Markiplier Reader [NEW 2015]

Hi, Take My Umbrella

You were walking to your house from school one late Thursday afternoon. It looked like it was going to rain soon, so you sped up.

"Fucking rain." You say as it starts to sprinkle. You look around for a safe place, but you see nothing. You step up your pace and eventually find a bus stop to wait under.

As you clutch your purse to your stomach, you find that it has miraculously stopped raining. You look up to find a man holding an umbrella over your head. You look over your shoulder at him and see the umbrella isn't big enough for the both of you, so he's forced to stand outside the umbrella.

"Oh no, I don't need the umbrella. I'm fine thank you."

His hair flops down over his eyes, then he shrugs his shoulders and smile. He extents his hand out to give you the umbrella, but you refuse.

"No, I really couldn't."
"Hey, I may be a potato, but I have standards. Ladies shouldn't be out in the rain like this."
"I was caught in it, I was walking home."
"Still, take this umbrella. You may know how to adult with it better than me. I'll probably start doing some Mary Popins shit with it."

You start to laugh, but not too hard. Sometimes when you laugh, it ends up getting weird.

You take note of the man's pick in comedy. You figure not to ask, but you guess he was a comedian of some sort.

"I'm not moving until you take this umbrella young lady."
"Well I guess you'll be waiting for a while."

The man laughs and holds out his elbow. You look at him, finally examining his features, and damn was he handsome.

He holds out his elbow, and raised an eyebrow. You gave him a quizzical look, but his smile made it hard for you to say no.

"Can I take you home?"
"You're not going to stalk me after this, are you?" You ask.

The man shakes his head, a few drops of water dripping down his cheek. He lets a chuckle thunder out, and he runs his hands through his hair.

"No, I won't. I have better things to do that stalk a pretty lady. My name's Mark. Mark Fischbach."

You blush and take his elbow. You looked down at yourself and mentally facepalmed. Your student I.D. was on your hip and the picture was clearly visible to Mark.

Before you could tell him your name, and hide the I.D., you catch him looking at it. As you start off towards your house, you hope he doesn't say anything about it.

"So...(y/n) (l/n). Cool name. I like that picture too. You look a million times better that I did back in highschool. My hair was all over the place, and I didn't smile in time...it was a complete nightmare. I was looking all like...erghhh, and flubbbbbbbgh."

As Mark starts to make silly noises along with stupid faces, you laugh. You can tell after a period of time, he keeps checking to see if you thought he was funny. After everything he said he would look for your expression.

"Hey Mark, are you a professional comedian or something?"
"Kinda..? I make gaming videos on YouTube."
"I've always wondered, it's amazing how people can come together to form something great. It's cool how I've heard that Youtubers are able to work together and get stuff done."

Mark's face lights up, and you can almost see your house...so you stop walking. He seems to not paid attention to it, but he stops anyway.

"Yeah. We're actually working on a big project right now. It's going to be out this Saturday actually."
"Really?"
"Yeah, it's called YGS 100. There's a Youtuber called-"

You suddenly flip out. You had been waiting for YGS 100 since the day YGS 99.5 came out.

"OMG! Excuse my inner white girl, but I literally can't even! Jackfilms is bae!"
"Oh really?"

Mark's face seems to become highly suspicious. As you stand there awaiting his next move, the time space continuum around you two seems to stop.

"Not really...He has Erin."

Mark's hand pulls you into him. You gasp at the sudden movement. His forehead connects with your's, and the wetness is still dripping from his hair. It was like a classic love scene. You were surprised a singing shrimp along with swans and fireflies didn't appear.

"(Y/n), can I have you?"

Before you can say anything, his lips connect with your's. They looked thin, but their softness was working magic on you. After he pulled away you feel like you were on cloud nine.

Seeing your reaction, he let out a light hmf.

"First kiss, huh?"

You look down and smile.

"Yes..."

Mark takes your hand and kisses it lightly.

"Well, there will be more where that came from."

You tow continue on to your house, and as you approach it you can see somebody peek out the window.

You smile at Mark and kiss him on the cheek. You two exchanged information, and he walked off.

As you entered the house, your mom is waiting for you at the door.

"So...who's the hunk?"