You are all mine (markiplier x reader)

Chapter 2 Cleaning up

Y/N: I'm starting to remember what happened last night..
Mark: don't tell me we got drunk and had a party last night....aww crap not again!
Y/N: I don't even want to look down stairs in the living room! I'll have to clean the whole house.
Mark: well if it is a huge mess I'll help clean.
Y/N: thanks Mark I mean.. You don't have to but...
Mark cuts you off with a big smile on his face
Mark: it's ok.. Ill help you
Y/N: ok well I'm going to go check downstairs ok?
Mark: ok I'll be here...waiting
You walk downstairs to find yourself in a huge mess of chips, soda, candy and beer on the floor and just everywhere you can imagine.
Y/N: aww FARTS!
Mark walks downstairs and sees the mess. His eyes widened as he saw more of the mess.
Mark: Umm well...
Y/N: your still going to help me..right???
Mark: yea sure....
You see he has that "I don't want to do it" face on and you start to grab all the bags of chips and start to throw them into a trash bag. Mark is still standing there with his pajamas on and still looking around. You then see him grab a trash bag and start to pick up all the bottles and trash on the floor. You look at him with a smile on your face, he looks back at you and give you a bigger smile. You start to pick up more trash and you felt a can hit your head.
Y/N: hey....
You hear mark giggle. You turn back around and start grabbing more trash but this time you knows what's going to happen. Mark throws another one and you instantly turn around and grab it at the right moment.
Mark: HOW!?
Y/N: I got skillz Mark.
You say with a smirk on your face. Mark instantly grabs another can and throws it and this time you open your trash bag and the can flys into the trash bag.
Y/N: HA! Can't get me now!
Mark looks at you with a smirk and says in his Willford Warftashe voice,
Mark: Oh really!? How about THIS!
Mark throws a fast one straight at your face and it bounces off your nose and lands in your trash bag.
Y/N: ohh your gonna get it now!
Mark starts to run away from you and you chase him with a can in your hand trying to throw it at the right moment. You finally throw the can and you imagine it in slow motion hitting mark in the back of the head. You start to laugh so hard you fall to the floor. Mark is laughing along with you.