The Dream Diary (Markiplier Imagines)

Birthdays

It's my birthday guys...

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Honestly, you didn't have to be the sharpest tool in the shed to know that something was up with your boyfriend. And by "up," I mean awake at 4 am causing a ruckus in the kitchen.

At first, you tried to sleep through it, but after the noise didn't stop for an hour you decided to check it out. Of course, you knew that it was Mark because the lack of an arm wrapped around you.

The cold air chilled you as you walked out of your bedroom and into the hallway. Everything except for the light in the kitchen was off, so you had to skillfully move around the furniture in the dark. When you pushed the kitchen door open, the sight startled you.

To say it was messy is an understatement. The entire scene looked chaotic. Various.... Things covered the walls and floors. The kitchen sink was filled with plates, bowls, spoons, whisks, etc. And standing there, right in the middle of the kitchen, was a surprised Mark holding a cake freshly from the oven.

Mark looked like he was going to drop the food when he saw you. His eyes were wide and his mouth was agape. His brown eyes met your tired ones.

"Mark, what are you doing?" You asked as you raised an eyebrow and crossed your arms.

He looked down at the, then back to you.

"Would you believe me if I said nothing?" He gave a hopeful smile.

You gave him an annoyed look in response. You could've been sleeping right now, but instead you were about to giving your boyfriend a lecture. You decided to choose the best choice in the moment.

"I'll deal with you in the morning."

With that you turned around and headed back to bed.

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You woke up to Chica licking your face. Her tail was wagging so fast that you were positive it would fly off. You petted her head and sat up on the side of your bed.

Time to go check on Mark.

The other side of the bed was empty and cold, so you concluded that he hasn't gone to bed since earlier. You walked down the hallway and towards the kitchen. You almost didn't want to go in there. Just the thought of the mess made you cringe.

Slowly, you pushed the door open and peeked inside. You gasped in surprise. What you expected was way different what was lying in front of you.

Everything was spotless. No dishes were in the sink, the mop on the side indicated that the floor was mopped, and sitting on the table was a (f/c) cake. Hanging on the now clean walls was a banner saying "happy birthday, (y/n)!" and there were small streamers hanging about. And there, in a pool of drool, was your loving boyfriend Mark asleep on the table.

You walked up to him and tapped him on the shoulder. He woke up after a few pokes. He jumped out of his seat and looked at you with wide eyes.

"(Y-Y-n)?" Mark asked.

You smiled at him in response. With arms wrapped around his shoulders, you kissed his cheek and whispered in his ear.

"Have I ever told you how much I love you?"

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This was kinda boring, but I'm trying here.

Honestly, school is so difficult. My algebra teacher already wants me out and I have a D in English.

But you guys should go check out my other book for imagines of other people!! ((Just saying))