When I reentered the living room, Mark seemed to be in deep thought.
"Mark, what are we going to do?"
"About what?"
"About Lauren. Normally I tend to stay out of other people's fights but.......... I feel as though this is different. I feel as though I need to get directly involved. I just dont know how to do that correctly." Mark wrapped an arm around my shoulders and began to rub my arm.
"We have to start somewhere. We can all the school to-" I pulled away from Mark's comfort and cut him off.
"Mark, they wont do anything and you know it! Schools don't know how to deal with bullies properly. Most schools wont do anything at all and the ones that do act, do it incorrectly. If there is a psychical fight, you cant fight back or eles you will be suspended. If you go to the counselor because you are being verbally attacked, they'll blow you off saying that words cant hurt you, or they'll tell you to leave the area that it's happening, or go tell your teacher. What if it's happening during class? You can't leave in the middle of class or go off campus. Also, a teacher would just tell you to go to your counselor or not do anything at all. Most adults wont do anything about bullies or bulling. Most just try to get it off of their shoulders and put it on someone else's." Mark grabbed my shoulders and looked me directly in the eyes. I was panting, probably because I didn't take a single breath through that whole rant.
"Please calm down y/n. I know that the system is broken. We both know. We lived it not too long ago." Mark's voice was calming. My body, that I didn't know was tense, began to relax. I lowered my head, a little bit a shamed that I had just yelled at Mark for no reason and ranted.
"I-I'm sorry Mark. I should not have shouted at you. Sorry." My voice was more quieter than normal. Mark lifted my chin up with his fingers and kissed my nose.
"I'm not mad at you and I understand your anger." My cheeks heated up slightly. Mark wore a sweet smile, maybe he was proud that he can make me blush. I leaned up and quickly pecked his lips. My own proud smile has his cheeks heated up. I started to giggle. Mark rested his forehead against mine and he let out a chuckle.
"You're a cute smug bastard."
"I know." Mark gently held my hand.
"Can you stay the night? Please." There was something hidden behind his words. Something he wasn't telling me. He's worried about something but what?
"Sure and you're not sleeping on the couch or floor." Mark stared at me before smirking. He swiftly picked me up bridal style and pecked my lips.
"Same to you." I let out a short laugh.
"Deal. Now, let's go record some Okami episodes." Mark and I got everything set up and he started to play. Watching his eyes sparkle with excitement for the game was nice. His smile and laugh was enjoyable as well. I felt a little bad though. He was so happy about playing the second arc and I know what happens at the end. Oh well.
We recorded a few episodes worth and decided to take a break by watching a movie. Mark gave me a change of clothe so I could relax. I was wearing one of his shirts, which was very big on me, and a pair of his shorts. They were so comfy. As the movie went, Mark moved me to his lap and held my waist. I wasn't complaining though. I felt so safe and comfortable in his grasp. After a while, I let out a small yawn.
"Tired?" Mark asked as he placed a kiss on my cheek. I turned my body so I was sideways and I rested my head against his chest.
"Yeah." I quietly and tiredly answered. His chest rumbled as he let out a chuckle. Mark's hold on me changed so he was able to carry me to his room.
"Mark, I can walk." I tiredly whined. He pecked my lips as he set me down on the bed.
"I know but I like holding you." He then climbed into bed and pulled me close to his chest. I snuggled closer, enjoying the warmth he gave off. Mark placed a kiss on my forehead before whispering, "Goodnight." My body became heavier every second as I slowly fell into the depths of sleep. Before sleep could fully take over my senses, I heard Mark whisper three words to me, thinking I was asleep. Those three words filled me with so much warmth inside.
"You're safe now."
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Markiplier X Reader
RomanceYou are a 22 year old girl and is a proud writer. Your life is pretty normal, or at least to you, untill one day when you meet a certain Iplier.