Man Down (Markiplier x reader)

Chapter 27

The next day, I was having some difficulty completing my work. My hangover wasn't crazy, but it was intense to the point where I couldn't focus at work. When I first sat on my leather chair, it felt like my head wasn't even attached to my body. I couldn't even type on my keyboard properly. And to top these things all off, Sooyoung stayed home today because she said she wasn't feeling well. Makes sense - we both handle alcohol differently. But now I was stuck here for the next twelve hours as I promised Sean I would be here. (Note: Sean is at home.)

I got up from my seat, walking down to the Middle wing's cafeteria. Since it was morning, a few people were sitting down at the circular tables, eating this morning's breakfast. It's not because I'm biased, but hands down, the Middle wing has the best breakfast in the entire building. Breakfast aside, I walked up to the counter where a lovely middle-aged woman stood in an apron and a hairnet. She smiled at me warmly when she saw me walk up towards her. 

"Good morning Mark," The woman sang in a soft tone. She was loved by everyone in this wing because she had a loving mother aroura with her. It was comforting, especially in the morning. "You're finally buying breakfast here again? You know it's not that expensive."

"No not today." I laughed as she shrugged her shoulders towards me, pouting like a child. "I'm just here to grab some aspirin." The mother-like woman clicked her tongue, reaching downwards to the medical cabinet that was right under the cash register. 

"Uh-huh. Spending your money on chicken and beer instead of the nutritious breakfast that's here." She silently judged me with her brown eyes, sliding the small packet across the table, a plastic water bottle in her other hand. Shocked at how she knew, I grabbed the packet and water, raising my eyebrow at her. "I know everything, sugar. You can't keep anything from me."

"Oh yeah?" I said, leaning over to the side to grab a raisin muffin from the basket. "Did you know I was about to buy this muffin?" I placed two dollars on the counter for the muffin, turning around as the woman who was caught off guard chuckled. I went back to my office, taking the pill and drinking the water on the elevator, eating the muffin right after. I immediately started to feel much better just because of that small interaction I had, seeing how today might be better than I thought.

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"Shit..." I mumbled under my breath, 10 hours into my shift. I held my big head in my pale hands, frustrated as my computer decided not to open my very important saved work. By the warning, it was giving me, the file corrupted, which made no sense. At the same time, the sixth pile of work was placed right outside my door with a knock. My headache came back soon after, and the stress was simply unbearable. I was ready to call it quits but as soon as I tried to do one thing, another thing pops up like:

"Mark, did you photocopy that examplar I gave you this morning?" I looked up from my hands to see Ken standing right outside my glass door, a folder filled with paper in his hands.

"What? You're speaking gibberish, Ken."

"The examplar? Needed for tomorrow's workshop? The blue paper I handed to you this morning?" The boy adjusted his glasses, making sure he had all his papers in order. When looking down, he spotted said blue paper in the pile of other papers that were near my door. Ken sighed, picking up the paper. Only if Sooyoung was here...

"I'm sorry, I'll do it now.." Ken huffed, then left. At least that was one more thing that I didn't have to worry about.

I leaned back into my chair, shivering because it was suddenly cold. If I worked any longer, my whole head of hair would turn grey. It was simply too much work, and even if Ms. Kim was here to help me, it would still be stressful the way it is. Because of this, I decided that I was done for the day. My brain has been worked to its max anyway, so it's only right to pack up everything for now and continue tomorrow. I pulled out my phone to see if any all you can eat restaurants were still open, but it seemed like all of them near my area has closed for the night. Now I was stressed and hungry-

(Y/N), 8:37 P.M.

To say "where are you now" in Korean is "너 지금 어디야", right?

I didn't hesitate to dial the woman's number, already thinking about her naked body in arms. I couldn't help it. I was at my limit. I couldn't hide the fact of how much I wanted to drill into her beautiful body now. I was filled with pressure and anxiety, I could just scream out how badly I wanted her to do deep throat my dick. I wanted to fuck (Y/N) so badly, there was simply no way to sugar coat it.

"Yo," I spoke in a lower tone, spinning around in my chair as my imagination didn't hesitate on going wild. "I'm coming to pick you up. I'm feeling some type of way..." I mumbled, hanging up and giving her no chance to reply. I quickly organized my room, bringing the stacks of paper inside and collecting my belongings, leaving the office shortly after. On my way out, I told Rose I was done for the night. She was about to say something, but I rushed through the glass door, got into my car, and sped down to (Y/N)'s restaurant.

When I arrived, she was waiting outside, the restaurant doors locked and lights off. She was on her phone, backpack hung over one of her arms while her (H/C) hair slightly covered her face. At that moment, she was the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I honked at her, she looked up and jogged towards the passenger's side of the car.

"Hey, Mark. Are you-" As soon as she placed her bag in the back, I wasted no time pouncing on her, instantly kissing her bright pink lips. My hands travelled up her button-up shirt, basically ripping the shirt to reveal her chest. (Y/N) used all her might to push me off of her, shocked by my sudden actions. "Jesus Christ, what has gotten into you?"

"I'm horny, duh," I said and continued with what I was doing. She pushed me off again once I slipped my hands underneath her bra, slowly massaging her big breast which made her moan. "Ah fuck (Y/N), you look so good..." I mumbled, kissing her neck. My right hand fell downwards to her pants, unbuttoning her black jeans as my lips returned to hers. Hands down, kissing this girl was probably one of the hottest things in the world.

"Huh? Don't even ask me about my day? Just go straight into fucking?" I hummed in response. "Then I won't ask you about your day. Instead, how's my mother-in-law doing?" I looked up at her, very confused about what she was on. Mother-in-law? "In-law"? Right before sex? What is she talking about?

"Excuse me?" I furrowed my eyebrows, and she just looked out the window nonchalantly. 

"My mother-in-law. Did she eat dinner already?" Is she talking about my mom? I pulled away from her body as the mood turned awkward and strange all of a sudden. But it was only for a moment as my body said 'I need to fuck her, now'.

"Yeah, can we talk about this later? I'm still horny." (Y/N) just shrugged her shoulders, placing her hands on either side of my face and pulling me in for a hot, passionate kiss. I bit her bottom lip, and she parted her teeth, allowing my tongue to mingle with hers. My hands continued their movements all over her slim body, and our sex was very refreshing.

(In all honesty, the hardest part of writing this book is writing from Mark's point of view. As you all know, I'm a  w o m a n, and frankly, I don't know the thought process of boys. Like what the hell do they think about? It's pretty easy for girls - our highest worry is staining our pants on the first day of our periods, but what do boys worry about? You'd think I'd have the answer for this because I have brothers, but nope!)