Markiplier Imagines

68. Helium

Howdy! This imagine was inspired by my waifu ai_stories ! I suggest taking a look her some of her projects!

"Don't even speak. I'm tired of you and this party-girl attitude!"

(Y/D/J) = Your Dream Job

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You walked across your patio barefoot. You carried your purse in one hand, heels in the other. It was almost one in the morning.

What an amazing night you had! You literally spent the whole night clubbing with your friends!

It was really nice to take a break from YouTube. Not only that, but things have been hectic with you and Mark... It was just fun to get away.

You clutched your heels under your arm as you rummaged through your purse for your keys, after what seemed like hours, you found them at last.

You inserted the key into the lock and turned as quietly as possible. You tip toed into the house and shut the door as quietly as you could. Before you can even turn around, Mark flicked the light on.

You jumped;

"Mark! Uh, hey!"

Mark squinted his eyes. He knew you've been out all night, and he's been waiting here for you to come home.

Just like your dad used to do. (What a daddy amiright?;))

"Don't even. (Y/N), you've been out all night. Do you know how worried I got? I was so worried I almost called the police!" Mark began to lecture.

"Well, you didn't!" You answered back. "I'm here safe and sound. There was absolutely no need to-"

"Don't even speak. I'm tired of you and this party-girl attitude!" Mark said, interrupting you.

You stood there, shocked.

"You're... tired of... me?" You asked. Mark nodded;

"Yep! You know why? Because all you do is sleep all day and go out all night! It's like you never make time for me! You don't even make time for the one thing you have a passion for anymore!"

You scoffed. He thinks because you make YouTube videos, you have a passion for it? That's ridiculous! He knows you've always wanted to be a(n) (Y/D/J)!

"YouTube is not my passion, Mark!" You began to raise your voice.

"Then what is?" He raised his voice back.

The room went silent.

"You."

Mark scoffed. "You don't care about me! You don't even care about yourself you're so immature and-"

"Wait... Wait one second..." You said, running to the bedroom.

"Are you kidding me?!" Mark almost screamed.

A few weeks ago it was Ethan's birthday, and you and Mark had bought him a lot of helium balloons, since he liked to inhale the helium.

(I know it's October 24, but let's pretend it was a few weeks ago!)

You took one of the balloons, stuck your heel in it, and inhaled deeply. You took another balloon with you.

"What're you doing with that? Doesn't matter. Like I was saying you're so immature and lazy and-"

"You're immature, too!" You said to Mark in your helium, high pitched voice. He looked at you with a face expression that you could only describe as...

Confused.

"Are you serious, (Y/N)?!" Mark began to yell.

"What? This makes fighting more fun! Try it!" You said, handing the balloon to Mark. You handed him your heel as well.

Hesitant at first, he stabbed the balloon with your heel and inhaled deeply. He looked at you;

"(Y/N), Im tired of you going out all of the time... I'm tired of you not being here at home with me." Mark said in a cute, high pitched voice.

You giggled. You took the balloon from Mark and inhaled to get a refill;

"I'm sorry... I guess I just wanted to live life to the fullest, or whatever. I'm sorry... I want you in my life. Forever." You said, sounding like Alvin from Alvin and the Chipmunks.

Mark giggled as well;

"I love you." He said, still with his voice high pitched.

"I love you, too." You replied.

"Now come give me some sugar." He said.

You shuddered;

"As soon as that helium wears off. I'm really disturbed." You said, smiling.

"Oh, stop." He said grabbing you by the waist. You gave him an eskimo kiss before placing your lips on his.

All of a sudden, you hear Tyler and Ethan burst through the door;

"Ethan you're so impossible! You literally stole that girl from me! What the fuck, dude?!" Tyler screamed.

"She was totally into me! I mean her straw was pointed toward me and everything!" Ethan replied.

"Ugh I just wish you would listen to me!"

You and Mark looked at each other and giggled. You each handed Tyler and Ethan a balloon and your heels.

"Have fun!" You said, waving as you and Mark walked to the bedroom.

"What the fuck is their problem?" Tyler asked Ethan.

"Another day in paradise, I guess." Ethan shrugged.

And he was right. Being with Mark was even better than paradise.

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