Markiplier (meeting)

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You were driving in your old, broken down car, carelessly swerving from side to side. As you speed up, you begin to take an opportunity to reflect on where your life has taken you. You had a pretty average life growing up, but you knew you always stuck out when you were with the other boys. You had always preferred to spend time with girls more. There was just something so welcoming and feminine that you loved and shared together. In the beginning, all the other boys thought you would always hang out with the girls to flirt with them. But honestly, that wasn't it. You were gay. And you always knew, you just didn't know how to say it since you were raised among a strictly catholic family. You kept this secret until one day in 7th grade, you just couldn't take it anymore. It had slowly driven you insane, and you were spending more time thinking about it than doing your homework, so your grades were dropping. You were at school, and you were talking to one of your friends Lyssie, (Clarissa Minecraftian one of my childhood friends for 9 years, not the characters, but MY actual friend, check her out!), when one of the boys, Ryan pulled you aside. "Yo, seriously dude, bros before hoes! You can't keep flirting with them forever." He says as he gestures his head to all the girls, standing in a circle, laughing and giggling. "But they're my friends.." You say softly. You really did care for them, but you just didn't feel attracted to them, or any girl. "Dude, all the other guys are starting to think you're gay! What boy has sleepovers, likes rainbows, and listens to one direction?!" He yells. I quickly shush him, not wanting anyone else to overhear. "Well, what if I am?" I ask as I stare him straight in the eyes. "Oh my god... I'm friends with a faggot!" He screams. After that,years of torment, bullying, and self harm followed. You were finally freed when you got out of highschool, becuase you didn't go to college. You told your parents, and they kicked you out of the house, leaving you alone for 3 years before you found a stable job for a while, but quit due to low paychecks. Now, you finally found a new job working at Starbucks, and today was your first day. And that is how you ended up here. You cautiously got out of your car and slammed the door shut. You were walking so fast, you didn't even realize where you were going as you crashed into someone and fell on the floor. You opened your eyes slowly to see a tall man, with deep black hair and dark brown eyes holding out a hand to you. For some reason you felt nervous around this man.. He looked very muscular and intimidating. "Ok, don't let him intimidate you Y/N. Just imagine him in his underwear." You mentally speak. You  instantly  regret it, seeing his chiseled body, in all it's glory. "Oh no.. He's hot.." You think as you blush harder. You quickly snap out of your thoughts as he waves a hand in your face. "Hello, are you okay?" He asks with his deep yet sweet voice. "Yeah, Im fine." I manage to stutter as I haul myself off the ground. "My name is Mark, nice to meet you!" He says as he extends a hand out to me. "Yeah... I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you.." I say with a deep blush, feeling his gentle hands. "So, let me show you around. I'm sure you'll fit in in no time!" He says cheerfully. He may just be the most attractive man I've ever seen in my life. He adjusts his glasses and gives me a big, goofy smile. "Ok. Cool." I say, letting him lead me over to these counter.





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