Nurse (A Markiplier x Reader Story) COMPLETED

Love In A Nutshell

Finally, at 5:00, the doctor comes into the hospital room to tell Mark what happened. "Well, Mr. Fischbach, you have malabsorption. We think it's from your surgery in your abdomen when we removed your tumor. A few germs may have gotten into your abdomen and given you this." Mark looks at the doctor like he has two heads. The doctor just laughs and says, "malabsorption is basically where you aren't getting enough nutrients. We will either have to give you electrolytes or nutrient supplements. You may have to stay the night here, but tomorrow you can get out of here." The doctor smiles. Mark just looks over to me with a hurt face. I rub his shoulder to tell him it will be okay.

Eventually, I decide I have to go home. "I have to work tomorrow." I say as I try to get him to let me leave. Mark puts his bed into a sitting position to give me a kiss. I lean in until our lips touch, his warm hand grabbing the back of my neck. When we part, I glance at Ethan, who is looking down at the ground. Tyler volunteers to drive me home, Ethan staying with Mark. Ethan waves goodbye but I walk up to him and hug him. He freezes for a second, but eventually hugs back. We separate and smile at each other, saying our goodbyes. Tyler and I exit the room, leaving Ethan and Tyler alone.

Tyler pulls into my driveway, waving goodbye. I tell him I will see him soon, unlocking my door and walking inside. The numbers 5:25 focus into my vision as I look at my clock. I'll shower later. I run upstairs and instantly get to drawing, missing the feeling of a pencil in my hand. What am I gonna do with this thing, anyway? I have enough art in my house anyway. I'll figure it out. I think about Mark as I draw, finally finishing the outline. I get out my paintbrush and paint I bought myself for my birthday and start painting, adding small details along the way.

Two Days Later
Two days. Two more days Mark had to stay in that room. I could tell he hated it. He was so quiet, just staring at the ceiling. At the end of the last day, I brought in the drawing. "Mark, your girlfriend has something for you." I can hear Tyler say through the door. Ethan opens the door to reveal me holding a piece of canvas paper with my drawing on it. Mark just stares at it, speechless. "Come on, man, at least tell her you like it." Ethan teases. Mark just continues to look at it. "It's breathtaking. I love it." He finally says. I grin and hand it to him, sitting down next to him as he looks at it.

After Mark gushes over the painting, Ethan, Tyler, and I talk. Until, the doctor comes in and tells Mark he can leave, handing him a piece of paper for medicine. We all clap and help Mark up, him still weak from laying in bed for days. He walks around for a while until he gets stronger, finally leaving the hospital for hopefully the last time.

Tyler drives me home, as I really need to clean my house. "Can you have Mark call me when he feels better?" I ask Tyler before he pulls out of my driveway, he nods and drives away, honking as he leaves. I get inside to my messy house, taking a deep breath and smiling, knowing Mark is okay. I start cleaning feverishly, wanting to get my house clean so I can call Mark. Cleaning my house really isn't as bad as it seems, I turn on my music which is almost as bad as Ethan's and everything has it's own place to go.

Eight hours. Eight hours I wait for Mark to call me. Nothing. I finally call him, hoping he answers. Straight to voicemail. That's it. I get my keys and start my car, driving to Mark's. I don't even think about turning on the radio, I have to focus on what I am going to say to him. I try not to let my thoughts get too out of control, I still like him very much. I pull into his driveway, slamming the door and walking up to the door.

Ethan answers, greeting me happily. "Where's Mark?" I ask harshly. Ethan backs away. "Err, downstairs helping us edit." He says. Ethan steps to the side to let me in, me running downstairs to give him a piece of my mind. "Where were you?" I ask him, the door slamming on the wall. Mark jumps and looks at me wide eyed. He then looks at his computer and swears. "I'm sorry. I lost track of time." He says. I shake my head. Tyler slips out of the room and closes the door. "I thought something happened to you! You can't do that to me, Mark." I say, tears on the edge of breaking from anger. He stands up, trying to calm me down. "Who knows what could have happened! You could have even been with someone else! Are you?" I scream, letting out all of my anger on him.

