Imagine Mark is playing an emotional (most likely triggering) game. Something in the game brings up the thought of losing you. He can't bare the thought of it. He breaks down crying imagining the scenario in his head, over and over again. You hear him crying from down stairs and go to check on him. You walk in and sit in his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. Mark wraps his comforting, stromg arms protectively around you. You kiss his head and ask him what's wrong. He tells you that he can't stand the thought of losing you. You tell him that you're not going anywhere as you kiss the top of his head.
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Markiplier Imagines
FanfictionJust a bunch of Imagines and short stories about Markiplier. I will also do Darkiplier, Jacksepticeye, and Antisepticeye imagines but mostly Mark. (COMPLETED)