My YouTube Gamer Boyfriend (A Markiplier Fanfic)

Cuddles and Flings

I stared at my closet for something to wear. Can I stay in my pajamas?  It's only a movie date at my house. I shook my head and decided on something casual, but didn't scream 'I just woke up'.

"Oh nurse! I think I need to be resuscitated!" Mark's voice boomed from the other side of the door. "Resuscitate! Resuscitator. Resuscitatermabober."

My cheeks heated in a blush as I ran towards my door, almost tripping on my fuzzy rug.

"Nurse! Oh there-." Mark yelled before I grabbed his arm and brought him inside.

"Are you insane?"

"No. I've been tested." Mark stated.

Mark had brought several movies, one of which just happened to be my favorite. I made a bowl of popcorn and sat on my brand new sofa.

I put my head on his chest and for the first time in a long time I felt protected. Mark was everything a girl could ever ask for and he was with me. His calm breathing put me at ease.

"I can't thank you enough for helping me that night." Mark said as he rubbed my side.

"It's ok Mark. I know you would've done the same for me. Thank you for helping me with that jerk."

"I'm much more devilishly handsome anyway, you made a fine choice." I could hear the smirk.

I decided to tease him a little bit.

"I mean you're alright I guess."

"Alright?"

"Yeah, just alright. Adequate." I said as I nonchalantly chucked some popcorn in my mouth. In one swift movement, Mark was on top of me. His lips met mine, leaving me in shock. Just as I was about to place my hand on his cheek he stopped.

"Sorry y/n," he said with a smile, "I'm only adequate. You deserve much better than this!"

"I hate you." I grumbled.

"Do you now?" He said as he tucked a stray hair behind my ear and began to lean in once again.

A loud banging at the door made Mark and I both jump away from eachother as if we had been caught doing something terrible.

"If it's your ex I swear to God!" Mark called out as I made my way to the door. I looked through the peephole and immediately felt wicked. An evil grin spread across my face.

"Oh no Mark, it isn't my ex," I said innocently, "it's yours. MiMi is here!"

Mark cursed under his breath as he looked through the peephole.

"For the record I never dated her." Mark stated.

"One night stand Mr. Fischbach?" I asked with a raised brow.

"I'm never that drunk, baby."

I looked through the peephole again before shivering in disgust. "You have a point."

I reached for the handle, but Mark quickly snatched it away.

"Don't open it," Mark pleaded, "she'll go away eventually. She would always follow me home. I didn't think she'd be this clingy."

"I think it's my turn to help you out of a bad relationship." I smiled and pointed to my bedroom. Mark looked at me with concern, but obeyed. I opened the door and was met with my worst nightmare.

A human barbie doll stood before me. Shorts so tiny they could possibly classify as underwear, a chihuahua in a pink purse begging to be rescued, and Moschino everything. Anything that could be pink, was pink. Even her face seemed a shade of peach and glitter.This was going to be delightful.