ONE-SHOTS (YouTubers x Reader)

Dad {Mark x Reader}

Sorry, updates are gonna take a bit longer now. Schools starting soon, although from home, and I have cross country practice.

But here's a fun fact =) An elephants brain reacts to humans the same way our brains react to dogs. Isn't that amazing! I'd love to be adopted by an elephant so then I'd be loved ;^;

(Y/n) P.O.V.

I'm not crying. Should I be crying? I think I'm sad, but... it's like nothing is being processed. Why am I here again? Why is he gone?

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"(Y/n)?" I turn around to see boyfriend, Mark. "Are you alright? You were staring at a wall." I take a glance at the wall before returning my gaze to him. "Oh. Guess I spaced out." My voice is dull. "(Y/n), I'm worried about you. And so are our friends." I give a small, tired, smile. "I'm fine. There's no need to worry." I say dismissively. He sighs and sits next to me, putting his hands on my shoulders. "Your dad died a month ago. You keep brushing it off and pretending you're fine. That isn't healthy." He scolds lightly. "Mark, I promise I'm okay. I miss him, sure, but there nothing I can do but keep going." He sighs again, and holds my hands in his. "I've been there." He whispers. "H-Huh?"

"With my dad. I tried to pretend I was okay, that I could just move on by, because it hurt less that way. You need to face those feelings, (Y/n), and accept that he's gone. You need to move through the pain, not avoid it. That's the only way you'll truly feel better." I tear up as I look into his eyes. "If I let myself break down, it all becomes real." I whisper, my voice cracked and weak. There was no other sound in the house that it made the world feel empty. It's like that one moment of a movie with no music in the background.

Mark cups my face in his hands. "No matter how much you don't want it to be, it already is. But you can get through this. Just one step at a time. It hurts. It hurts like hell. But I'll be right here to help you." I don't say anything as I start to break apart. Small sounds of anguish leave my lips, and tears flow fast. "He did deserve to go! Why did he have to go!" I cry out. Mark holds me close, my head buried in his chest. "It's not fair!"

"Shh, I know, I know. It's never fair. It never makes sense. But I'm right here. We're all gonna be right here. You are so strong, you can get through this. I know it hurts, it'll always hurt. But one day you'll find it has dulled, that it's a little better, that you really are okay." He comforts. I lean back just enough to look him in the eyes. "He'll never get to meet her." I whisper. His own eyes are a bit watery. "I know, I'm so sorry." He kisses the top of my head in a comforting way. It goes silent for a little while, the only sound being my sniffles, my head on his shoulder. "Can you promise that you'll always fight to be here for our baby?" Mark looks me dead in the eyes, his hands resting on my swollen belly. "I promise."