I'm fine (Sequel to I'm bored) //Markiplier Fanfic\\

Nine

Alex

"So, Whats been new." Ryan asked.

"You mean other than dying?"

"Alex." Mark warned. What am I supposed to say, 'im perfectly fine'? Because news flash, I'm not fine.

"Nothing really..." I mumbled. Ive already told the boys that I didn't want to pretend with them. If I needed to be depressing or mad then I'm gonna be depressing or mad. Because it seems I don't have much time to show those emotions...

"Hospital life is boring." Mark said with a sigh.

"Sorry for being an inconvenience." I mumbled. I instantly kicked myself for saying that, and I hoped that make didn't hear me. But that was proved false as I watched him shoot me a glare.

"Can you guys give us a second?" Mark asked softly. The boys nodded and made their way out of the room. It was quiet after they left, mark had his back to me for a second. I was scared. Not only was I dying but I was sure he was gonna kill me.  "Why can't you just pretend? For thier sake!" He finally turned around.

"I can't be upset that I'm dying?"

"Alex! You think I don't know you're dying?" He yelled, making me flench. "you're not the only one upset! I'm watching the woman I love die! Those guys are watching thier best friend die! So stop acting like you're the only one upset here!"

I was speechless. I didnt have any words. He was right I need to be positive. I don't people to remember me as being bitter my last few days.

"I'm sorry..." I whispered, hanging my head low. He sighed, setting his hand on his face, shaking his head. He rushed forward and engulfed me in his arms.

"No, baby, I'm sorry." He said, sniffling. "I'm such a jerk..." I chuckled. He backed away and looked at me, confused.

"You said it, not me."

"Turd." He smiled. I leaned forward and kissed his lips softly.

"But I'm your turd..." I said with a smile and a scrunch if my nose, realizing how wierd that sounded. Mark smiled too.

His eyes travled from mine to my lips, causing m heart to pump out of my chest. Even in situations like these he still manages to make my stomach flutter when he gives me that look. His big doughy brown eyes pulling me in, making my love for him grow even more.

I leaned forward and kissed his lips again. This time leading him to a much more powerful kiss, full of passion and lust. Marks teeth grazed my bottom lip, nibbling on it before I allowed him entrance. His hands were gliding and down my back while the kiss deepened. He leaned down a bit, almost laying on top of me before pulling back and going down to my neck. Kissing up and down, giggling when he would feel my fast heart beat. I would giggle too because of how good his lips felt against my skin. I was going to miss this feeling. I let out a deep groan as he found my sweet spot being my ear, leavibg a little mark before backing away and looking me in the eyes.

His once brown eyes were now dark with lust. His lips were pink and swollen, and his hair was pushed away from his face. He looked so beautiful.

"I cannot wait until you get out of this hospital..." He groaned, his voice deeper than before. I smiled at the obvious passion in his voice.

"Why?"

"I think you know why." He mumbled, leaning back in and snogging me. Causing me to laugh, begging him to stop.

My mind couldn't help but race around with ideas of what fun were gonna have when I'm out.

And how I wouldn't want to spend it any other way than with him.