Markiplier Imagines

43. One Of Those Nights

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"There was no (Y/N) there to cuddle with, so I couldn't sleep."

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It was about the middle of the night when you heard it;

Screaming.

Again?! You thought to yourself as you dragged yourself out of bed. You looked to  your left to find your husband Mark, who wasn't affected by the screaming at all.

You walked over to the nursery and look into the crib to see your daughter, Rose fussing about.

"I know, I know." You said to her as you picked her up. You cradled her head gently and sat down in a rocking chair in the corner of the room.

You rocked back and forth slowly which seemed to calm her down.

"Just wanted attention." You whispered. "Just like your father." You laughed.

You feel a presence behind you, and when you turned around you saw Mark standing there, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

"There was no (Y/N) there to cuddle with, so I couldn't sleep." He said softly. "Let me hold her."

You carefully handed Rose to Mark and rested your head on his shoulder.

"She looks just like you. So beautiful." Mark said as he swayed back and forth.

"You're just the sweetest." You said softly. You pecked Mark's lips. "I love you so much." You said.

"I love you more." Mark said back as he put Rose carefully back in the crib. You placed a Tiny Box Tim plush into the crib and she unconsciously grasped it in her tiny hands.

"She may have my looks, but she definitely has your personality." You giggled.

Mark laughed and headed to the kitchen. "Where are you going?" You asked him. "I can't go back to sleep. I'm making some tea. Want some?"

You followed him. "Sure I'll take some."

You turned on the kitchen light and took a seat at the dining table and watched as Mark made the tea. He turned around to face you as he waited for the pot to heat up.

"Remember when we were young and we used to stay up all night just talking?" Mark asked you.

You nodded. "Yeah... We never get to do that anymore." Mark placed your mug on the table. "Well we can do that tonight." He said.

"Alright. Let's do it!" You smiled. Mark took a seat next to you. "Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?"

"No... I don't believe so." You blushed.

"You're the most beautiful woman ever. I'm so glad you're the mother of my child."

"Our child."

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