One Shots

Markiplier: based on the song we speak no americano by yolando be cool & DCUP

* another mellow story just like the other.... Maybe a bit more spicy but still very mellow *~

markiplier

you wake up in the morning and sleepily look around the room. You notice that something is off but cant quite see anything yet. Rubbing the sleep out of you eyes you notice that this isn't your room, and you're not in your bed. Snapping your eyes open you spot a big green tee shirt and slip it on. The thoughts of being kidnapped cross your mind and you begin to worry.
" I cant believe I don't remember a thing from last night. I must've really gotten drunk." You whisper to yourself.
you sneak closer to the recording studio and hear the song we speak no americano playing. Your eyes widen in complete confusion and you open the door slightly. A man with blue floofy hair sits in a black leather chair, playing a computer game, talking to absolutely no one. You close the door quietly and take a deep breath.
" I'm sleeping in a mental mans bed, wearing a crazy guys shirt, and I'm some how completely fine with this." You say out loud to yourself. Just then the door opens and the man steps out beside you with a raised eye brow.
" I'm crazy (y/n)? Says the one who cant even remember last night." He says, with a smirk.
Just then your memory comes back and you remember everything. Everything from the bar, to the car ride, to the amazing one on one experience. Thought your memory comes back it comes back like a brick hitting your head. You smile and sigh, laughing at yourself for being retarded about this.
" Sorry Mark I don't remember a lot of things easily. Especially when I drink." You explain
Mark nods and laughs with you, completely understanding. The song plays over again and you frown with a smirk.
" Whats going on in there?" You ask
mark smirks and runs his finger threw his hair.
" Uh heh, its nothing just a video I can finish later," he says closing the door. " Would you like some breakfast?" He suggest, taking your hand. He leads you into the kitchen and sits you down on a bar stool. You watch with content as he picks up his phone and orders Chinese food. You start laughing quietly as mark gets irritated with the man on the phone. Finally he hangs up and rolls his eyes rather dramatically.
" Difficulties?" You ask
mark smirks and nods agreeing. He glances down and for the first time this morning notices what you're wearing. The smirk slides slightly into a devilish grin as the music continues from the recording studio. He glances his eyes up to yours, tilting his head back and leaning on the counter. He runs his fingers threw his hair and you bit your lip. " God he's good " you think devilishly. You match marks killer smile with your own and  start to turn towards the bedroom. Mark jerks forward as to chase you and you bolt into the bedroom. He shoves his phone into his pocket and chases after you. You sit on the bed with crossed legs and stare at him. Mark leans in the doorway and looks at you seriously.
" We have fifteen minutes. Make the best if it." He says, trying not to laugh.
you drop your head and snicker under your breath. When you lift you head mark has pulled off his shirt and is now giving you the most retarded face in the world. You break out laughing and flop backwards on the bed. Mark laughs with you and lies on the bed next to you.
" FanTAStic!" You scream, threw laughter. Mark laughs and rolls on top of you. You look up at him and give him a kiss. " You're such a dork." You say
mark smiles and kisses you back.
" Im aware. But like I said," he says, kissing your neck " We only have like twelve minutes now."
You bite your lip and look at mark with lust. He stares back and slides his hands between you and the bed on your back. A shiver runs down your spine as mark trails a kiss down your neck. A small moan escapes and mark closes his eyes enjoying every second of this. The song plays over again and you assume its on replay. The song is very catchy you notice.
" (y/n) I want to be with you." Mark says, breathlessly.
Your heart skips a beat and you nearly stop moving all together. What should I say? You think to yourself. I mean I just broke up with my ex two weeks ago, is it too early for a change? Some thing like a "fuck it" attitude pops into your thoughts and you smile at mark.
" Hell yeah. I would too." You say, smiling uncontrollable.
Mark sighs and gives you a big sopping wet kiss. You giggle as he begins to push against your hips with his own. Just then the door bell rings and mark stops dead. he snaps up and widens his eyes.
" TO CHINESE FOOD!" He hollers, pointing his finger towards the ceiling. You laugh and jump up following him.