Crankiplier smuts/one shots/requests??

fight

I'm sorry for the republish but I learned a new perspective today and would like to change what I wrote. And since this plant is hella powerful I can do that! This was a sort of request I got a little while ago and I wanted to make it happen to the best of my ability with a few compromises. This is a continuation of the second smut shot from this lil story. Enjoy babes!

Mark eventually left to edit the cards against humanity video. I got up too, needing to get dressed. I don't want anyone really knowing what's going on between us.. I don't even know what's going on between us. I got clothes on and left the house I didn't know what else to do. I went to the bookstore down the road. I've never been inside but no time like the present, it would be the perfect way to waste some time.

I opened the door and a cute bell along with the warm smell of books. I sighed and smiled. I walked down the long aisles and felt my troubles fade away. Someone touched my shoulder.

"Ethan?" I turned around and was greeted by someone I used to go to high school with.

"Oh hey Rylan. How's it-"

"You are a screamer." He said, "I was watching you."

"I'm- I'm what?"

"No, no it's great. I love that." Rylan shut the door behind him and each step he took forward I took back,

"What are you doing?"

"You'll find out shortly."

He laughed. I stumbled a bit and he pushed me, I landed on the hard floor. The wind was knocked out of me. As I tried to breathe but then I felt his entire weight on top of me. I immediately placed my legs at his stomach and shoved him off of me. I ran out of the store and down the street. I watched behind me and when I saw no one I ran into Mark on the way through the door. I struggled to get passed him and inside. He quickly followed me, I locked the door.

"Whoa, whoa whoa! Slow your roll there." Mark's childish demeanor faded when he saw how shaky I was. "Are you okay?"

"I was.. There was.. don't.." I couldn't comprehend what happened to me. Rylan was a stranger.. how could he do this?

I heard a knock at the door and jumped. Mark answered the door, I had no words to stop him. When he saw Mark and I. I felt the blood drain from my face, looking away I decided to step into the kitchen. In here I waited for someone to walk through the doorway. The anticipation was enough to make someone crazy.

Mark

I stared at Ethan. He never looked up or around. He left the room without another word, once he was out of sight, I glanced at the guy at the door, he smiled to me and tried to step through the door. I stopped him.

"Who are you?"

"No one to you."

"Why are you here."

"Ethan just misunderstood my intentions. I say weird things and people don't like it. Nothing bad." He tried to move again and I stopped him once more.

"Ethan looked scared. He couldn't even speak to me. Then you come flying through here and he can't even stand to be in the same fucking room. So let's try that again. What happened here?"

"Look, Ethan came onto me and I rejected him. That's all! I just want to clear things up." He looked passed me, "I think he owes me an apology. He was kinda aggressive about it."

"Look me in the eyes and say that."

"I'm telling the truth!"

"Then why don't I believe you?" He shrugged,

"Look, Mark this really isn't my problem. I don't care if you believe me. That's what happened. Excuse me."

"How the fuck do you know my name?! Who are you? Better yet! get out of my house." I tried to slam the door and he shoved me down, slamming the door against the wall.

"I'm not going anywhere."

I quickly got to my feet and cut him off again.

"Over my dead body."

I was so furious I swung at him hard. Punching him dead in the face. He stumbled back and returned the punch, I felt warm blood drop from my nose. Somehow this only fueled how angry I was. Punching, kicking, biting. It was one of the worst fights I had taken part in.  I was done beating him. I 'escorted' whoever this guy was, the fuck out of his house.

Ethan

I guess it's a good time to step back inside.. I put my phone in my pocket and headed into the house. Turning the corner I called out for Mark, no response.

"Hello?"

"I'm here.."

I went into the living room.

"Mark what the hell are you doing-"Ethan jumped at the sight of blood drops on the floor and in Mark's hand. "What the fuck?!" The glass table was shattered, there were tears in the couch, blood on the walls and the door was off the hinges.

"I need a tissue.."

Ethan paused. Looking at his surroundings, the living room was a reck. Maybe he shouldn't have stepped outside. Something horrible happened.

"Come with me to the bathroom.. you're getting blood everywhere.."

"S'okay. This happens more than I'd like to admit." Mark followed me to the bathroom, "the nose bleeds, not fighting crazy stalkers." I flinched a little bit and I cleaned up his face, he had a bust on his nose bridge.

"What happened out there?! You know fighting someone isn't the best way to solve your problems! Fighting for no reason is...."

Mark

Ethan babbled on about how irresponsible it was to get into a fight, asked how I was gonna explain this to anyone, overall just being a worried friend. He patted my face with a warm wet towel, removing all the old blood. I smiled at him, once my nose was patched together in a clumsy way I kissed him. He really needed to stop talking so much.

"I did it because he deserved it and you deserved better."

"His name is Ryland.. he.. made a pass at me.. I rejected him.. and he just tried anyway. I shoved in off me and.. I ran."

"He will never hurt you again. Mark my words."

There was silence in that bathroom. Like no one knew what to say. Once his face was dry. Suddenly Ethan spoke.

"So.. you fought for me?"

"I wouldn't say just you.."

"You totally fought for me."

Mark rolled his eyes and couldn't help but chuckle a bit.