Markiplier + Ego Oneshots

Wilford Warfstache x Reader Fabulous

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20: You walk out of a dressing room asking if the outfit suits you, but it's not your friend waiting outside the room like you thought.

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How were you planning on spending your Saturday? Well, not like this. Your boyfriend-Wilford- had invited you to help manage his interview he was going to be having. You would've said no, but he gave you those stupid puppy eyes that he knows you can't resist. You swear it's cheating.

"(Y/N)! It's almost show time! You have to hurry up and get dressed!" Catherine stated walking into the room you were in.

"Here take this," She passes you a casual business Outfit. She then continues, "Wilford said you have to look professional. Which I mean- he doesn't really wear any pants, but- whatever I guess." This was true, he really avoided wearing anything below the waist. Well, besides his boxers anyways. He wasn't going to walk around naked. You actually weren't really sure of that, but if he ever tried you sure as hell weren't going to let him.

Walking to the dressing rooms, Cathrine followed you to wait, so she could guide you to where you needed to go. It's not like you hadn't been here before, you actually knew the whole place like the back of your hand. She just wanted to make sure you knew what you had to do.

While trying on the outfit, you thought about how you didn't really hate it. It fit just fine, well in size that is. You weren't really sure if it FIT you though. You weren't really sure if this was your style, or if it even looked good on you. You thought it looked pretty decent, but you were always one to think about what others would think. That's not the way you're supposed to think and you know that! You just can't help it, you're self conscious.

Hey Cathrine does this even fit meee...-" When you walked out of the door, instead of the long brown haired female, you were met by a curly, brown haired man with an overly exaggerated mustache.

"Wilford what're you doing here? I thought Cathrine was supposed to be here, where did she go? You puzzled.

"Well, I just so happened to drop by, and figured why not I guide you to where you need to go, I am a host after all, so I told her she could go and I'd take care of it." He stated as he pulled you closer to him by your waist. He gives you a peck and the lips before he started talking again.

"Now come on. It's almost show time!~" He stayed in a sing song like tone as he took your hand and pulled you through the hallways.

"And might I just say, you look absolutely fabulous!"

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