[ON HOLD?] Bingsepticeye and Antisepticeye X Child! Reader

Chapter 13

This is before what happened last chapter. Chapter 14 will continue on with the story from last chapter.

Wilford's POV:
I see the Oh-So-Amazing Mark as soon as he slams my door open. He looks more than pissed off, glaring at me like he's silently hoping I'd just spontaneously explode.
"Aww, came to visit me, Mr. Markiplier?" I grin, wondering what he's pissed off about now. "Wilford...I'm gonna give you two seconds to tell me that you didn't threaten to kill two kids just because they bumped into you on accident." Mark says, his voice trying to keep calm and steady.
"Hmm...Y'know, I've already been shot by Shadow and scolded by everyo-" CRACK.
I feel pain blossom in my nose, warm blood instantly leaking down my nose as Mark's fist is covered in crimson.
"It's been more than two seconds." Mark mumbles. He looks at his fist and suddenly punches me across the jaw, another loud popping sound emitting.
Angrily in pain, I whip my head upwards, head butting his nose harshly as Mark's own nose begins to bleed heavier than mine. "Whoops, I didn't mean to hurt your perfect nose, Mark." I sneer and chuckle lightly at the sight of him trying to stop the bleeding as he cusses me out quietly.
"Fuckin' bastard-" Mark growls out, grabbing me and tearing from my bed onto the floor. I attempt to get up, but my bullet wound instantly begins to ache severely. Mark keeps me down and starts throwing punches left and right at my face.
I know he's using this whole kid-thing as an excuse to beat me. Mark blames bullshit on me constantly, so I guess this pushed him over the edge. I don't care, though. It's funny to instigate a fight. Even more funny is when he gets pissed off during a fight.

Sean's POV:
I stare at Bing, shocked by what he had told Mark and I.
Mark had a bad feeling in his gut and insisted we come here, right in the middle of a video, too.
As soon as we came in, Bing freaked out and tried to make us leave. Mark seemed calm and understanding, sitting Bing down with us in the living room to talk. Then he explained everything. That's when Mark snapped. He instantly became a stoic and cold statue beside me until Bing finished.
As soon as he did, Mark stood and walked away, leaving me trying to process everything.
So, that's where I am now. Bing looking worried as he says "Sean? Please answer me..."
I stand and shake my head before starting down the hallway to find Anti.
I instantly see him and Dark at the end of the hallway. Anger suddenly washes over me as I quickly start pacing towards them. "Dark? Dark, what the fuck?!"

Wilford's POV:
Mark finishes after a few minutes, his hands just as bloody as my face. My face has gone numb in some places, so that's just dandy.
"Hey, You numbed most of my face this time, Marky." I wheeze out, my mouth and jaw aching. Mark starts twitching, glaring at me silently before standing.
Just as I think he's leaving, his kicks me as hard as he can in my side. "This is the last time you fuck things up in any way, shape, or form, Wilford. I'm done with this utter bullshit." Mark barks out at me, his usual "smooth voice" now sounds more like a gravel road with glass shards of hatred in it.
He then stomps out like an annoying child. I just lay on the floor, filled with pain and numbness. God, Is it "Be a Dick to Wilford" Day? It sure as hell seems like it.

Another chapter done! If anyone has suggestions for the story, please message me and I'll respond as soon as I can! I'd like the story to be good and I think it'd be nice for a little help. Thanks!

~Puzzled Anonymous