ONE-SHOTS (YouTubers x Reader)

Attention {Darkiplier x Reader}

(Y/n) P.O.V.

"Baaaabe, come on. Please?" I slip my hands over his shoulders and move them down his chest. Dark and I had been together for a about a year now, but Dark has been very busy with his work lately. I'm not one to be needy all the time, but a little attention would be nice. "(Y/n), I'm working." He simply states, removing my arms. I decide to switch tactics, try and get him to stop thinking upstairs and start thinking downstairs. I spin his office chair around to face me. I had purposely worn...revealing...clothing for this. I lean down so he can clearly see my cleavage. "Are you sure you don't have time for me, Darky~" I purr, trying to come off as seductive as possible. He stares me down, stiffening. "I'm...very interested in your proposal. Maybe some time next week we can work out a meeting." He turns back around. "Goddammit Dark! I'm not a goddamn client." I huff. "What? You didn't find that sexy?" He says, not turning around. I can hear the smirk in his voice, which passes me off more. "Whatever." I grumble, exiting the office and making my way to our kitchen.

"Goddamn work....Goddamn iplier business....Goddamn him and his fucking sexiness.....Goddamn...ugh!" I face plant into the table. My I hear my phone ring. I huff, getting up to answer. I read the ID to be my good friend Anti, one of the septics. Dark and Anti....don't get along to sum it up. Dark hated that I was friends with Anti, but didn't try to stop me. I answer. "What's up, Anti?" I say cheerfully. "I. Wanna. Drink!!" He shouts into the phone. "So what do ya need me for?" I laugh. "I wanna drink...with friend." He adds. "You don't have any business to attend to?" I ask rhetorically, thinking about Dark. Anti hears the tone of my voice, and picks up the hint. "Dark paying attention to ye? Perfect, come drink with me!" I laugh into the phone. "Fine. Meet at the same bar?" "Sure, as long as there's alcohol I couldn't care less." "Alright, see ya soon." I hang up, and get changed. I pass Darks office on my way out of the house, and contemplate telling him I'm going out. Nah...he's too busy to listen to me...

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I walk into the bar, and am greeted with the smell of alcohol. With a small, content smile, I find Anti at the bar. "Hey, (Y/n)." His glitchy voice greets as I sit next to him. "What's up turtle?" I tease. He scowls, handing me a beer. "I regret everything." He complains. "Whatever, I'm a delight." I scoff. "So...Dark's making you jump on the walls. Again." Anti starts. I give him a side eye. "I can to drink. You came to complain." He shrugs. "He's always so invested in his revenge scheme, that is never going to work and would really just cause more problems by the way, that we haven't even had a decent conversation in weeks! Everyone else has woken up and smelled the roses. The Mark they knew isn't the Mark that's now. Why can't Dark see that too?" I question, swirling my drink. "You know what I think? It gave Dark a purpose. Like, something he was meant to do. His whole life was built around getting revenge on Mark, and he can't let it go that he will never get that." I look at Anti. "That was extremely helpful and comforting. Thank you." I smirk, knowing he hates it when I say stuff that throws off his moody edgy guy exterior. "Don't tell anyone, and we'll call it even."

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I walk into the dark house. I'm not drunk, but I have a slight buzz. I throw my shoes in different directions into the room, and abandon my purse by the door. I go into the kitchen to get a glass of water before bed. I leave the lights off, knowing my way around. I open the cabinet, reaching for a glass, when I feel arms snaked around my waist. I jump slightly. "It's just me, darling." I hear Dark whisper. I relax, and lean into his touch. His lips find their way to my neck. "You haven't been behaving. Out with that glitch bitch without telling me?" He says with a slight growl. "Angry, are we now? It's your own fault." I retort, testing his limits. His grip on my waist gets tighter, and he gets more aggressive, leaving marks on my necks. I moan a little. I feel his smirk against my skin. "Maybe you need to be taught a lesson for back talk..." He lifts me, and takes me to our room, leaving quite an impression.

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I wake up to the sunlight streaming through our window. I smile, remembering last night. I'm pressed against Dark's bare chest, his arms wrapped loosely around me. I feel him stir next to me. "Good morning, darling~" Dark greets, his voice husky with sleep. He leaves kisses from the bottom of my next to my jaw. "How'd you know I was awake?" I ask. "You breath differently." "Quite the observer." I giggle. He wraps his arms around tighter, moving his head around to kiss my lips. I turn so we're facing each other. He is smiling. "What?" I ask. "I'm thinking about how amazing you are. I've been neglectful and you're still here." He frowns now. "Dark, I love you. I know you're invested. Besides, if nothing else, last night was more then enough reason to stay." I joke. He rolls his eyes. "Aw, I made my little angsty boy mad." I tease. He kisses my lips, probably to shut me up. "I'll start giving you the attention you deserve." He promises. "Good because next time I throw myself at you and you ignore me, don't expect any later that night."