Fixing Me ~ Markiplier x Reader

3 Words

I dont know what to write but I want too!
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Y/n POV
I take a deep breath, finally starting to feel a little better after my break down last night and here I am- standing in front of the mirror, music on and brushing my hair. Just as my phone buzzes on the counter, I leave it for a second before grabbing it, still having messages from B/n but I haven't bothered to answer her because I haven't be in the mood.
Mark uploaded?
I shrug, placing my phone down, as I hum to my music and finish brushing through my hair when my twitter goes off now. I decide to go into it, checking my home page to see stuff about... me? I go to my profile and look at some of them.
Crazy4YT- 'So cute, I still ship Mark and Y/n! ♡ Love ya queen and king!'
IdioticGirly- 'Sweet Markimoo.'
MusicXrecovery- 'Hope you and Mark will work it out, can't wait for your next video.'
I shrug it off, thinking it is nothing before deciding to make a tweet.
Y/T/N (twitter name) - 'Has anyone ever wondered why there is a fun in funeral? And cover ideas? 👊'
I tweet this random thing and question, before shutting my phone as my music continues.

Soon enough, my phone rings. Again. I decide that I should answer it now, so they will leave me alone.
"Ello?"
"Finally! Did you see Marks video?" B/n.
"Yeah, but I didn't watch it. I don't want too and don't feel the need too."
"You shou- have too!"

Eventually, she makes me and I hang up as I begin to watch it, and by the end of it, I am in tears.
"I have to see him..." I think aloud but decide it is best not too, so, I go back to putting music on when the door goes off.
I walk down and open the door, in my ripped black skinnies and a short sleeve band shirt but bracelets all over my arms again.
"M-mark?"
He smiles weakly and my heart already softens at him, as I realize what I did. A fight got to me when it didn't even matter. But before he says anything, I do. "I saw your video..." I say and smile "Do you really mean everything?"
"Of course I fucking do! I care so much about you, and I want the best for you!" He tells me and I smile again, my eyes going glassy. "And I saw your cover..."

We looked at each other, in a comfortable slience before he looks at my arms, and back up at me.
He is just worried.
I move my bracelets when he speaks "You don’t have too..."
"No, it is okay." I say and show him, exposing my scarred arms, especially my left. "Nothing new."
He softly nods before leaning in to kiss me deeply, and as we pull away, out of breath- I say it.
"I love... pizza!"
He rolls his eyes playfully at me, as the door shuts behind him as he pushes me to the wall.
"Reallyyy?"
"Mhm." I laugh, poking my tongue out "And I might order some..."
And maybe I will... hmm.
"Nothing else?"
I act as if I am thinking "Nah, not really. Why?"
He kisses me deeply and passionately before pulling away, before talking "No reason."
"Why? You love meee?" I laugh and he smiles, before grinning.
We stand there for a bit, before I take a deep breath.
...
..
.
"I love you."
It slips out, but I mean it all.
I mean those three words.
I do, I do love Mark.

Very different lol but here **brofists** 👊
Picture:
I didn't want to fall in love, not at all but at some point you smiled and holy shit I blew it.