Talking Bodies - Markiplier Fanfiction

I don't even know what..

I sit on the couch as Mark walks up to me. It's been now a few months that we are dating but lately he's been acting strange.. "Can I.. Can I talk to you for a second?" He says nervously. "Yeah, whats up?" I say and patt the seat next to me. I grab the remote and turn the volume in the tv lower. "Uhm, I think.. I think this isn't working anymore." He says, not looking at me. "What do you mean?" I say and start to shake slightly. "We. We don't work anymore. I've been having a lot of conversations with Emilia.. she's really nice and I don't think we're working anymore Jen. I can't handle this relationship anymore.. over the weeks I gained feelings towards Emilia.." he says and rubs his hands together nervously. "W-what?" I stutter, my hands shaking as and cold feeling ran over my spine. "Im sorry for bringing this to you, this feeling.." He says and gets up, walking up the stairs. "OH NO. YOU WAIT HERE SIR. YOU KNOW WHAT?! IT DOESNT PAIN ME THAT YOU JUST RIPPED MY HEART APARTMENT! THAT IS NOT THE FEELING YOU SHOULD FEEL SORRY ABOUT!" I call after him, tears streaming down my face. I felt sick to the stomache and just balled my hands to fists. "Then which feeling?" He asks and stops halfway up the stairs. In that moment the song Elastic heart from Sia ran through my head.

My voice was cracking, but I spoke normally, not shouting. "Its the sickening feeling you get when you realize you didnt mean that much to a person than you though and you just feel stupid, because you cared too much." I say before I fall to my knees. "I trusted you Mark." I sobb. "I m sorry!" He calls. "I FUCKING LET YOU IN.. AND YOU?! YOU DESTROYED ME. FUCK YOU!" I shout and run over to a small closet down the hall, grabbing a gun and cocking it. "Jen, what are you.." - I put the gun to my head. "Thats the last time I let someone in." I whisper. "Jen stop!" - I pull the trigger.

"JEN WAKE UP!" -Mark shakes me. I sit up in the bed, with a loud scream, followed by crying uncontrollably. "Jen, Shh I got you. What happened?" Mark pulls me close, stroking my hair out of my face. "Oh my god."I whimper before I rapidly gasp for air. "It was just a.. a.. a dream." I stutter before bursting out in tears. "Shh, hey come on." Mark whispers and picks me up bridalstyle as I cry in his shoulder. "I love you so much." I say under tears. "I love you too, baby." He says and places a soft kiss on my head. I just cried more, it was a mix between not getting air aired this painful feeling the dream gave me. He let me down on the couch and walked away. I sit there, legs pulled close to my body as I continue to cry. I hear clinking of dishes, followed by Marks footstep. He tears open the curtains, followed by the windows to let fresh air in. Then Then he dissapeared back In the kitchen.

He came back after what felt like forever, with with a mug directly in my face."Here, hot chocolate." He says and hands me a cup. I look up at him and just nodd. He wraps a blanket around me, before wrapping his arm round me. "M-Mark." I stutter. "Yes, baby?" He returns. "Are you talking to Emilia in private?" I ask and take an careful sip of my chocolate "What! No. You know I can't stand her face. And also, just yesterday she spilled our coffee on you, did you forget?" I look up at him. "How long are we dating now?" I ask. "Two days, why?" He asks confused. I let out a relieved sigh. "You were shaking like crazy, twitching and mumbling, before you let out screams." He says and leans his head against mine. "Im sorry.." I say and cuddle close to him. I look up at the clock, 3:21 in the morning? Shit. "Im sorry I didnt mean to wake you up." I say as the tears run down my face again.

"Jen, what were you dreaming?" He asks. "It.. it was nothing." I mumble and whipe my tears on the blanket. "Please, tell me." He says and tugs a strang of my red hair behind my ear, peeking my cheek softly. A small smile crawled onto my face, followed by more tears. "I.. I dreamed we've been together for a few months. You came up to me and said you've been talking alot to Emilia and that you gained feelings for her, meaning you broke up with me. I screamed at you and ran through the hall. I had a gun and cocked it, followed by shooting myself in the head. Then you woke me up." I say, crying hard again. "Oh my god.. you have a gun here?!" He shouts. I chuckle. "No! I don't. It was a dream." I say and whipe away the tears. "Okay first off, Emilia is a unbearable, rude and creepy person. I would never want her. And second of all." He says and turns my head towards him. He smiles at me and kisses my lips softly. My heart began to flutter and I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back passionately. He smiles in the kiss and pulls me closer. He leans out and peeks the tip of my nose.

