You Saved My Soul- Markiplier x Suicidal Reader

Chapter 5

Mark's POV

I woke up to sunlight pouring in through my crimson curtains. My arms were still wrapped around Y/N, my wrists resting on her hips. Her hair was spread out over the pillow, and a small dried string on drool hung on her cheek. Some people might have found this weird, but I found it absolutely adorable. I heard my bedside table buzz, and I reached over to grab my phone. It was a Facebook message. It was from someone I didn't know, probably a fan. I typed a quick response, and was shortly bombarded with messages saying things like, "OMG I CANT BELIEVE YOU MESSAGED ME BACK!! IM SO HAPPY I COULD DIE ASKJIBDJBDJBFJSBFKS" I smiled at their response, happy that I could make someone else's life just a little bit better. I realized that that the time said, "12:23". Y/N still needed to be examined at a hospital. I poked her cheek gently, whispering, "Hey love.. You gotta get up..." She only groaned, and moved the pillow over her head, curving it to cover her entire face. I chuckled. "God she's adorable." I thought, blushing slightly. Y/N eventually removed the pillow from her face, and got up to change. She wore a beige jumper over a white shirt, black jeans, and blue converse. I changed into a plain black shirt, blue jeans, and my lucky flannel along with my red vans.

-timeskip to when they arrive at the hospital cuz I'm lazy-

Your POV

We arrived at the hospital, Mark holding the door open for me. We checked in with the receptionist, and after a few tests, the doctors announced that everything seemed to be ok. We walked back to the car, our fingers brushing together slightly as we walked. Our fingertips touched and I looked away, my cheeks heated up. Mark copied my actions, and suddenly became very interested in the asphalt we walked on. I giggled, my cheeks dusted with a light pink. Mark opened the door for me before walking over to the other side and getting into the car. I snuggled into the stiff seat, falling asleep to the deep humming of the car's engine. I woke up to rain on the pouring onto the windshield, rubbing my eyes with the sides of my fingers. We rushed inside, Mark dragging me by my hand into the warmth of his living room. I grabbed my sides with my hands, but pulled them away since they were damp from the falling rain. Mark smirked and ran a hand through his red hair, giggling at me. "God he's so cute when he laughs." I thought to myself. Mark slowly walked towards me and placed a hand on my hip. He leaned in towards me and just as our lips were about to connect, he dug his hand into my side, tickling me. I giggled, and he did the same, and our small giggled quickly turned into guffawing. "MERK! STAPH! IM GONNA DIE!" I yelled, not caring if his neighbors heard me. "TOO BAD! I WILL TICKLE MY PRINCESS!!" He yelled back at me, nearly shattering my eardrums in the process. Mark stopped, and kissed my forehead, going to make some lunch. I quickly went up to the bathroom, having to pee quite badly. After I was done, I washed my hands in the lukewarm water and walked out, admiring the pictures that hung on the wall in the hallway. I scanned each other, admiring Marks handsome looks. "Hey Y/N? Where are you?" Mark shouted from the kitchen. "IM UP HEERE!" I yelled back. (Not sorry at all. But poor Michael.. 😭) I walked down to the kitchen, looking at the plates of (favorite food) that Mark had laid out for us. After we ate, me and Mark cuddled on the couch, cuddling each other on the couch. We watched (favorite movie) and played (favorite games) all day long. After a long, relaxing day, me and Mark went to bed, his arms wrapping protectively around my waist.

I woke up to sunlight on my face, blinding me in the process. A strange feeling made it's way into my abdomen, and I rushed to the bathroom, last night's meal deciding to take a visit in the toilet. Mark was concerned that the doctors had missed something at the checkup, so he rushed me over to the hospital for the second time. We arrived at the hospital, and Mark held the door open for me like a gentleman. He held my hand, squeezing it gently in reassurance that everything was going to be fine. He checked me in, and we were called in by a nurse shortly after. She led us to a white room with a couple stiff chairs, an uncomfy bed, and a large TV mounted onto a wall. I sat down in the stiff bed that was in front of me. The nurse put a cold gel on my surface and used a wand thingy (I have no idea what it's called) to spread the get around on my abdomen. After a few minutes of her looking she said, "Congratulations!" Me and Mark exchanged puzzled looks when she announced, "You're having a baby!"
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Dun dun dun!