Markiplier X Reader

Chapter 42

Once in the car, I let out a sigh trying to relax. My phone started to ring and it was Mark.

"What's up Mark?"

"I was just wondering how you are."

"I'm fine. A little stressed but fine."

"Do you think you'll be up to record?"

"Sure. I need a few laughs."

"Ok. I'll get everything set up."

"See you soon." I hung up the phone and started up the car.

Fuck them. Before I could leave they shouted a few things at me. The nerve. But, what if-No! There's no way they're right. Mark loves her. He loves all of his fans. He-he doesn't judge others either. I know they're wrong.......Then why is it still in my head?

"What if your daughter was gay?"

"I would still love her and accept her."

"Well you must be gay then."

"That might be but there are no connections to it."

"You raised your daughter and ours to be gay."

"You can't be raised to be gay. You can be raised to be an ass though." I whispered the last bit.

"What about your boyfriend? He's straight."

"Mark loves and accepts her too."

"Does he really though?"

I shook my head, coming back to the present. I then focus on driving, dodging a wall I nearly drove into.

Fuck. Driving is going to be the death of me. I know they're wrong though. The fucking nerve though to accuse me of raising their kid gay. That's not how it works. Also, Mark, I know he loves her. I just know it.

I soon made it home. Once inside, Mark pulled me into a tight hug.

"Welcome back." I pecked his cheek.

"Good to be back. School should not be over for another hour too." Mark gave a nod and we went to the recording room. After a while, my phone rang and it was Lauren.

"Hey, you two ready to be picked up?"

"Yeah."

"Kay. I'll be-" Mark took my phone.

"No, I'll be on my way." He then hung up the phone.

"You relax and I'll get the girls." I let out a chuckle as he handed me my phone back.

"Ok. Be safe."

"I will." He kissed my lips and he gently held my cheeks in his warm hands. After a moment he pulled away before leaving. I got up from the chair and went to the bedroom that I shared with Mark. I laid down on his side of the bed, holding my head as a headache formed. I could feel it pulse.

Dammit. This is worse then the last one. Make it stop! Please.

As I laid there, the room began to appear brighter and brighter. It was almost blinding. The walls were become white and I could have sworn I heard a beeping. This continued on for a few minutes before all of it suddenly stopped when the front door opened. I quickly sat up, something I was unable to do, and scanned the room. It no longer had white walls or blinding. It was just.....normal. I let out a sigh as I scratched my head.

"Are you ok y/n?" Mark asked as he entered the room.

"Y-yeah. Just tired." He sat next to me on the bed and began to rub my back.

"Well, Lauren is at Jen's house to study. I can give you a massage if you want?"

"Thank you Mark." I then turned my body so Mark had better access to my back. He then moved me to his lap before kneading my shoulders.

"Y/n, something seems to be on your mind. What is it?"

"The talk with Jen's 'parents' stressed me out. That's all." He kissed my cheek as his hands traveled to the middle of my back. My back arched a little as I let out a hum.

"Well, Jen appreciates it. You did a great job."

"Thank you Mark. I love you." He then kissed my neck.

"I love you too." It was quiet for a moment until Mark spoke up.

"You know, so many people loved the Okami playthrough. Thank you for introducing me to the game and helping me with it."

"I had fun with it. Hey, how many episodes were there?"

"45."

"45?"

"Yeah. It was a long series but all good things must come to an end."

"True. You can stop now Mark. If you want, we can record more videos."

"I think I'll take a nap instead." Mark then laid down, pulling me with him. I let out a giggle as I became comfortable.

"Mind if I join you?" Mark chuckled.

"Please do." So for the next two hours, Mark and I cuddled and slept soundly. Lauren let herself into the apartment since she had her own key and she just went to her own room to relax as well.