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Anon request: “Can you please write a oneshot of Mark where the reader is camping with her family and he sees her sitting in the woods, thinking about life and hes talking to her and she goes on a spiral about her insecurities and shizzle but they hit it off ya know. also at the end can she like realize that he is what she needed all along. OH! and make it fluffy. like really fluffy. Thanks!!”

I hope this is good enough for you lmao. It’s been pretty hard for me to write lately because I’ve been going through a lot, but i hope this is good enough for you. <3

Genre: Fluff, maybe a little bit of angst

It was unusually cold that day.

The day that I met him.

The day where I realized that one word, one action, and one person could change how I see myself and the world.

The cold summer wind kissed my skin as I walked down the winding trails behind the campground.

I had no idea that it was going to be this cold or else I wouldn’t have worn this tank top.

I silently scolded myself as I sat down under a large oak tree.

I sang to myself quietly as I let my thoughts consume my very being.

“You look cold. You should have worn something warmer.” he scolded me, as he sat in the spot next to me.

“Well, it was warm when I left my site.” I tried to defend myself, but he just looked at me, and I lost all train of thought.

His brown hair fell in waves and his eyes looked at me with pity.

I hate pity.

I turned and looked intently at the small bush in front of me. Trying to avoid his gaze, which was still fixed on me.

“Here,” he said as he stripped himself of his pink and blue Supreme jacket and handed it to me. “If you get sick, it will be my fault because I didn’t give this to you.” He chuckled as he set the jacket on my lap.

“Thanks…” I awkwardly mumbled as I slid the jacket onto my shivering body.

We sat there in silence for a few moments; his eyes fixed on me and mine at the bush.

“What’s your name?” he asked finally breaking the silence.

I looked into his deep brown eyes.

“Y/n.”

He smiled. “Y/n? I like that. I’m Mark.”

Mark. That name will be forever burned into my brain.

“Well Y/n, what are you doing alone in the trails? A pretty girl like you could get snatched up.”

My breath hitched.

Pretty? Me? No way. He needs his eyes checked.

I think he sensed my discomfort with his statement because he quickly retracted it.

“Oh uh, sorry that was too much wasn’t it?”

“No no, you’re fine. I’m just thinking, and it’s distracting me that’s all.”

He pursed his lips and nodded.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Oh ya know the usual. I just have a whirlwind of thoughts, and emotions flying around inside my head. They pile up, and up until they eventually explode. Then I have a mental breakdown that will eventually lead to my very demise.”

Mark just sat there, wide eyed. I wondered why until I realized what I said.

“Oh uhm sorry, I wasn’t expecting that much to come out of my mouth,” I laughed nervously and scratched the back of my neck.

“Don’t be. Everyone needs to talk about their feelings every once in awhile. Even if you bottle them up until they ‘explode’ everyone needs to talk about their feelings, or else they’d go crazy. I just happened to be here.”

“Thanks for that,” I brought my knees up to my chest, and rested my head on them.

“You can tell me anything, I won’t judge.” His gaze was no longer filled with pity, but with comfort.

What the heck.

He’s like a magnet. Pulling my emotions out of me and to him. I don’t even know this guy yet I’m telling him everything.

I just don’t understand.

“Who are you?” I asked him not knowing that this boy would turn into my everything.

“I told you, my name is Mark. Mark Lee.” He looked at me confused, as I just stared into his brown eyes.

My heart melted at the sight.

“No like I understand your name but why? You know what never mind. I don’t know what I’m talking about,” I chuckled nervously, and turned away from his gaze.

He placed his hand ever so gently on mine. “Are you okay?”

Three words.

That’s all it took for me to completely trust him.

I still don’t understand why though. I don’t trust easily.

“Yeah, I’m fine; I’m just trying to figure you out.” I confessed.

“What do you mean?” Mark questioned me looking puzzled.

But that’s the thing, what did I mean?

What was I trying to figure out?

Am I being too cautious, because I’ve been hurt so many times?

“I..don’t know..” I voiced quietly. “You’ve just been so nice.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“Nothing is wrong with it; it’s just a foreign feeling to me.”

“Kindness is a foreign feeling to you?” His eyes widened as he looked at the fragile girl in front of him.

I slowly nodded. “Yeah…”

The next few moments were kind of a blur.

He leaned into me slowly, pulling me closer to him, wrapping his arms around me. His embrace was warm, and his arms seemed very protective when wrapped around my frail body. The world around me melted away as I squeezed him back, not wanting the moment to end. The simple gesture was enough to make my heart go wild.

I had only dated once before and that was with Derek. He never made my heart race like this.

He pulled away slowly and looked at me.

“Y/n, are you okay?” he paused. “I’m sorry for hugging you without your permission.”

“Mark it’s fine, I promise, you don’t have to apologize.” I caught his gaze once more and just stared.

His eyes were the shade of acorns, just bright enough to shine in the shadows. I often kept my gaze to the soil or tilted upward to the sky, but when I was brave enough to meet them a shiver of golden light would race down my spine, every time.

Beautiful.

“Y/n! It’s time to come back! Where are you?” My brother yelled as he wandered through the trails trying to find me.

“I’m over here Jake! I’m sorry Mark I have to go. I’ll see you around yeah?” I said as I stood up brushing myself off.

He grabbed my wrist.

“Actually, I’m leaving today. Can I have your number or something so we can still talk?”

I stopped. He still wants to talk? Even after everything I said?

“Um yea” he pulled out his phone and I entered my number before waving goodbye and walking to meet up with my brother.

Meeting Mark is still the best thing to happen to me.

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