Markiplier Imagines!

Imagine Seven: Arguments.

Mark's Point of View.

"Can you drop this already?" My girlfriend (Y/N) said and dropped her high heeled shoes down onto our bedroom floor.

"No (Y/N) I will not drop it!" Okay hear me out here. I took (Y/N) out to a restaurant and this fucking bust boy kept flirting with her. Yes that is something that always happens in the books and movies. It never really seems like a big deal until you really have to deal with it.

"I can't believe you don't see this! He kept coming by our table. He kept asking you if you wanted a refill and didn't ask me once. He always tried to get you into a conversation and you went along with it!" I said. "Sometimes I think you can be so naive!" I said.

"Really? Really Mark, that's what you think?" She asked. She was now standing in front of me while I sat on the bed. Her arms were crossed over her chest. "I really hope you're saying that out of anger and don't really mean it," she said.

"You know what? I do mean it!" I said and stood up from my place from the bed.

"You know what?" (Y/N) asked. "I'm not even going to get mad, or sad for that matter," she said. She went to her drawer in the dresser and pulled out her pajama pants and a shirt. She grabbed her pillow and went to the bathroom and came back with her toiletries in her hands. "If you really think I'm so naive. You can sleep in that bed by yourself tonight." (Y/N) left the room and closed the door behind her. I heard the door to the guest room slam.

-In the middle of the night-

I kept tossing and turning.

I was alone in my bed, well mine and (Y/N's) bed. Even Chica wasn't in here with me, she went along with (Y/N).

This sucks, I hate sleeping alone and she knows that. I made my way down to the guest room and put my hand on the handle and turned. But it was locked, god damn you Mark.

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Hey guys!! I heard my brother and his boyfriend (yeah boyfriend) fight tonight and it inspires me to write this. I know this sounds bad but yeah it did.