Your POV.
Hunnnmmm... ahh~... I slowly open up my eyes, tired as hell from whatever happened last night... something about (Fr/N)... oh well.
"Mmm... a little more..." Dark mumbled next to me, holding me tighter.
...
Dark.
Next to me.
Holding me.
Wiiide fuckin' awake now, I quickly flip and see him-...
O-Oh... our faces... are really close...
Damn it! Stop! I sit up, his arms still around my waist. This is literally Stockholm Syndrome! He's an evil bastard that tried to kill me!
But he also saved you from (Fr/N) murdering you.
Yeah, that's true... Hey, wait... Dark?! I told you to stop reading my thoughts!
I'm asleep, so am I really doing anything wrong?
... Yeah, in a way, you still are. But since you're asleep, I guess I shouldn't be too mad.
Thanks, baby girl. C'mon. Can we cuddle a little more? I promise I'll make you breakfast~.
... And dinner.
Dinner, too. It'll be like we're on a fancy date~.
I roll my eyes. A date? Really? You're really trying to get in my pants, aren't you?
Woah, woah! I only said a date, you mentioned the sex part. Maybe you want to get in my pants. I don't mind, but I will dominate you. I like being the top.
... Dark, oh my God.
I can tell you're burning red, hehe~. But I'll stop, I don't want to tease you too to much. Come here, let's cuddle.
I slide back under the covers and face Dark. God, I hate you for making me blush. Stop smiling!
I know you like it.
I'll never admit that to you.
You don't need to, I can already tell.
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I wake up again and smell... oh my... Heaven...
I start to get up-
"Ah-ah-ah! Stay there, you're having breakfast in bed." Dark appears at my door with a tray in both his hands. On it was one of those movie meals that the mom would make for all the kids, and the kids only take a piece of toast... I see you holding in your laugh.
"I'm sorry! I'm trying here, but that was funny!"
"Yeah, yeah. Just gimmie gimmie!" I air-grip like a child, and he brings it over, bowing down too.
"Ooh, Mr. Fancy Bow-Down-To-The-Queen, huh?"
Dark, still bowing, tilts his head up. "It's a sign of respect towards you, dingus."
"Hey, name-calling isn't respectful!"
He straightens himself up. "You're right, sorry, baby girl."
"Better, I guess." I look at what all is infront of me - pancakes, bacon, eggs, toast, and even a cup of yogurt - and start digging in. God, I don't even remember the last time I ate, I was so hungry.
"Is it good?"
Both my cheeks were full of food. "EH EH GOOH? OUH EH GOOH!!!"
"... what?"
YOU ARE READING
Possessive (Darkiplier x Reader)
Fanfictionone casual binge-watching a famous "Markiplier" ends up with a meet-and-greet of his alter; Darkiplier. he's a cold-blooded killer, but deep down, he really cares about you, and your well being.
