Markiplier x reader (smuts)

Last Love - P1

~Your POV~
I walk down the empty streets in search to find food. I enter an old
Chinese restaurant inside of a shopping mall and head to the back to see if there is any food in the fridge. I take out a half eaten plate of sushi and some noodles. I start a small fire to heat up the noodles.

I sit behind the counter and started to eat my food.
*CRASH*
I run out if the restaurant and look around the vacant mall. "Must have been a cat or something?" I asked myself. I shrugged it off and set back down to eat my food.

~Mark POV~
"Shit," I cursed under my breath as I dropped my bowl of food. "Well so much for eating that." I look across the mall and saw a Chinese restaurant. "I guess it won't hurt to have Chinese again," I say as I walked over there.

I made my way to the back. As I walked pass the counter I thought I heard movement. I shrugged it off.

I heard barking behind me and saw Chica running up to me with a full basket with new clothes and some bathroom supplies. "Good girl!" I smiled giving her a piece if a fortune cookie.

She stayed by my side as I opened the fridge to get out the food I had saved from the other day. I looked in and it was gone. All that was left was some rice and dumplings. "What the fuck?" I yelled as I heard a loud crash come from the front of the restaurant.

-Your POV~
"What the fuck?" I dropped my bowl as I heard the man say from the back of the room. 'That must have been his.' I thought.

I grabbed my backpack and ran out the door. "Hey!" I heard him yell. "Chica, get her!" He yelled to his dog. I looked behind me and she was chasing me.

She had caught up to me and pulled me down. "Help!" I yelled trying to get his dog off of me. "Good girl Chica," he said giving her something like a treat. I took that as my chance to get away. I pushed the golden retriever off of me but the man grabbed me by my shirt. The shirt wasn't that strong so he ended up ripping it off of me. I screamed and kicked as he took ahold of my bra. "Quit squirming! You don't want this to come off do you?" I stopped squirming but still was breathing heavy. "Are you going to stay with me?" He growled. I realized I had no choice but to listen. This is what I have been waiting for ever since everyone I knew and loved was taken. "Yes," I said.

He helped me up. I quickly covered up my breasts as they were falling out of my bra. "Here, take this," he said handing me a blue flannel off his back. I took it from him and put it on buttoning it up. He stared down at me as I did so. "Hey, quit looking at me like that," I snapped. "Sorry," he blushed. I smiled and my face got red too.

"What's your name?" I asked as I finished buttoning up his flannel. "Mark," he said with his face still red. "What's yours?" He asked me. "(Y/N)," I smiled. He looked up to me and smiled back. God, that smile. It nearly killed me.

He helped me up and held onto my hand. "Umm," I started. "What?" He asked looking down at our hands. "Oh, um sorry." His face got a deeper red. "If you keep on blushing you're going to have a nose bleed," I giggled. "Sorry, it's just been a long time since I could see a women. And I think you're beautiful..." He mumbled the last part. "What?" I asked confused. He cleared his throat. "N-nothing. Hey, why don't I show you my place?" He asked. "Sure!" I said grabbing his hand. It had been a long time since I had held someone's hand. And his hand was the perfect fit to mine.

We soon arrived to his house. Wow, it was huge! "This is it," he said pointing to the large house. "Wow! Some of the advantages of being to last ones on earth!" I paused and thought of the word "ones." I froze in shock.

"What is it?" Mark asked. "I-I just thought, what does this mean?" Mark gave me a confused look. "What does what mean (Y/N)?" I stopped and looked him in his chocolate brown eyes. "What if we are the last survivors? D-do we..." I stopped and blushed. "Oh, um, I-I don't know..." He said blushing and rubbing the back of his neck.

It was a little awkward while he showed me around the house. Chica slowly followed behind us. "Mark," I finally said. "Y-yeah?" "I'm sorry I said something," I said grabbing my arm.

He looked over at me and smiled. "It's ok. I'm actually glad you brought it up." I looked up at him. "You are?" I asked.
"Yeah, I just," he stopped. "You just?" He sighed. "I just, I know we just met but," he was cut off to the sound Chica barking.

Mark got up and walked over and grabbed a gun. "What? What's going on?" I asked panicked. "Mutants. They've come to check for survivors. Chica! Silence!" She quickly stopped barking and sat by me. Mark grabbed a small bag if ammo. I ran up to him and grabbed his arm.

"Mark please! Don't go! You might get killed!" I whispered. I felt a tear fall down my cheek. He looked deep into my eyes and wiped my tears away with his thumb. "Go hide, I promise I'll be back." I nodded. "Chica, go show her the hiding spot." Chica licked my hand to say "Follow me!"

I followed behind Chica to what seemed to be Mark's bedroom. I looked around and saw pictures of family and friends. 'No wife. Not even sign of a girlfriend!' Chica barked to get my attention. She started running in circles around a recliner. She must have wanted me to move it.

I pushed the chair over and under it was a small trap door. Chica started jumping in circles. She was so adorable. I pulled open the door and she jumped in. It wasn't to big but it wasn't to small, enough room for two or three fully grown men to fit in.

I slid down with Chica and pulled the chair over us. It was dark. Chica sniffed around in my arms and found a small flashlight. "Good girl," I said rubbing her head.

I heard stomping on the floor above us and froze. I heard the chair shift over. The door opened and it was Mark! "Mark!" I sighed in relief. "Told you I'd be back," he said sliding the chair over the trap door. He slid down with me and Chica. "Hey there Chica-choo!"He chuckled as Chica climbed on both of our laps. He looked over and smiled. I smiled back. He took ahold of my hand kissing it. I blushed as I felt his lips touch my hand.

I rested my head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. It's been so long since I've heard another heartbeat besides my own. Mark reached behind him and pulled out a backpack. He took out a blanket and a couple of granola bars. "Hungry?" He asked hold out a bar. "No thanks, I already ate your food," I giggled. He chuckled back. He gave Chica half of his granola bar and covered us all up. Chica popped her head out from under the covers. I giggled at her action. "What?" Mark laughed. "It's been a long time since I've seen something as cute as her." "Yeah she is adorable."

The next few minuets were quite but I didn't mind. As long as I was with Mark. "(Y/N)," he started. "Yeah Mark?" He sighed. "I wanted to tell you something," he looked up to me. "Yeah?" I asked. "I think I love you..." I froze in shock. He placed his hand under my chin lifting my face up to his. His nose was pressed up against mine. I felt my face heat up as his lips pressed against my lips. I wrapped my arm around his neck pulling him closer to me. The kiss started to get more than a kiss, if you know what I mean. I guess Chica noticed and licked between our lips splitting us up. "Ahh!" Mark shrieked. I laughed and hugged Mark. He grabbed ahold of me and Chica and pulled us closer. I soon fell asleep in Mark's arms and he soon fell asleep resting his head on mine.

So this was part one of possibly two of "Last Love." I really enjoyed writing this and I think I want to make this into a full story. What to you guys think? Feel free to give me suggestions about it!

Also I have no idea if anyone is reading this •^•. I don't know if the views are showing how many times I go back and edit or what. Of your are here let me know! Otherwise I sound stupid for talking to no one XD