Deleted | Markiplier x Reader

Chapter Three | Crime

That awkward moment you say you'll be more active but don't update for three months... Sorry ;-;

---

Police patrolled the small cafe shop like dogs, wary that there still may be a killer around. Two stood at the bathroom door, like guards. There were detectives around every corner, searching for any clues as to who the killer may be.

The victim was a regular here. He was a short middle-aged man with glasses that always dropped by before work. So when you had heard about what had happened you were in disbelief.

How could something so horrible happen in the most cozy innocent cafe in town? It's the place you'd least expect something as tragic as this to happen.

And the way he died... Oh God...

Shaking your head, you attempted to rid your thoughts out of your mind although they still lingered there. But you were pulled from your thoughts when you had noticed something strange at one of the booths.

It didn't take you long to realise it was the same booth that the familiar yet mysterious man was sitting at earlier. Once you neared the booth, your eyes landed on the discarded bag that lay on the red booth chair. Looking closer, you noticed a red 'M' printed on it. You remember seeing something familiar...

That's right. One night while you were searching through Markiplier merch you had stumbled upon the exact same bag.

So, Markiplier 'quits' YouTube. I meet a stranger at the cafe, who obviously didn't want his face known. He has red hair. He also owns Markiplier merch.

The stranger... He wasn't 'him' was he?

He wasn't Mark...

Right?

Wanting to dig deeper into your own little investigation, you quickly looked around at the distracted police officers and detectives before reaching down to grab the bag.

As soon as the tip of your finger had touched the material of the bag, a cold hand tightened around your wrist. With a gasp, you looked up to meet unfamiliar cold blue eyes.

"I'm afraid this is apart of our investigation. It was at the crime scene." He spoke, face grim. He looked to be in his late twenties, with icy blue eyes and slicked back dark brown hair. He wore a black overcoat. Was he a detective?

Giving him an innocent smile, you tried your best to convince the detective. "I'm sorry, I think there's been a misunderstanding."

He raised an eyebrow, letting go of your wrist. You gently rubbed it, after realising how tight his grip was. "Is that so?"

You gave him a simple nod. "Yeah! It's my bag. I thought I lost it, but I must've left it here." You shrugged. "I'm a klutz."

"Well, Miss..." He awaited an answer, and you saw him reaching out for the bag once again, swiftly swooping it up.

"(Y/N)." You answered, the nerves finally kicking in. You were lying to a detective. And what for? Just because you have a hunch that this man could be some famous YouTuber? It was ridiculous now you thought about it, but you for some reason felt the need to do this. It was something in your gut.

"(Y/N)." He repeated, flashing a small smile. "If this is your bag... You won't have trouble telling me what's inside of it?"

Your heart stopped. That was the question you were hoping wouldn't come out of his mouth. But dammit, that's just your luck. Every time you get caught up in something like this, something always goes wrong.

And this is the part you go to jail for lying to a damn detective...

"Well..." You swallowed, palms going sweaty. "There's a uh... Phone." You spoke, too nervous to even think about what you were saying. You could barely hear yourself over the blood pounding in your ears.

"That's too obvious, Miss (Y/N)." He smirked, opening the bag and looking inside of it. Wasn't this invading privacy? Can't this guy get in trouble for that? "There's something else in here too that you'd have no trouble telling me if it really is yours."

Dammit.

"Uh, well..." You started rubbing the back of your neck, eyes darting around the room, attempting to avoid his gaze. "I'm very forgetful. I was in a rush this morning." You gave him a sheepish smile, but it wasn't enough to woo him over.

He let out a sigh, any sign of friendliness disappearing. "I'm sorry, but you're wasting my time. We're going to take this for now and if it really is yours, then you can be assured it will be returned as soon as we're done." He turned on his heels, bag in his hand.

When you saw him walking away, you knew you had to do something.

You thought. But with the pressure that was on you, you found it hard to think straight. Your fists clenched as you got more annoyed with your brain. Why can't you think straight!?

"A camera!" You blurted out, not even hearing yourself say it for a few moments. Then it hit you. Why would you say that?

What the hell were you thinking? Why would it be a camera? He's a YouTuber, yes, but a gamer! He's not a full time vlogger, he doesn't carry a camera around everywhere he goes. Plus, he doesn't even post videos anymore, so why would he even-

"Correct."

Your eyes widened as you looked up at the smirking detective, holding up an expensive looking camera case.

He made his way to you and when you felt the weight of the bag in your hand, you had finally comprehended what had happened. Out of all the things that could have been in there...

You put on a smile before looking back up at the detective.

"Thank you, detective."

With that, you turned on your heels and left the cafe with a stranger's backpack in your hand.

--

Authors Note:

Hate me if you want to, I won't blame you. I know I haven't updated for ages, and I'm very very sorry about that. I promised I'd be more active but I lied. And I feel horrible about it. I hope this chapter makes up for it though.

Schools back on, which is one reason I didn't update. Now I have to put my priorities and focus more on homework, studying, assessments, exams.

Also, I just kinda lost motivation for this story. I'm not sure why, I just didn't feel like writing it anymore, I wasn't really in the mood.

But that changed when me and my friend started writing youtuber one shots together and suddenly I just got motivated again. I lost my love for writing for a while, I guess, but I'm back now. And I really have high hopes for this story.

Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed :)