You were freaking out. Today you finally had to have your wisdom teeth pulled. Yours came in super late and you stalled it as best you could because you couldn't stand the thought of them pulling the teeth right out of their roots.
Of course, your boyfriend, Mark was going with you, but he was only excited for one thing: how loopy you would be on the laughing gas.
"I can't wait to see how ridiculous you look when you're loopy as hell,"he chuckles.
You slap him in the arm,"Stop!"
"What?"he laughs,"You know what they do, right?"
You nod, frowning, nervous at the thought. You won't remember what happens until the drunkening gas wears off. You pull up to the office and walk in, your hands in fists, gripping your sides. They walk you in, and the long, agonizing process begins. Unfortunately, Mark isn't allowed to be in the room with you, you you have no hand to hold.
After signing paperwork and doctors explaining the procedure, they finally put you on the gas that will inevitably make you delirious.
Like you prepared yourself for, you don't remember anything, and you wake up, in the car you were strapped in, driving down the highway. Mark was driving, glancing over at you suspiciously. When he notices that you've "come back," he starts laughing.
"What. The. Fuck. Happened..."you murmur.
Mark chuckles deeply,"First off, I just want to let you know that you wouldn't stop scream singing (favorite song) not five minutes ago..."
Your mouth drops open and you can't help but laugh,"What else?"
"Well, my fans are gonna have a treat watching you talk about unicorns in that chair..."he bites his lip, smirking his ass off.
"NO! YOU DIDNT!"you scream, causing more laughter.
"Trust me, (Y/N), it was cute."he shoots you a kissy face to make you feel better.
You sigh in the car seat and he continues,"You also went on a rant about how attractive I am... I'm not even kidding there either. You seriously did."
You gasp, bursting out into giggles. The laughter soon fades when you pull down the mirror. Your cheeks are so swollen you look like a chipmunk with several acorns stuffed in its mouth. You quickly pull your hoodie up, covering yourself from Mark, embarrassed as ever.
"Oh, (Y/N), I forgot to tell you, your face is just a tad puffy..."
"Mark!"you whine.
"Hey,"you feel his arm on your shoulder,"Not like I care, you're still my beautiful girlfriend."
You peek your eyes out, seeing a loving smile crawl over his lips. You stay there until he frowns, giving you the puppy eyes. You give in, taking your head out of the hoodie and sitting back. He kisses you on your puffy cheek and you get out. When you make it inside, you make a break for the computer. Instantly finding Mark's channel, you find the video She's just a bit loopy...
When you click on it, you brace yourself. The beginning is Mark just explaining the situation, so you skip past it to the part where you lay in the dentist's chair.
You hold your arm out,"Youuuuu knoww, unnnicornssss are reall, right?"
You giggle at the slur of your words,"I saw one once, it wassss soooo prettyyyy. Like it had the hornnn on its head. IT WAS RAINBOW!"
You both burst out laughing and you can hear Mark laughing from behind the camera,"Oh really?"
You fast forwards a little more and wind up in the good part,"Hey... Mark... ya knowwww, you'reeee reallyyyy hot..."
"Really?"
"Yeahhh... like you're talllll and you have nice musclesssss..."
Your abs hurt from laughing as you watch yourself flail your arms aimlessly and drunkenly.
"I have nice muscles?"Mark asks.
"Yeahhhhhhhh... your armmssss and your chest and abssss, it's reallyyyyy sexyyyyy,"you explain deliriously,"I just thought youuuuu should knowwww that..."
With that, you close the laptop, falling on the floor, laughing too hard to even make noise. When you finally catch your breath after a full two minutes, Mark pulls you up, holding you close. You gaze into his eyes, getting lost in them.
"Did you mean that or did you just say that because you were loopy?"he smirks, causing you to blush.
You sigh,"I obviously meant that because I have the same opinion when I'm actually in my right mind..."
He turns you around,"Close your eyes."
"Why?"
"Just do it."
You do as told and wait for his word,"Okay."
You turn around to he his shirt on the floor and Mark standing there, shirtless. You can see it all, the arms, the chest, the abs. You flush pink and purse your lips together.
"Is this what you were talking about?"he asks in his deep voice.
You nod timidly and he chuckles,"Actually, your cheeks are already way better!"
You run to the bathroom and look in the mirror to notice that the swelling has dramatically decreased. Before you walk out, you feel his arms wrap around you, his chest pressed to your back.
"Maybe later, I can help you finish that rant..."
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Markimoo (Markiplier Imagines book)
FanfictionHow could I do one without the other? Once again, for you lovely ladies drooling over the sexy human being we all call Mark... enjoy ;)
