^^Your POV^^
You had got home late because of a late meeting at work. At 10:30 pm, you stumbled into your apartment you shared with your 'boyfriend' Danny. The lights were off, and you sighed in relief.
"Where the hell were you, you slut!?" Danny came from behind the door and grabbed a fistful of your (h/c) hair. You wanted to cry in pain, but you knew that would only earn a worse beating.
"I-I had a late meeting at work," you shuddered.
"LIES!" he yelled and threw you on the ground.
"Get out you slutty hoe!"He again pulled you by your hair and opened the door. He slapped you and said, "Never come back. Oh!" he slammed the door and came back with a small box labeled (Y/N).
"Take your crap as well!" and slammed the door.
You ran, ran like your life depended on it. Because this was LA, you couldn't think of a place to stay, because he didn't give you your purse. You ran into the city and slumped on a brick wall and sobbed.
^^Mark's POV^^
I was walking the city streets of LA, looking for an electronic store to buy a new camera. Thanks to Wade, I accidentally broke mine getting angry in a game I was playing.
As I was about to walk into Electro Outlet, I heard quiet sobs that sounded like someone was hurt. I looked around and saw a girl slumped on the wall with a box. Her hair was knotted up, and her clothes were torn a bit.
"Excuse me?" I politely asked. The girl looked up at me. Her face was stained with tears, nose was red, and her cheek had a big red hand mark. She didn't say a word but just stared.
"Are you ok?"
"No. My boyfriend-" she looked behind me and quickly started to get up.
"Go. Run!" she told me. I looked behind me and saw a black figure walking towards us. After a few steps, he started running.
"Go! While you still can!" she kept on saying, but I stood my ground.
"Hey! What the fuck are you doing with my girl?" the man said. I ignored the question.
"Did you do this to her?"
"Yea I did why do you care?" he said, clearly getting angry.
"Danny don't do this. Don't take it out on him. He's only trying to help." the girl said. The man, Danny I think his name was, started walking towards her.
"Ok. Then I'll take it out on YOU!" he kicked her in the stomach and she clutched her stomach in pain.
"Hey! Don't do that!" I yelled. He was about to kick her again.
"If you do anything else to her, and I swear to god!"Danny turned his head towards me. "What the hell are you gonna do about it?" That was it. I walked towards him and uppercut him square in the jaw. He fell backward and passed out. I looked towards the girl and she was staring at the unconscious man.
"Hey what's your name?"
^^Your POV^^
You finally got the time to fully look at the man. He was muscular, had dark, damp hair, and framed glasses. Overall, he looked handsome.
"(Y/N)."
"That's a pretty name. Would you like to stay with me? I know I'm a complete stranger, but I'm just trying to do what's right."
You thought about it. You were going to stay with a complete stranger, but he helped you with your abusive boyfriend, and he was cute.
"Ok."
You followed him to his car and he told you to sit in the passenger seat. You obeyed and stared at the stars.
"I'm Mark, by the way. You might have seen me before."
You were clueless. "I don't live in this part of LA."
"No, I mean from YouTube."
You were still clueless. He saw the cluelessness on your face.
"Markiplier doesn't ring a bell?"
"No."
"'I'll show you later. We're here." he opened the door for you and you stepped out. You both walked into the house and you stood by the door.
"Make yourself at home. 'I'll go get a first aid kit." He left, and 2 minutes later, came with the kit. You were still by the door, unsure of what to do.
"Here." he patted the couch. "Lay down here, so I can check your stomach." You laid down and watched as he did the steps carefully. When he was done, he left to go put the kit away. Mark came back, and you decided to hug him. He was surprised about the hug.
"Thank you. For everything you did for me."
"Your welcome." then he did the most surprising thing. He kissed the top of your head.
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The Big Book of Imagines
Ngẫu nhiên*MULTI FANDOM* This wonderful book is full of Imagines and One-Shots! I do 3 different levels of writing. Level 1, which is light fluff. Level 2, which is heavy fluff. Level 3, which Is lemons and smut. Cover by @juggy-jones