"I love you more than anything. I would never leave you, you mean so much to me." He says and softly caresses the side of my face with his thumb. "I love the way you smell and the way your hair falls. I love your perfect skintone, your soft lips.. your cocky attitude, your tender hands and gosh, your body." He whispers as his hands run over my waist. I giggle and look at him, listening carefully like an little kid that's getting a story read.

"I love the way it feels when I carry you,I love the feeling as if we are connected, when I kiss you." He whispers and kisses my lips softly. "You make me feel safe and home. You are just so important to me and I love you to death." He says and places a kiss on my forehead.

My mouth just stood open, from his words. "That.. that was.. nobody ever said something like this to me." I say and fall over him, in a big embrace. "I love you so much Mark Fischbach." I whimper as the tears just continue to fall. "I love you too, Jennifer Halls." He says and places and soft kiss on my head. I wrap my arms around his neck and Burry my face in his chest, feeling his heart hammering against the temple of my head. It was the most calming feeling, next to his soft scent. I felt myself getting tired, until I gave in and just drift off to sleep.

I guess Mark was too lazy to carry me upstairs, because I wake up cuddled to his chest - on the couch. I look up at him, watching his facial features before I watch his chest rise and fall in the slow pattern of his steady breathing. His arm is hanging around me gently, so it was easy for me to get up. I crawl off of him and stretch quietly before I turn on the Radio to a low volume and heading into the kitchen. I was only wearing a big shirt of him and my underwear, which caused me to shiver when the cold kitchen tiles touched my bare feet. Also the window was still open from last night. I push a few buttons under the coffee machine as I place a black mug under it. The tasty brown liquid ran into my mug and I take a seat on my small black bar chair that I kept there. The quiet tune of Jessie J's song Flashlight filled my ears as I blankly stare at the clock resting among the upper board in kitchen. It's 7:22 in the morning.. I slept four more hours. I'm so tired, but im glad Mark was here. I'm so grateful for him. I feel so pathetic with my weird nightmares..

I look up to see my coffee is done. I take the mug and place in 2 sugar cubes followed by a splash of milk so it turned a beautiful cream color. I stur it quietly as I keep my view on the couch, where my boyfriend is laying. My boyfriend. Hmpf. Never thought I would say this about Mark.

I hear groaning, followed by seeing two arms above the couch, its Mark stretching. I chuckle and place another mug unter the outlet, followed by pressing another button. As the coffee runs into the mug I climb down the bar chair and walk slowly over to my sluggish awaking boyfriend. I sit down on the space I used to lay and watch him as he rubs his eyes. "Good morning." I whisper smiling. Mark shrugged and let out a loud roar, probably a yawn. I chuckle and brush some of his hair out of the way. "I made coffee." I whisper. - his eyes shoot open and he sits up. I couldnt hide the giggle and hugged him. His hands roam my back in circular motions. "Good morning, beautiful." His low raspy morning voice was a hard mix between cuter than a babypig and hot as fucking hell. "Good morning Handsome. Today is Tinas Wedding. " I say and climb off the couch, to get his mug of coffee. "Only 2 cubes of sugar, right?" I call over to him. "Yes!" He calls back and I hear a loud bang from the living room we were staying at. Confused I raise an eyebrow and walk over to the couch, bursting out in laughter. "You did not just fall off the couch?" I ask my, face planting the floor, boyfriend. "Maybe." He mumbled and made a push up to get back onto the couch. I hand him the mug and sit down next to him.

"Did you sleep well?" His gaze turns towards me with a confused look. "Yes, did you?" He returns. "After that dream, yes." I say and smile.

We continue our small chit chat until my phone started to play can't stand it by Never shout Never.

"Oh, it's my alarm. The one I set for the wedding today." I say and chuckle. I close my eyes, followed by moving my torso to the left and right, swaying to the beat of this adorable song.

Suddenly it stopped. My eyes shoot open and I look at my phone. "Maaark" I whine and pout as I realized he turned it off. "Im sorry, it was really loud." He whines back. I giggle and place the mug on the table. "Im gonna go shower now." I say and clap my hands onto my bare thighs.

"Mind if I join?" - a bright smirk plastered onto my face was enough as an answer for him.