Markiplier Imagines

Random

Your POV

"Thank you Tiny Tortoise Tim! You know you'll always be my little biscuit! Oh, that sounds familiar! I wonder where you came up with that one! Oh ho, you know, places and things. Oh, sounds like you're making excuses and trying to buy time cause your brain can't keep up with the shit that your ass is cashing for you! What the hell did you say Tiny Turtle Tortoise Tim? Uh..."

 I laugh at the random crap coming from Mark's recording room. I usually don't hear all of it because of the sound proof padding in the room. But, that makes it even more funny because I have no context what so ever for whatever you hear. 

He has been recording for a while, probably a long series. I'm pretty sure he is playing The Forest... It's almost dinner time, he has been in there since 9 in the morning. Earlier he was recording Happy Wheels. I didn't hear much of that, I only knew what he was doing because I brought him a drink.

After about two hours of aimlessly playing on my phone/ answering comments, Mark walks out of his recording room. He walks to where I am laying on the couch. I put my phone down as he crawls on top of me and kisses my forehead. 

"Mark, you're crushing me!" I say, my voice strained. 

He laughs,"But Y/N! I'm comfy!" He whines like a child and puts even more weight on me.

I laugh and ruffle his hair. He sits up and crosses his arms, a fake look of anger on his face. 

"Nobody touches the floof!" He yells. 

I laugh and ruffle his hair some more. He grabs my arm and pulls me close to him, his other arm snakes around my waist. I push the fallen hair out of his face and kiss him. He kisses back gently, pulling me onto his lap. 

He pulls back, leaning his forehead against mine," I love you, Y/N." 

"I love you to, Mark." I say, leaning away from him so I could see his face," I have an important question..." I add. 

"What?" He says, looking up at me. 

"Are you hungry?" I smile.

He laughs," Not really, are you?"

"Nope..." 

"Wanna cuddle and go to sleep?" He asks, smiling. 

"Yes, please!" I say and get off of him, racing up the stairs to the bedroom we share. 

He runs up behind me just as I get into the bedroom and picks me up by the waist to throw me on the bed. I squeal as I land on the fluffy pillows all over the mattress. He lays down beside me and pulls me to him. I put my face against his chest, listening to his heart beat slow. He rubs circles in my back.

"Goodnight Markimoo..." I yawn. 

"Goodnight baby..." 

A/N

The chapter is short! I know! I had nothing to really go off of, I wrote this in like 10 minutes because I was bored... 

I hope you enjoyed it and please leave me suggestions for YouTubers and scenarios and stuff! I get writer's block a lot XD...

I shall virtually hug everyone who reads and comments and stuff to thank you! <3