Markiplier Reader [NEW 2015]

Where's Your Phone?

(M/N)= movie name

Mark was in the kitchen opening a bag of cheese puffballs while you were trying to find your phone. Mark said you left it the other day while you were over here, and he misplaced it trying to put it up for you.

Knowing Mark, he hid it somewhere delirious and you'd never find it. You had searched almost every surface in his house, but you still hadn't found it. You decided to give up and wait for him to give it to you.

He plopped down on the couch with the bowl of cheese puffs. You were forced to sit next to him since he sat in the middle.

"Hey let me have some."

He put the bowl in his lap so you could share it together. You sat criss cross on the couch and watched (m/n) intensely.

All in the movie, you hadn't noticed Mark moved the bowl from his lap. Reaching for another cheese puff, you accidentally grabbed his crotch.

Realizing, you jolted up, while Mark stayed on the couch rubbing the back of his neck.

"This is weird."

You grew angry and threw a stray cheeseball at him.

"Mark, you did that on purpose, didn't you?"

He caught it in mid-air and laughed.

"Maybe..."

"When I get my hands on you!"

"Oh hoho! Whoa there!" He threw up his hands like the meme 'Watch out we got a badass over here'.

You picked up another stray cheeseball and got closer to him. You threw it at him, but he caught it again.

"Oh you've gotta be quicker than that!"

"Mark!"

"Whut?"

"Fuck you."

"When baybeh?"

You jumped on the couch and tackled him, knocking over the rest of the cheeseballs. Finally pinning him down, you get the breath to ask.

"Where's my phone?"
"I don't know let's call it." He grabbed his phone off the table on the side of the couch and dialed your number. You noticed some emojis under your name.

As if on que, Mark's pants started to light up.

"No you did not."
"Yes I did."
"I'm not getting that."
"Neither am I." Mark shrugged and slowly got up off the couch. You felt a strong urge to get your phone. You always wanted to feel Mark, but he was just a friend.

Courage built up inside you as you ran up behind Mark and went into his pants. He gasped in shock as your hands frantically searched, touching any and everything.

But... You found out that the phone wasn't in his pants anymore. He took it out and had been holding it the whole time.

"Looking for this?" He waved it in front of you and smiled.
"Give me that." You tried to snatch it away but he stuffed it back inside his pants.

"I much rather have you continue to search for it."
"You outta be ashamed of yourself." And with that, you punched him in the balls and got your phone back.