MARKIPLIER IMAGINES [Editing...]

🔸 Baking🔸

A/N: AYE LMAO IM BACK IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO UPDATE, not only is school giving me a pain in my ass but also I CANT THINK OF IDEAS TO WRITE IMAGINES I'm also having trouble with ideas for my other book 'MY light a Fireplier and reader fanfic' if you guys have any crazy / unique ideas please please please don't be afraid to tell me because like I said I'm out of ideas, OK moving on to the story.

You weren't known for your delicious pastries but you still loved making them, baking was one of the things you got from your family from your great great great great great grandparents to be exact your family  had won multiple competitions during the years, it's no wonder whenever you visit one of your family members you would always see a shelf or more filled with trophies, ribbons certificates and many other awards, you once visited your aunt around summer and found a room filled with shelves and awards you couldn't help but feel lucky to be apart of this family.

And now here you are in your house that you share with your goofy and youtuber boyfriend Mark, he loved to see you bake, he thought it was adorable when frosting covered the tip of your nose you tried licking it off with you tongue which made it ten times adorable to Mark. He also loved how you were so concentrated on frosting your cakes you would stick your tongue out and slowly yet carefully swirl the piping bag around the cupcakes or made pretty patterns or drawings.

You looked at your phone and got a notification saying it was Sunday for most people it'd be the worst day considering that the day after Sunday is Monday but not for you, Sunday was the day you'd make one of Mark's favourite treats 'Apple Pie' you jumped out of the couch and dashed to the kitchen and grabbed the ingredients and your favourite apron that your mother had made for you, it was a cute apron that had little drawings of treats like ice-cream, donuts, pies, etc all around it and a quote on the the front pocket that says 'happiness is homemade'. (A/N: I actually looked it up online and just typed in the first quote that came up Lmao)

"MARK IT'S SUNDAY WANNA HELP!!"
as you called out to your boyfriend, at first you thought he was still recording or maybe editing but what seemed like in a blink of an eye Mark sprinted down the stairs and looks at you wide eyed, you couldn't help but giggle as he tiredly walked over to you and said a tired yes in response.

you started mixing all the ingredients together sometimes muttering the ingredients when you nearly forgot something, Mark would just admire you from afar and smile he would sometimes place his hands over yours when you mixed as you leaned back and felt his chest behind you. You start placing the crust on the pan and the apple filling (is that what it's called?) and lastly cutting strips of dough and placing it carefully on the pie and brushing on some melted butter before sliding it into the oven waiting for at least an hour or so for the timer to go off.

As you waited you to cleaned the kitchen which only took you a few minutes since you didn't make that big of a mess. Mark helped out to sort and place the dirty bowls and containers into the sink, when you were done you took a glance at the timer seeing that you still had to wait half an hour you decided to just go through social media and your emails, as you were doing so Mark plopped himself on the couch next to you and let out a tired sigh.

"(Y/N)?" Mark moaned in boredom, you hummed in response as you continued to slide your finger against the screen of your phone.

"I'm booooored," he whined like a five year old.

"Then go amuse yourself," you say your face still facing your phone's screen.

Mark let out a 'Humph' he looked back at you with a hint of grump in his face.

"GIVE ME SOME ATTENTION WOMAN!!" Mark exclaimed.

you let out a soft giggle as you placed your phone down on a coffee table you turned to the side of the couch so you were facing Mark, you sat in a criss-cross position and sweatly smiled and Mark.

"Alright what do you suggest we do in the mean time?"

"NETFLIX AND ICE CREAM!!" Mark yelled out pumping his arms into the air.

"You do realize you won't be able to eat some pie after eating a tub of ice cream for yourself right?" 

Mark's happy smile turned into a frown as you said that he groaned once more, which made you giggle again'

"HOW MUCH LONGER??.. I NEED THOSE PIES, IT'S NOT A SUNDAY WITHOUT APPLE PIE!"

"15 minutes and you'll be able to eat as many slices as you desire."

~Time Skip~

KRIIIIIIIIING

Mark quickly stood up from the couch dashed to the kitchen.

"FINALLY!!!!" he yelled out.

you took the pie out setting it on top of the kitchen counter as for Mark he took a small cutting knife and cut out a slice, you slapped the top of his hand making him stop and hold his hand against his chest.

"It's still hot," you say

"Just like you." Mark replied.

Mark waited for a few more minutes placing both of his arms on the counter and his head on top of them like a kid waiting patiently for a treat or in this case a slice of pie, when you said he was finally allowed to take a slice he continued to cut the piece and placed it on a small plat, getting a fork he took a bite and hummed in satisfaction he continued to eat the slice slowly savoring every single bite.

"You have never failed on making such delicious treats."

You lightly blushed at Marks complement and thanked him. For the rest of the day you both just continued eating pies and watched netflix with a scoop of ice cream on top of you pies.

A/N: I AM BACK WITH ANOTHER IMAGINE!!! hope you guys enjoyed and I'll see you guys in the next chapter,buh bye

-Dee Dee-