"Of course I'm not with anyone else. You mean too much to me. I'm sorry. I should have called you." He says, looking down. I take a deep breath, drying my eyes. I'm so stupid. He didn't even do anything wrong. I look up at him, guilt dwelling up in me quickly. Mark just walks up to me slowly with his arms open. I walk into them and apologize on his shoulder. "I'm sorry. I'm a horrible person." I say, hugging him tighter. "No you're not. It's okay. I should have called you." He replies, grabbing my shoulders and facing me. I look down, embarrassed. He puts his finger to my chin and lifts my head, smiling at me. "You are beautiful. Remember that." He says. I smile, wiping a tear from my face.

I exit the room, Ethan and Tyler waiting outside in the hall. "I'm sorry, guys. I shouldn't have snapped at you." They both say it's okay and smile, making me feel better. They walk me back inside with a blanket and a handful of movies, cuddling me up with Mark. They then get food and hot chocolate, putting in a surprise movie. Ethan takes over Mark's desk and turns off the lights, leaving Mark and I to watch movies. These three are the best people I can ask for in my life.

We watch movies until it's 9:00, me having to go home and go to bed. "Tomorrow is Friday, right? How about you come over tomorrow?" Tyler mentions. I smile and nod, walking out of the room. Once I get to the door, I turn around and look at their living room, hoping to make a lot of amazing memories in this house. I walk out the door, locking it behind me and drive away, feeling a lot better than when I pulled in.

Two Weeks Later
I am walking out the door after an intense game of Uno, Mark following behind me. "Hey, uhh..." he trails off quickly and looks down. "What is it, Mark?" I ask, confused. He looks back up and says, "I love you." I blush intensely. "I love you too." I respond, kissing him. He kisses back softly, enjoying every second of the kiss. We hug, not wanting to let go. After Ethan calling us love birds and us laughing, I leave.

I wish I had someone other than the guys to talk to, like a girl that I can be emotional with. Suddenly, Fisher enters my mind. I almost swerve off the road as her little puppy face covers my eyes and her bark echoes in my ears. I need to get another dog, it gets too lonely at my house.

I find a pet shop nearby, but it's out of town and looks very expensive. I sigh and turn off my phone, plugging it in. My soft cool pillow cushions my head as I lay down, thanking the Heaven's today is Saturday. Thoughts of Fisher playing fetch with me and her soft fur lull me to sleep, me dreaming of her all night.

I wake up and check my phone, seeing Mark texted me good morning. 'Did you want to go for a ride?' He asks. 'Sure. Where to?' I ask. He just says it's a surprise and tells me to be ready in an hour. I turn off my phone and get ready, thinking about where Mark wants to take me so badly. I get into comfy and cute clothes and wait for him by the door, hoping he comes soon.

I get in his car and Mark starts driving quickly. "What's the rush?" I ask. "Sorry, I'm just really excited." Mark says and grins. I smile at his excitement and plug my phone into the AUX cable, playing my music. Mark pretends to choke from the tune, me turning it up. We both laugh and I turn to a song I know he doesn't hate. We sing and dance to that song and some others for about half an hour, until we pull next to a building. My eyes widen and I hug Mark tightly as the words "Pet Shop" are imprinted into my head.

We get inside, both of us overwhelmed by the different animals. We get to the part of the room with the puppies and I squeal. Mark smiles and tells me to pick whichever one I want. I hug him again, thanking him over and over for doing this for me. I look at the assortment of dogs, ranging from Chihuahuas to Dalmatians. I look over every dog until I stop at one small husky puppy. It's blue eyes looking back at me. I point at it, Mark saying it's the third cutest thing he has ever seen. "Wait, what are the other two things?" I ask, laughing. Mark slightly blushes and says, "you and then Chica." I smile and blush, hugging him one more time.

We walk out of the store with a small husky with blue eyes named Luna and a bed for her. My cheeks start to hurt from smiling so much as we get in the car. "Well, time to go home with your new puppy." Mark says, driving away from the pet shop. I keep looking back at the small puppy and then at Mark. "Thank you so much." I say again. Mark smiling back at me.

We get home and I let the puppy loose from the small cage I brought her home in. She looks around nervously, not knowing what to do. I sit down next to her and let her softly, trying to get her used to me. Mark kisses the top of my head and says goodbye. I wave and watch him leave, still petting Luna. This just may be the first day of a very different life.