Dimples (Mark, Ethan, Tyler and FemReader) fluffy drabble
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(A/n): lmao I was gunna’ write this and then I remembered this request
Request: Idk if requests are open but i ADORE you’re writing???? And i was wondering if maybe (if you want!) You could make a mark, tyler, and ethan with reader again? Idc what situation, thank you so much!!!
Warnings: Swearing mixed with bullshit and fluff
“No, no see? Ethan doesn’t have any.” you declared.
You lightly poked at the blue boy’s cheeks making him smile even wider.
“What is the percentage of humans that do have dimples?” Mark asked.
The four of you were sat outside under the inkwell sky. Soft yellow light that was produced from the porch lamps and sizzling fire were the only sources of light around. The L.A air was thick with a gentle heat from around the firepit, but had a crisp bite when you were out of range.
“I don’t know, like twenty?” you answered.
“Mark doesn’t have any.” Ethan pointed out.
You shifted your stare to look upon the dark haired man in the lawn chair beside yours. Squinting your eyes, you looked at him intently.
Mark didn’t move.
“Penis.” you demanded bluntly.
Mark couldn’t help but childishly break down laughing, along with Ethan.
You viewed his cheeks briefly before looking at Ethan “You’re right.”
Tyler smiled at you and chuckled a bit. You looked down at your crossed legs.
“None of you have any. Wow.” you commented, peering back up.
“What about you?” Ethan questioned, shifting calmly to look at you. A smile broke his face.
“Nahh.” you replied nonchalantly.
“No, you do. I’ve seen them.” Tyler defended, smiling a bit wider.
Your eyes caught sight of Mark wiggling and whining like a kid “Whaat? You have dimples and Tyler is the only one that gets to see them?”
“No, because even he hasn’t seen them because they don’t exist.” you challenged.
All Mark did was get up and strut to stand in front of you.
You looked away from him briskly, turning to face Tyler.
The bright night stars reflected off his irises and he beamed at you. To him, you mouthed the word ‘help’.
“(Y/nnnn), can I see your face please? I only want to spit on it.” Mark asked sweetly.
You shook your head wildly and squirmed a bit in you lawn chair “That’s rape.”
“May I please see your face?” The brunette asked with a bit more force.
“The Lord will slaughter your grandchildren for your crimes.”
“Pleeeaseeee??” he whined again, reaching a large hand down to you. Behind him you could hear both Tyler and Ethan already giggling.
“I REQUIRE AN ADULT!” You laughed, still not looking at him. You wiggled a bit more, eyeing behind Mark in caution “Be careful, Mark, there’s a fire there!”
“Shut up and look at me!” Mark laughed on his own.
His hand found your jaw and he pulled it to make you view him directly.
You were laughing profoundly now and so was everyone else.
“You liar, you do have dimples!”
(A/n): Well, if this isn’t cute, then I don’t know what is