Darkiplier X Y/N Fanfiction

Red.

You had a tight black dress on, with stockings. You put some concealer over your bite marks.
You walk down the stairs, dark looks up at you.
"well hello" he mutters.
You smile at him.
Your mum walks to escort you to the dining room.
"looking beautiful as ever" she smiles proudly at you.
Your dad hugs you tight and shakes darks hand.
"hello son, how are you" he asks.
As they talk your brothers : Owen, Aaron and Andrew hug you.
You stand beside dark again.
He holds your hand, he stares at Owen for a moment before they both look away from each other in disgust.

You walk in and dark sits beside you, putting a hand on your leg again.
He looks up and around, owen and him lock eyes.
Something seemed off.
Owen looks at you and then away from you both.
He grumbles something.
Darks hand grips your thigh tighter, you jump slightly at it.
You look up at him.
He looks down at you, he didn't look happy.
You rub his hand.

"so y/n, how did you guys meet?" your dad asks.
Darks grip tightens again in worry.
"remember that time a while back we had that really bad storm and I got lost?"
"ah yes" your dad says.
"well he helped and we have been speaking ever since" you say smiling up at him.
Dark smiles back.
"what do you work as?"
"wait a minute I haven't caught your name yet"
"Mark" he says, you realised dark sounded odd to humans but Mark sounded close to it.
"lovely to meet you Mark" your parents smile.
"I am a business man, I trade all sorts of things" he says.
"ooo, splendid" your mother says pleased.
You all eat, owen and dark kept exchanging looks.

After you had done eating Owen asks to show you something.
Dark holds your hand as you get up, letting it go and slip away.
"come on y/n" Owen smiles.
"So slow" he says.
"I'm not slow" you grumble.

He opens the door to your room.
"This is my room th-?"
He slams the door.
"How do you know that guy?" he asks angrily.
"I already told you"
"I know you didnt meet that way, so tell me how you met" he says.
He smells the air.
"i swear" he says, smelling the air again.
Then he smells your neck.
He turns and grabs a wipe and wipes your neck before you can tell him not to.
"he did"
"that's why..."
"owen? You are scaring me" you say backing up.
"when Did he do that?"
"I walked into a doorway..." you lie.
"obviously not I can see a very big bite mark, and it's too deep to be just a bruise"
The door opens, you cover your neck but it was just dark.
"hello Owen"
"hello dark" he growls.
You look up at the two of them in worry.
"trade? You can sure call it that" he hisses.
"It's none of your business what I do" Dark hisses back.
You stand in between them both, being crushed slowly as they lean closer together.
"y/n we should leave"
"No" you protest.
You move from in-between them both.
"you haven't even-"
They both look at you and both of their eyes from starting to go red.