Fixing Me ~ Markiplier x Reader

I Dare You

Toothless is adorable :3
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7:58am, i stand up from the couch and turn the tv off, heading to my room. Just as i start running the shower, my phone begins to ring. I grab it off my bed, seeing it is Mark.
"Heyy?" I laugh a bit.
"Heyy, how are you?" He chuckles
"Was about to shower, yourself?"
"Oooh fun," he stops "can i join?"
"Oh shut up, you doof."
Soon enough, he states that he is coming to pick me up later and we are staying at his with Jack, i sigh, knowing he will win.
"Okay. Be here around 4 or 5ish" i roll my eyes and hang up. "Idiot."

"Believe me when i say... You're perfect."
And as much as I wanted to kiss him, i didn't. And he didn't kiss me. I just smiled and told him... everything. About my past, my suicide attempts, my self harm, my restricted eating, and so on. I poured my heart out to him, and he sat there and listened to me. Not trying to 'fix' the problem or 'fix' me, he just listened. I even told him the whole story in detail about how Jack and I had met- at the hospital and he was late seeing him because of me. Everything just poured out and he took it in and helped me. He truly did, he stayed late that night, helping me drift of to sleep, right by my side in my bed. And maybe i will regret it but maybe i won't. Who knows. But least he knows about... Me.

"Y/nnnn!" Mark calls, walking into the house "get yo ass out here!"
I laugh, and walk out to him, smiling. In a tank top band shirt, black skinny non ripped jeans, and another leather jacket, but more a punkish one. My hair out, fringe down, my black rip-off of converses on, with my bracelets under my sleeves.
"Let's go." I laugh, grabbing his hand and leading him outside, he shuts the door and i check for keys in my pocket with my other hand.
"You are so weird." He chuckles.
"Thankyouu!" I hold my hand to my chest as we let go and he goes to the other side of the car.

-TimeSkip-
"Jack, you are a dick." I mutter under my breath, and him and Mark laugh.
"You and dicks Y/n."
I roll my eyes at Jack's smartass comment.

"I don't back down from dares, where is the ice?!" I laugh, as Jack seems shocked.
They both describe where it is in the fridge.
"Be back soon!" I walk out to it, looking for it.
Just then my phone rings in my pocket, i grab it from my back pocket- B/n.
"Ello?" I ask, holding it to my ear with one hand and looking for the ice with my other.
"Heyy, where are you?"
"Looking for ice in a fridge, at Marks." I say, finally finding it.
"Oh, fun. Listen, i know we haven't talked or hung out since i said sorry..."
I roll my eyes a bit, grabbing some ice cubes and shutting the fridge.
"Yeah-yeah. It is fine."
No shit Shirlock.
"It isn't, i still shouldn't o-"
"Just shut up. Fucking hella." I sigh "you can call Jack, or come over. Bye."
Hanging up, i walk back in.
-Marks POV-
She makes her way to the kitchen, when Jack turns to me.
"Just ask her out." He says calmly.
"Shh!" I mutter, whispering.
He rolls his eyes "Seriously? What about, I dare you to ask her out?"
"I can't, what i--"
"No! No i can't or buts, you will ask her out. Stop being a pussy."
"Fine!" I whisper yell.
"Good!"
I hear her on the phone, knowing it is B/n, they haven't hung out for a bit or really spoke. She hangs up, i think, before walking in. Ice in hands and smiles.
"Anddddd-" she grins, pulling her tank top away a bit before dropping it down, not coming down the other side. "Refreshing."
Jack laughs, and i just smile.
She is so weirdly perfect. Just,
Perfect.

**brofists** 👊