Really Mark? (adopted by Markiplier)

Actually Coming Home

M: So, how was ur hospital trip?

Mark was literally sitting right next to you in the hospital, waiting for the doctor to let you go. So, instead of talking to you he decides to text you instead.

"Mark, you are right next to me. I wont bite." You made a pouty face when he picked his phone back up again.

M: I asked u a question

You sighed and pried at your hospital gown you found yourself in when you awoke. "I guess it was okay. I've never been in a hospital before." Mark raised his eyebrows in interest.

M: Is this true?

"YES! now just talk to me!" You had gotten frustrated at his stubbornness. He put his hands up in defeat.

"You seem more interested when you text me. Plus you're yourself when you text me. I want to get to know the real you. I want to know what I'm dealing with." Mark admits, making you recall the way you acted toward him when you guys texted.

"I guess I will text you." You sighed again, only in defeat. You scooped up your phone in your wobbly hands. You still weren't stable enough to walk properly.

M: Im sorry

Y: no need to be

M: I hurt you, I feel terrible

Y: well, in that case, apology accepted

M: thx! now! u ready for a party?!

Y: Can I walk?!

M: I dunno, can u?

Y: Ok, no, I cant

M: U ok?

Y: uh, yeah, y?

M: u seem tense

Y: well, i am ta- texting Markiplier. there is bound to be stupidity thrown in here somewhere

M: Y thank u

Y: No problem

M: That was a compliment right?

Y: wut do u think Markimoo?

M: I think yes, how bout u?

Y: dunno, but if I say no wut u gonna do?

M: im gonna stop rhyming. thats wut

Y: yes please

M: you gotta try harder to get me to say yes ;)

Y: Da fuq bruh?

M: im seriously bored

Y: I can tell

The doctor happens to walk in on two people texting, laughing, and cringing at each other's messages. He happens to laugh himself at the stupidity he walks in on. The other two keep texting on and on about random things, like kittens and pizza. Once and a while the occasional dick joke comes in play. It usually ends with the receiver glaring at the sender of the dick joke. The doctor just stands there with a clipboard, waiting for the two hooligans to notice him.

M: The doctor is here

Y: REALLY?! wheres the Tardis!?!?!?

M: Just put the phone down

You frown and plop the iphone down on the white hospital sheets to then smile at the laughing doctor.

"If you two would like to, you can leave." The doctor announces. Immediately Mark stands, a huge grin painted on his features. The doctor hands him some crutches for you to walk on.

In a few minutes you find yourself in the doorway next to Mark. He's got his hand on the small of your back, guiding you through the hallways. Your black jacket is thrown over his shoulder, and your original clothing is back on. But, you had no shoes on.

Mark's touch comforted you, it was probably the only thing that comforted you in years. Was it the fact that you had someone to help you? Something warm, that will always be there? Or the fact that he cared? You didn't care, you were beginning to love this life already.

<TIME SKIP OF LAZINESS>

He helped you inside the marvelous house he called home. You've seen this place tons of times in his vlogs, but not in person, until now. The spiral staircase was planted right in the middle of his empty living room. You dropped everything on the couch, including yourself.

You could hear Mark start preparing something in the kitchen as you started to feel drowsy, even after the three day nap.

M: dont u dare fall asleep

The buzz in your jean pocket had brought you to life once more. You sat up scrolling through the texts you guys sent in the past hour. You liked to do that, especially when you recall something totally hilarious.

Y: no Mark, i do not have a boyfriend. Y do u ask?

M: I told u i didnt want any in the house

Y: R u jelly?

M: of what?!

Y: the fact that you cant have this?

M: I know ur 17, I cant do u, but y would i want to?

Y: Idk, maybe ur that kinky

M: r u serious?!

Y: I believe i am

M: i might be as well

Y: u want to do me!?

M: do u want me to

Y: Hell yeah! fangirl's dream

M: keep dreamin sweetie

Y: u got me excited for nothin

And before you knew it Mark had swiped the phone from you, and started to look through your browser history.

"Oh, lookie here. Porn!"

"What the fuck, Mark?! I am not like that!"

"Well, you better look at your own browser history." He shoves the phone in your face. He had just now pulled up a porn website just to prove a point.

"How do you know that website? I see you just pulled it up." You pointed out the history button and the fact that he did just pull up the website. He dropped the phone in your lap, sitting down next to you.

"Well, you see, when a man is-"

"Okay, I get it! Don't have to go over that, Mark!" You cut off his whole lecture. He shook his head and started to text someone.

"EW! What the fuck, dude!" You scream after reading the lecture he texted you on why he knows the website.

"You asked me why." He confesses and begins to text another person.

After a few moments later he gets up off the couch to get something from the kitchen. He left his phone on the couch, a big mistake he made. Your suspicious self goes off and scrolls through his browser history just for laughs. But you got no laughs, only gags and retches.