Online Lover (Markiplier X Reader) (EDITING)

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Hey! I know tomorrow is the day for updates but, I'm getting my original partner back so, we can continue to write together. Instead of me writing alone. So, I'm posting a filler chapter. I know, I know, my schedule is fucked. But, eh. I'm trying and all your guy's support means everything! <3

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Previously;

  "I think it's time we did break up. . . "  

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-Your POV-

There you lay on your bed. You didn't know what to think of the world anymore. . . Markiplier. the Markiplier. Mark Fischbach, kissed you. It was probably so you wouldn't leave. But, the world was confusing to you. You received texts and notifications from like every social media you had. Twitter was going off, Instagram, basically, anything that was possible. Of course, you had only certain apps.

You picked up your phone, sighing. As you unlocked your phone, the first few things you saw were,

'Spetbotx has started following you and 32 others!'

'You have 52 notifications!'

There were also a few messages on Skype from Mark. And. . . Felix and Jack. How'd they get your Skype? Then, it hit you. Mark probably gave it to 'em. You didn't want them to worry so, you messaged Jack. You didn't feel like texting all three of them back so, you chose the closest name.

(Jack=J   Y/N=Y/N)

J= Hey, Y/n?

J= Are you okay?

J= Text me soon, please.

You looked at the three messages. Thinking. What if Mark was dared to kiss you? By Jack. . . Or Felix. . .?

Y/N= Hey.

You were about to go to Twitter but, Jack had messaged you back.

J= Ah! There you are.(:

You slightly smiled reading that text. Just four simple words. . . 

Y/N= Where did you expect me to go?

J= To be honest, I didn't expect you to text back.

J= I thought you'd still be too mad.

You weren't mad. Just, curious. About life, about everything. . .

Y/N= Oh. . . No?

You typed, quickly. You didn't mean the question mark.

"Shit," You mumbled out loud.

J= No?

Y/n= I didn't mean it. . .

After you sent that, you got no texts back from Jack. So, you decided to go to Twitter. To check out all the commotion.

-Mark's POV-

When Y/n texted Jack back, I was happy that she was alright. But, Jack showed me the messages between them two. 

"Well, damn. I don't know what came over me." I said, sighing.

"Maybe, because you like her?" Felix asked.

"Yeah, prob- wait. . . I mean, I don't like her. . . " 

"Ohhh! You proved it!" Felix said, jumping up and down from excitement. We ended the live stream after Y/n left.

"I said I don't like her. I just met her a few days ago."

"Hey. Look at this!" Jack said, holding his phone in front of my face.

It was blurry at first then, I pushed the phone out of my face.

It was Twitter going off like crazy. With a certain hashtag.

'#Y/nplier.'   (Nicoliplier or my username, Leafiplier. *COUGH* LEAFY *COUGH*)

"See? People fook'n shipping already. I guess Septiplier is finally dead." He said, excitedly.

"Yeah. . . But, this?" I pointed at the screen.

*knock knock*

There was a knock at the door. Jack got up and headed towards the door.

"Hey, Amy and Signe." I heard Jack say. "Wait. . . Signe?! I didn't know you were in L.A?"

"Oh, shit," Felix whispered to me.

"Move, please, baby. Amy needs to talk with Mark. . ." Signe said, kissing Jack's cheek and walking over to me with Amy by her side.

All I could think is, 'Shit's about to go down. . . '

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Cliffhanger! Muhahaha. But, I really hope you guys enjoy this filler chappie. So, therefore, I'll see you in the next chapter! Buh-bye! <33