My Brother's Best Friend ❤ [Markiplier x Reader!]

Liar liar, pants on fire! ❤

I was released a few days later. The doctor said I should do slow and stay calm. Of course I didnt listen to him, so i had to take Pain killers every now and then. My legs were pretty bruised and swollen but it didnt hurt too bad. Time flew by and i saw myself laying in bed with Mark. "Baby, whats wrong?" I ask him, gently caressing his cheek when I realized his breathing became choppy. "Oh nothing, dear." He says and flashes me a smile. I sit up and cross my arms infront of my chest. "Liar liar pants are on fire! Nose is long as a telephone wire." I say and stiff out my bottom lip. He chuckles. "How old are you?" He asks me. "Almost 23." I say in a childs voice. He chuckles again and pulls me down to him.

"Its just, we have had so much bad luck.. Im really exhausted of it. It pains me to see how the world hurts you." He says and strokes away some of my h/c hair that hung in my face. "Baby, please. Its okay, stuff happens." I say and lay my head on his chest. "I guess so." He says and sits up in bed, causing me to land on my pillow. I sit up and start to gently run my fingers over his back. Red lines running over his back, but dissapear a few seconds after. He throws his head back and lets out a sigh. I chuckle and continue. "What do you wanna do tomorrow?" Mark asks, turning towards me. "Oh, yanno. I thought we could maybe go to my favorite pub. Also I need to see Jeremy again.." i say and sigh as I hug Marks back.

"Whos Jeremy?" The question slipped out of Marks mouth faster than it should have. "My best Friend." I say and yawn. "Whats he like? Is he.. good looking?" I chuckle at that question that clearly shows jealousy. "Baby." I say and shake my head. "What?" - i get out my phone and check Jeremy's Instagram. I tap on my favorite picture and hand my phone Mark.

"Thats Jeremy, hes a Model and also known as my best friend." I say and chuckle. "Woah.. alright." Mark says and hands me back my phone. "Hes.." - "Handsome? I know." I say and lock my phone. "Where you guys ever.. a thing?" - i shake my head laughing at that answer. "First of all he could have everybody on this planet, and second; no. You'll find out more tomorrow." I say and message Jeremy. 'Hey babe, you. Me. Tomorrow at 2 in the café down the street. I'll bring someone special. Xoxo your main bitch.'

- Mark was glancing at my text the whole time. I look up at him and smirk. "Babe?" He hisses a bit. I punch his aem playfully. "Calm your tits man." I say and lay down, pulling the covers over me. Mark lets out a deep sigh before wrapping his arms around me and kissing my head. I feel my eyes getting heavier until i drifted off.

- the next morning -

"Y/n, bricfeasta (breakfast)!" - my mom, screaming my name, ripped me out of my sleep. I groan and try to slide out of Marks arms, with success. I rub my eyes and tell my mom im coming. "Ag teacht!"

I sit up and tie my hair up in a messy bun. I crawl back in bed and place a soft kiss on Marks forehead. "Baby, wake up. Breakfast." I say gently. He rubs his eyes and takes his glasses from the nightstand. "Hey good morning beautiful" he says in his low raspy morning voice. I smile at him and get up. "Come out whenever youre ready." I say as I walk towards the door.

-at the table-

"Good morning Mom." I say and kiss her cheek. Then i walk over to my dad and wish him a good morning as well, followed by a kiss on the cheek as well. I take seat on the table and my mom places a glas with orange juice and a coffee infront of me. I flash her a smile. "Traditional breakfast?" - "Yes, dear. I thought it would be something .. cool.. uhm for Mark." She says and chuckles. I roll my eyes and laugh. Mark enters the room in a white tshirt and sweatpants. "Good morning Mark." My mom says and flashes him a smile "Good morning you two." Mark says and takes a seat next to me. My dad smiles at us and continues reading his newspaper.

My mom places a glas of orange juice and a coffee right in front of Mark. Mark raises an eyebrow and looks at me weird "My mother decided to make Irish breakfast. Its simular to the english one. First you get Orange juice, then coffee for the rest of the breakfast. For breakfast we get.." i stop as our mom sets two big plates infront of us. "Go raibh maith agat." I say and smile at her. "Youre welcome dear. Enjoy your meal." She says. "Go rai.. what." Mark says confused. I chuckle. "Mark, it means thank you. Say it after me." I say and smile at him. "Go raibh." i start. "Go.. raibh.." Mark says shyly. "Maith agat." - "maith a..gat?" I smile at him. "Good and now faster. "Go raibh maith agat." - Mark says towards my mom. "Wow, that was really good." My mom says impressed. I nodd and laugh. "So, for breakfast we get toast with salted butter, marmalade if you want. Uhm these are baked beans - delicious. , then we have a bacon and eggs and usually a sausage but we dont do that." I say and chuckle. "I guess, we wont need lunch today. Thank.. uhm i mean Go raibh maith agat, Mrs Loughlin." He says and flashes her a smile.