Markiplier Imagines

48. The Call

"Of course I'd come, (Y/N). You mean so much to me. Don't ever scare me like that again, you hear me?"

• • •

You walked down your block, and it was dead silent. It was about one in the morning. You reached into your pocket and pulled out an Altoids tin.

It wasn't an ordinary Altoids tin, no. You see, inside was something that allevitaed your stress;

Weed.

You lit the joint and took a few huge puffs. The excitement you felt when you smoked this drug was almost indescribable. A couple of cars passed you, and you thought nothing of it...

Until one of the cars lit up with blue and red flashing lights. You quickly threw the drug on the ground and stepped on it quickly and shoved your hands in the pockets of your black hoodie.

The cop car pulled up to you, and a female cop came out. She walked up to you slowly.

"What are you doing out so late, young lady?" she asked you. Your heart was beating a mile a minute.

"Uh, I'm just waking home. My friends were to drunk to drive me." The female officer nodded. She looked down at the crushed joint near your foot. She bent down and picked it up.

"Were they high, too? Or was that just you?" Your stomach did a flip. You stammered a bit, trying to find the words.

"You're gonna have to come with me." The female officer said. She opened the door to the back of the squad car. You hopped in. In the front, you saw her partner. Another female.

You turned your phone on silent. The last thing you wanted to do was interrupt the sweet silence in the car before you had to conquer the ear splitting noise of the police station.

• • •

You arrived at the police station, and the police had taken all of your belongings. The place was a fucking zoo! The female officer brought you to a desk with a chair next to it, and sat you down.

"Wait here..." She said, and her and her partner walked off into some room. For what seemed like hours later, a cute, male police officer with the name tag Agosto engraved across it came up to you.

"So, Miss (Y/L/N), do you know why you were brought here?" Officer Agosto asked. You nodded;

"Yeah. Because Miss white chocolate over there assumed I was smoking a joint."

"So you weren't smoking a joint at all?"

"No. Your little petty partner-friend assumed I was. And you know what they say about assuming things..." You looked around and leaned closer to whisper;

"You make an ass outta you and me when you assume things."

This made the cute officer laugh. "Well you're still in trouble for being in the possession of joint. We found an Altoids tin full of it."

Your heart began to pound. You wouldn't last a day in the pokey! You had to think of something quick. But what?

"Uh, listen cutie." You said to officer Agosto. "I've seen enough cop shows to know I at least get one phone call."

Officer Agosto smiled at you, and nodded. "You're knowledge is correct. You get a phone call. Just one." He said, pushing the phone toward you. He left you alone and cuffed your hand to the chair so you wouldn't leave.

You nervously dialed numbers and put the phone up to your ear and listen to the sound of the dial tone. The sound was interrupted with a familiar voice;

"Hello?" The tired familiar voice said.

For no reason, you just broke out into tears. "Hi." You said, your voice cracking. "I did something really bad and I need you." You said, crying.

• • •

Your boyfriend Mark showed up almost seconds later. He saw you.

"(Y/N)!" He said, practically running to you. The light reflected off his glasses. You heard his keys jingle in his pocket with each step he took. His red floof of hair bounced with him.

He hugged you, almost knocking you over.

"I can't believe you came... I didn't think you'd come because of why I'm here..." You said into his chest.

"Of course I'd come, (Y/N). You mean so much to me. Don't ever scare me like that again, you hear me?" Mark said, picking your face out of his chest.

You looked into his deep, brown eyes. "Never again." You shared a kiss so passionate you felt as if the whole police station was watching.

And they were.

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A/N: Hey! Sorry Mark was barely even in this imagine. I wanted to include (Y/N) (you guys) more in the story so you can really put yourself in the story. Thanks for reading. AND THANKS FOR 9k OMG!!!!