Markiplier Imagines

It Rains

Y/n Pov

I looked out of the window. It was still raining, if anything it was getting harder. Of course I wanted to walk to the library today of all days.

I sighed and put the books in my university bag. I put my hood up and and walked outside. I had a twenty minute walk home so there was no need to run, I was going to get soaked anyway. And if I did try to run, knowing me, I would fall flat on my face.

(Time skip because I'm fabulous)

I opened the door and dropped my bag on the floor. I stripped myself of my hoodie and grabbed the blanket on the couch and pounced down on it. I was still shivering when I heard my boyfriend, Mark, call downstairs to me.

"Y/n, is that you?"

"Y-y-yea," I shivered.

"What's wrong," he asked, starting to come down the stairs.

"N-n-nothing," I wispered. He came to the top of the couch and looked at me. With that he started laughing.

"Kitten, you look like a drowned cat," he laughed. Oh great another nickname, I think to myself.

"S-shut up," I said starting to warm up a bit.

"Oh kitten. I'm sorry, do you want to go upstairs," he asked me. I quietly nodded and he picked me up.

I squealed when he did that. He laughed and carried me up the stairs. He got the door open to our bedroom and thew me on the bed.

He got on the bed and laughed as he pulled me into a hug.

"Are you still cold?" He asked me.

"Nope," I said and popped the p.

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This was a kinda short chapter. I will try to make it larger next time.