After he supposedly found what he was looking for (he still refused to tell me). After he began editing I sat in the living room watching the television since his was bigger than mine, heh. After about half an hour later he came into the living room and sat down beside me still drinking the alcohol but now straight from the bottle. "Whatcha watchin?" He asked, yep he was plastered. "It's Fox News..." I told him, he was sitting there chugging Vodka "do you always drink like this after filming drunk Minecraft?" I asked curiously "yep, it makes t-things more interesting" I nodded. Eventually after he downed half the bottle I told him I was ready for bed "no! You can't yet rachel! The nightsss young! Let's watch tv" I shook my head "nah, there's nothing good on anyways" I began getting up "okay..Wait! I have an i-idea, we will play a game!" He rambled on, and I wasn't that tired so I went with it "what kind of game?" He smiled "the best kind of game! Truth or dare!" I looked at him in disbelief "seriously? Are you five?" He giggled "come on it'll be fun! And I-I swear I'll ask serious questions" I laughed "ok, fine you start" but instead of going he just busted out laughing and so did I, I'm not sure what was so funny but, ehh.
We decided just to watch a little more tv, until well, this happened...
Mark eventually just turned the tv off "hey! Douche, I was watching that!" He took another sip "if you want it, then you can command get I-it" he slurred as he put the remote inside the waistband of his pants "eww man, that's just gross!" I said in disgust "you know you want it!" He began gyrating his hips towards my direction with the remote still in his pants. I rolled my eyes "fine" I said while trying to grab at it but missing it completely, "stay still!" I yelled at him as he shook his head and still wiggled around "come get it! You know you want it!" He slurred out, I decided he wasn't going to just let me have so I'd have to use force, so I sat up and plopped down on Marks lap and yanked the remote out of his pants "I win" I smiled, he just stared up at me when finally he began moving he started rubbing his hands up and down my sides, OH MY GOD! WHATS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW?! I began breathing hard as butterflies flew around my stomach.He kept rubbing his hands up and down my sides then, he moved them to my breast, I knew I should have moved but this is what I've wanted since I met Mark so I leaned into him and placed my face into the crook in his neck and moaned he pulled my face in front of his and he kissed me, hard and passionate, I felt his tongue beg for i trance and I allowed that's when his tongue danced with mine but his mouth tasted of Vodka and that's when I remembered he was drunk, none of these was the real Mark it was drunk Mark. So I pulled away leaving a confused Mark "what's wrong?" He asked, he sounded like a child "your drunk Mark, I'm not. This isn't what you really want" I told him flatly, yes it burned inside to admit that but I had came to terms with it a long time ago. "But you drunk to..so your drunk to!" He said as he scooted closer to me "no I'm not, I drunk water with a little Vodka, I'm no where's near drunk" I explained as I pushed him away "well, come on! It's not like it's a big deal!" He said slightly pleading "yes it is Mark, it is because you'd be taking my virginity" I explained again this time embarrassed, I could feel my face heat up "your a virgin?" I nodded as I avoided eye contact but then the unexpected happened, he reached for my face and turned it to face him "you shouldn't be ashamed, you saving yourself is a great thing, it's a gift and whoever you give that gift to is a lucky guy, and he'd better appreciate it too or else I'll deal with him" woah, Mark sounded like himself and not drunk "are you waiting for marriage?" He asked I shook my head "then for who? Or when?" He began slurring again "for..." I paused debating wether I should or not "you can tell me it's not like imma make fun of ya!" I knew he wouldn't but I still didn't know if I wanted to say anything "if you tell me who, I'll tell you who I lost mine to" he said giggling. I was intrigued so I gave in "okay, you first!" I said he smiled and took his glasses off "Karen" I was wide eyed! I knew they were close but oh god! And probably in this house! Ahh! "Your turn Rachel" I took a breathe it's now or never "you" was all I had to say.
He smiled and pulled me on top of him, I didn't fight it anymore this is what I've always wanted. I just sat on top of him kissing and grinding on him when I noticed something...he stopped kissing back, so I pulled back to look at him and he was passed out cold... Great. I just got up and went to his bedroom and laid down, I would have slept with him but I knew he would be snoring soon. So I just gave today up.
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FanfictionI'm Rachel, your typical 21 year old. My best friends name is Mark Fischbach or more commonly known as markiplier. My life was going great until something changes and people change, what will I do? Find out in I miss you... DISCLAIMER: I do not own...