Markiplier Imagines

35. The Babysitter

"Being here with (Y/N) is worth more than any dollar."

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The last time your roommate went out of town, you had pulled a real Project X move. It was the most insane party ever!

Until she found out.

"(Y/N), I'm so scared to leave you alone I might actually stay this time." Your roommate said.

"Please go! Listen Katie, how are you supposed to trust me if you won't leave me alone in the apartment for the night?" You groaned.

"Oh I do trust you." She said as you heard a knock on the door.

"Who's that?" You asked.

"A babysitter!"

"A babysitter?" You asked, shocked. "Katie you can't be serious."

"Oh, I am."

"What happened to you trusting me thirty seconds ago?" You asked.

"(Y/N), honey, I do trust you. With the babysitter!" Katie smiled.

Katie opened the door and there stood the babysitter.

It was a... guy?

"You must be Mark! Come in." Katie invited him in.

"Thank you!" He smiled.

This babysitter was smoking hot.

His faded red hair stood out in the dimmed light. He stood there awkwardly, scratching his scruff. The light reflected off of his glasses.

"So, where's the little tike I'll be looking after tonight?" Mark asked with a smile.

"She's right... here!" Katie said, walking over to you, patting your shoulders.

You rolled your eyes, while he stood there, confused.

"Oh, last time I was away, she had a huge party. I don't trust her. However, with you, I trust her. So please, don't let her do any partying." Katie said, brushing her red bangs out of her face.

Mark nodded. "You got it." He winked.

Katie gave him the cutest stare. "Oh! Right! I have a date!" She said, hitting her forehead. "I'll see you later, (Y/N)!"

You sat on the couch , crossing your arms, Mark sitting next to you.

"This is stupid." You said, breaking the silence.

Mark chuckled. Oh, how it made you melt inside.

"So you're a party girl, huh?" He asked you, sounding interested.

"I wouldn't say 'party girl', I mean this was my first huge party in years..." You answered.

"Really?" He asked. You nodded. "That's a relief, because I'm not attracted to the party girls." Mark winked.

Did he just... flirt with you?

You couldn't help but blush. He noticed this and he smiled.

"So what kind of girls are attracted to?" You asked, rubbing your arm.

"Girls like you."