Is your last name longer than six letters?

yes. by a lot. H-A-M-A-D-A… uhhhh oh it’s exactly 6! that’s cool. I… don’t know my last name? So I guess same as Hiro’s. 4 letters! R-I-D-E. mathonwy, so. longer, yeah

8. How many times have you kissed the last person you kissed?

mmm. too many. can we get a fricking, new partner just so these questions arent so angsty i kissed trust A LOT !!!!! that works

12. Where did you sleep last night?

in bed! with my mom. we share a bed. like we still have our sleeping bag in case we need it? but mom let us share her bed

28. Have you ever kissed a football player?

That’s… weirdly specific. i dunno guys, have we? i used to football! Well. Does it mean American or Everywhere Else? i used to everywhere else football! alright lets all kiss mae HOORAY

32. Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced?

[shouts from across headspace] YES

36. Are you a simple or complicated person?

[singing] whyd ya have to go and make things so complicaateeeed In personality… Yes? I take care of people. I just want my friends to have a good time. what the fuck is a stable sense of identity tho ( MEEEEEE)

40. What made you start liking the person you like now?

aw man this is totally a romance one. we sort of dont … like anybody that way, right now. I DOOOOOO [tackles trust] HGHDFGDHZ guys thats not an answer i like trust cause. he was there for me w hen things were really really shit? and even when he, wasnt there for me, it was because he was worried id get hurt more if he was. and i HATE HOW HES SO DUMB AND SACRIFICES HIMSELF A LOT jesus shit trust most of your kins do that shit too. hes a gay baby. i love him Wow, thanks.

44. Does anyone disgust you?

HAHA I FUCKIN WONDER maybe we should stop bein salty about magpie for a bit? NAH

48. What color shirt are you wearing?

uh. black. thats MY shirt, you asshole! inspace i aaaaam wearing… uh. yeah im still wearing the shirt idrew myself in. did i actually post that? fuck i dont remember red! i didn’t bring a change of clothes. WHICH IS WHY IM UPSET ABOUT LOSING MY PANTS. HINT. it was an accident ): Green. im straight up naked right now YOU’RE COVERED IN FUR, DON’T GIVE T HEM THE WRONG IMPRESSION i can stop being covered in fur if yall want? DONT DO THT

[scrolls past “anyone youre giving up on”, trust starts laughing]

52. Have you ever thought about giving up on someone but couldn’t?

OH MY GOD? WAIT ARE YOU SURE YOU GRABBED THE RIGHT ONE YEAH????? [LOSING IT] do we even need to answer this with trust here [on floor]

56. Do you like to cuddle?

shit yes please pet me meet me in the CUDDLE PIT [wheezing] don’t touch me 8| or well. unless you’re my friend. which all of you are. still not a fan of uh, prolonged contact though? hugs are okay, being held onto for a while is unnerving

60. What do you carry with you at all times? 

[impulsively] my ass I’D. HOPE SO?????? I still have my Evoker, actually. I haven’t had to use it in a long time, but I keep it with me just in case. we always have our phone on us ngl.

64. The person you like kisses you on the forehead, do you find this cute? 

[smooches trust] :D i literally cant remember who i have a crush on, guys bandetto? THAT WAS YE A R S A G O OOOOOOOO

oh my god how long IS this very?

68. Which do you like better- Zebra print or leopard print?  

NEITHER, GOD, NO, leopard print? i guess? im disowning you

72. When’s the last time you had pizza from Pizza Hut?    

guys was it pizza hut or dominos that had the valentines day promotion idfk my dude its been a long time either way.

76. Do you watch Pretty Little Liars?    

we kept hearing about it but we dont know a single thing so, no [nasally voice] do you want anime? nooooooooo MAE YOU TYPOED IT AS “WANT ANIME”, I SAID “WATCH” MAYBE I WANT SOME ANIME RIGHT NOW!!!!!

80. Are you from the south?    

im really glad we changed up the formatting, guys we’ve always been up north. we’re miswe… mid… leo help midwesterners. pat i dunno how you kept fucking that up so bad

84. Have you ever done cheerleading or gymnastics?  

we’re in like. no condition to do any of that. i parkoured?

88. Is your phone touch screen?    

i dunno guys, IS our phone touch the screen? imagine how is touch the screen knock it off. yes.

92. Have you ever made out in a car?    

ew, no? mae, even counting system stuff? [annoyed noises] okay, maybe once

96. When’s the last time you saw fireworks?    

haha oh man, that would’ve been at ms rose’s house… wow. :,) so like. maybe a decade ago. GUYS WE’RE TWO DECADES OLD WHAT THE FUCK

100. Are you friends with people on facebook that you actually hate?     

probably? not even abt magpie ths time, we just have a lot of people on facebook but we don’t even use it

104. Would you ever wear cowboy boots with shorts?    

[magnus voice] pard’nr NY’ALL that sounds like something id’ look cute in actually? NY’ALL stop