[Markiplier x Reader]: Bowl

"Mark! Can you come here?"
"Yeah, whatcha need?"
"I can't reach that bowl on the top shelf. Can you get it?"
"Come here"
"What...wh.."
He picked me up and sat me down on the counter
"Well I could've done that"
"Well why didn't you?"
We both laugh and I stand up and get the bowl.
"Here take the bowl and put it on the counter. Help me down?"
"Yeah come here."
He grabbed me by the waist and I put my hands on his shoulders as he got me down. Once my feet were on the floor again, he looked at me with his huge brown eyes and he held my left hand and had his right hand around my waist. He slowly moved his hand to the middle of my back and looked at me deeper. "What?" I finally managed to say. He got closer and closer and our lips just about touched and then he turned his head and looked at my hair.
"You got a little something there"
He reached and pulled a little teeny tiny piece of paper out of my hair and walked away.
"Oh, oh thanks!"
"Welcome!"
I ran over to him and jumped on his back like a piggy back ride and being as strong as he is, he held onto my legs and turned his head and kissed me.