Lauren was in her room, working on homework. Mark and I were playing Okami but he kept looking at my arm every few moments. I could tell he was worried. He paused the game and stopped the recording before turning to face me.
"Y/n, do you know who your attacker was?"
"Huh?"
"Look, I may not be as good as you when it comes to picking up lies and secrets or emotions but something tells me that you know." His brown eyes were staring into mine, they looked so caring. I was going to lie but I realized two things. 1, lying to his eyes and hart would be near impossible. 2, it would do no one any good if I lied about this.
"..........Y-yes. It was.......that fan from the other day. The one that threatened Lauren and I." Mark suddenly engulfed me in a tight embrace. He held me close to him, in a protective and apologetic way. He probably felt guilty about this. I wrapped my arms around him, wincing a little.
"Mark, it's ok. It's not your fault." Mark pulled away and gently held my face in his warm, soft hands. His thumbs were rubbing my cheeks gently. He leaned in and his soft lips pressed against mine. We kissed longer than we have been. When he pulled away, he pulled one of his hands away and gently held my left wrist. I leaned into the other hand, enjoying it's comforting touch. He stared at my stitches before kisses around them. Each kiss sent a shock through me.
"I'm so sorry that this happened. It's my fault." He was almost crying and I felt as though someone was punching my heart.
"Mark, what are you talking about? It can't be your fault." Mark gently laced his fingers in-between mine. The air around us suddenly became tense.
"After I got off of the phone with the school, I received another call. A young, female voice was on the other line. She told me, if you and Lauren kept appearing in videos with me, I may not see you two unharmed." His voice was quiet, shaky and he was trying not to cry. I quickly stood up from the couch, yanking my arm out of grasp. A sharp, burning pain surged through my arm but I ignored it. Mark looked up at me in shock, startled by my sudden movement.
"Let me get the clear. You knew that Lauren and I could be in danger and you didn't tell either of us?" My voice was a little louder than normal but not shouting level.
"Y/n look, I can-"
"By not telling either of us, you put Lauren in more danger. I could care less about my own safety but Lauren's......I promised that I would keep her safe, I would keep her happy." Mark stood up, making his way towards me.
"Y/n, please calm down. I can-" I took a step back, out of his reach.
"You can what?! What Mark? Turn back the clock so you could have told me sooner? Or maybe you could have called the cops? Look, this chic knows your number, she knows were I work, she knows where Lauren goes to school, she could already know where we both live by now. To make matters worse, she isn't in the right state of mind, and it's only going to get worse when she finds about this whole ordeal about the three of us." I let out a sigh before continuing.
"I don't know if Lauren is safe here anymore. Mark, I think it would be best if Lauren and I lea-oof." Mark suddenly pinned me down to the couch. Both of his hands were on either side of my head and his knees were on either side of my legs. His head was down, his hair covering his face.
"Y/n, please stop. I know I made a huge mistake. I know that because if it, I put both you and Lauren in danger. I know that you already got hurt because if it. I know I can't fix it, but please, don't leave. I know I can keep you both safe. I know I can. Please, give me a chance. I love the both of you too much to let anything else happen. Please don't leave. Please let me protect the both of you." His voice cracked a lot and it was heartbreaking hearing him.
"Mark, look at me. Please." He slowly lifted his head and my heart broke. He had tears streaming down his red cheeks. His eyes were red, puffy, sad, and pleading. I gently whipped his tears away.
"I'm not leaving. I promise. I'll let you protect Lauren and I if, you let me protect you and Lauren as well." He sniffled and kissed my nose before smiling.
"Thank you y/n." He then sat up and pulled me close to him, placing me on his lap.
"And Mark?'
"Hm?" I pecked his lips before nuzzling into his chest.
"I love you too."
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Hey guys just a few things real quick.
1. What should we name the fan?
2. How would you describe the 'reader' personality?
3. Do you think how reader reacted made sense/fit?
4. thank you all so much for giving my story a read. There will still be more to come and feel free to leave suggestions down below in the comments. May you all be smiled upon.
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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.
