Picking Up the Pieces (Markiplier x reader)

Chapter 25

*Few days later* (ok, I'll calm down on these damn time skips. I stg they're driving me insane as well)

"Look around look around just how lucky we are to be alive right now~" Mark sang while I was doing his face paint for the party. Like always, we were falling being in time.

"Oi. Shut up before I make sure you're looking around 360 style." I threatened and he shut his mouth. I countiued to do the teeth on his while listening to the song without this man singing.

"When are you gonna put on your clothes?" Mark asked.

"After I'm done with you, and your clothes. I don't trust you with a flat iron." I repiled. "Or can I?" A knock then came for the door. Without saying anything, the person, more than likely Tasha, entered.

"Hello people. You do know we're 15 minutes late?" She asked while applying some of her purple lipstick.

"I'm pretty much aware," I repiled. "Plus, why do you worry so much? Aren't you always late?"

"Yes," She sighed. "It's a black people thing and no one in their right minds arrive at a party on time, but I actually wanna be on time for this." She continued. "Anyways, y'all ready?"

"Chill, I don't even have my clothes on."  I repiled, fixing a black line on Mark's face. Few moments later, I stepped back to admire my work, even if I just did the bottom half of his face.

"You look awesome," I said and smirked. "Damn, I never knew I had such talent."

"Maybe you should go back to school and study makeup." Mark chuckled and got off the toilet seat.

"Shut it and move it." I pushed him out of the washroom and into our room, plugging in the iron and grabbing my black and pretty big dress from the depths of my closet.

"Nice ass (Y/N)." The boy commented and I shook my waist a bit, making the both of us giggle like sixth graders. From behind me, I heard footsteps, and when I turned back; I saw Mark, trying to iron his clothes. Immediately, I dropped the black dress and went over to assist him before he burnt donw the house.

"Hey, hey, hey. I could do this." He said and pushed me away. (Low key did that cuz Bokuto is my lil bby owl that deserves all the good things in life) I crossed my arms over my chest and looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"So you won't burn down the house?"

"Trust me, please (Y/N)?" I rolled my eyes and picked up my dress from the ground.

"Please don't burn the house down," then and left the room. "TASHA!!" I yelled from the stairs.

"I'm in here, dumbass." (Also, Kageyama is my lil bby crow that also deserves all the good things in life) Tasha repiled from the bathroom.

"I need your help tightening the corset." I said and entered the washroom, quickly striping if my clothing once the door closed. I placed on the corset and gave the strings to Tasha.

"I don't think the corset is necessary, (Y/N)."

"But I do. Pull 'em strin-" Before I could get my sentence out, Tasha was already using half her strength to pull the strings.

"Ok," I breathed out out of exaggeration. "Maybe it is unnecessary." I said and took it off. I was too skinny to even wear it. Tossing the article of clothing aside, I took my black dress and put it on, asking Tasha to zip it on. Adjusting my boobs, my hair and the dress, I looked bad ass in the mirror.

"You look like a bad bitch if I've ever seen one." The brown eyed girl commented. I smiled and did a few touches on my face paint.

"You ready?" I nodded and she chuckled. "Maybe you're feeling yourself too much."

I grabbed my mask from the counter and put it on. Hand in hand, Tasha and I walked down the stairs, looking like the baddest bitches. We heard howls and cheers from the ones waiting downstairs.

"Oh my," Signe gasped. "You guys are killing it!"

"Damn Tasha, you look awesome!" Bob added.

"You look spoopy, (Y/N)." Marzia said. We chuckled.

"You guys don't look bad yourself." I said. "Now let's get going." We were soon off to Nogla's party. Few minutes and some next level carpool karaoke, we arrived at the house and heard loud music coming from the people infested home.

"Y'all better buckle the fuck up," Tasha said and we got out of the car. "Shit's gonna be crazy." And she was off, already inside the house before any of us. I looked back at Mark and laced my arm with him, putting on my mask and entering the house.

Everyone there had impressive costumes and some of them were already drunk. I said my hi's to people that passed me until me and Mark came up to the bar. I grabbed a cup and poured me some punch, that was more than likey heavily spiked with vodka. Once I sipped it, my guess was correct. Mark did the same and we moved side to side with the music, watching Signe and Tasha dance on the dance floor.

"Hey guys!!" A man with an amazing paint job came up and greeted us.

"Dathi?!" I tried to yell over the music. The person nodded and laughed. "Nice party!!"

"Thanks! Are you guys not dancing?!"

"We will later!!" I repiled and he left, giving us a thumbs up. Looking back at my boyfriend who was still dancing, I poked him, grabbed his pinky and dragged him onto the dance floor. With my amazing timing, (Enter slow song here) by (Enter artist here) started to play and the dj turned down the volume a bit so that the couples could talk to each other without yelling.

Hesitantly, I placed my hand in his and my mother hand on his shoulder. I tensed up quickly.

"Don't be scared, (Y/N)," He started. "I'm right here." With his relaxing, deep voice and his small message in mind, I relaxed myslef and danced side to side with him.

"Hey, I missed doing stuff like this." I said and he twirled me around.

"What? Dancing? We never did anything like this." The 27 year old laughed.

"No, feeling each other's happiness. It's been a long time since you've hold me like this." I said. "And I miss it a lot."

"Hey, if you want me to hold you, all you have to do is tell me." He said and smiled. "I'll be willing to do anything for you." I smiled as well, soon placing my head on his shoulders.

"Getting close, are we?" Mark questioned, and I punched him.

(AN: AHHHHHHH I HAD SO MUCH FUNNY (not really) SHIT TO SAY AND NOW I FORGOT IT FFSSSSS-

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Thanks for reading,

And I'll see you,

In the next chapter.

BUH-BYE!!!

-Tasha.)

(Edit: woah. Sorry that I'm lacking in quality of chapters. School is being a real bitch right now and I continued do anything. Whoops.)