markiplier imagines

video games

Suggested songs:
Army - Ellie Goulding
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"Maaaarrkkk..." I call out from the lounge. He walks out from the bedroom after changing his clothes after filming a video.
"What's up?" He asks, slipping his phone into the pocket of his sweatpants and sitting down next to me on the couch.
"I'm bored." I say and rest my head on his shoulder.
"Well what do you wanna do?" He asks, gently stroking my hair.
"I don't knowww..." I sigh.
"Do you wanna try me at Battefield?" He smirks.
"I don't know how to play that." I laugh, "Can we do something easy?"
"Come on, I'll teach you. You can't keep playing Mario for the rest of your life." He chuckled and he sets up the Xbox and hands me a controller.

"Okay so it's really simple, your job is to basically shoot the enemy, okay? You press L to move and-"
"Okay, okay, I think I got it... Is he a good guy or a bad guy? Which button do I press to run? SHIT! AW TITS, MY HEALTH IS GOING DOWN! WHAT DO I DO?!"
"Woah, woah, woah! No, you're about to shoot me! Wait, pause the game so I can actually show you how- NO DON'T SHOOT I'M ON YOUR TEAM!" Mark shouts.
"Look, I've got my technique cracked! I just shoot everyone!" I smile.
"No, don't do that! You'll run out of ammo!" Mark says but he can't stop laughing.
"Have I shot you yet?" I ask.
"No. I'm behind you, I-"
"Why is everyone shouting?! Why is there sirens all the time, what the fuck?" I ask.
"Because it's set in World War 1, babe, there would have been a lot of shouting in World War 1."
"Okay... This is easy!" I smile, "Oh my God, look at that house! It's huge!"
"Don't go over there! That's the enemy house! Just follow me, I'm in front."
I overtake Mark and run into the house before him, managing to dodge any bullets and I somehow killed 4 enemies.

"What the fuck, how are you winning?!" Mark says.
"It's all about technique." I say nonchalantly as I shoot down the last enemy and the game ends.
He stared at me in disbelief and I giggle  and start celebrating.
"Beginners luck I guess." I shrug and take a cookie from the package sitting on the coffee table.
"How the f- I literally only told you 1 control!" He says laughing.
"Are you jealous because I won and you lost? It's okay, Markimoomoo, you can't win all the time." I say patronisingly, sticking my bottom lip out. He rolls his eyes and chuckles.
"You're just that talented, huh? I bet you 10 bucks you can't do 3 games in a row without being shot." He says, raising an eyebrow.
"Oh, you wanna try me Fischbach? Oh, it's fucking on." I smirk, and pick up the controller.

*time skip*

"Okay, where's my 10 bucks?" Mark smirks and drops his controller after the 3rd game finishes and I was shot 7 times.
He stands up and turns off the console and I stretch out on the couch.
"Nooo, that's not fairr... I'm a beginner, you were supposed to go easy on me..." I whine and he walks back over and sits next to my head, and I move up so that my head is resting in his lap.
"Oh, was I now? You seemed pretty eager to me." He chuckles and he leans down to kiss me.