Markiplier X Reader

Chapter 4

The next day, Mark and I went to Gamestop to buy a certain game. As I asked the guy at the register if they had 'Okami', Mark was browsing the isles, looking for other games to buy.

"Yes we do. We have some in the back. I'll go get one, I wont be too long." I gave a nod and waited.

"Oh my god! It's Markiplier!" I turned and saw three girls surrounding Mark. Well, more like two since the third one has some distance between them. Mark was happily talking to the two fangirls while the third one walked toward my way, looking a little sad. When she got closer, I was able to tell that was more disappointed than sad.

"Are you ok?" I asked.

I think I know what's wrong but I want to double check first.

She looked up at, clearly not knowing that I was here or that someone cared. She seemed to be about 12 or 13 years old. She had short blonde hair that was starting to become dirty-blonde and it stopped at her ear. She had a side bang that was being pushed away by her thick black rimmed glasses that looked rather nice on her. She had brown eyes that looked familiar, but I couldn't remember where. She was wearing loose blue jeans, black converse, a black T-shirt, and a blue jacket.

"Huh? Yeah. Just my friends are being......"

"Fangirls?"

"Yeah. Fangirls. I just wanted to thank him for helping me through my depression but he looks like he's busy. Besides, I didn't want to disturb him. He probably wasn't excepting fans to see him."

Bingo. I was right. I know this feeling all to well. I remember seeing Mark at Cons but not having the courage to even say 'hi'. I didn't know what to say either. I got lucky in being able to meet him though. I need to make sure that she doesn't miss her chance.

"Depression. Mark helped me too. Come on, he's not too busy to meet a cool fan like you. Besides, Mark loves and cares for his fans, all of them. He's tries to reach out to as many as he can."

"I-I just don't what to say. I don't want to bother him."

"Why do you think that you'll bug him?"

"Because people have told me that I bug them, a lot."

"You're not bugging me. Besides, you seem pretty cool." I said with a smile.

"Th-thank you." I looked over and saw the two girls leaving, not even looking or acknowledging their 'friend'. She noticed too and a frown appeared on her face and her shoulders slumped a little.

"Looks like they left you behind."

"They always do. Just like everyone." She mumbled the last part but I heard it.

Poor thing. I know what it like to be left behind. To be forgotten. To feel as though no one cares. I don't want  her to feel that way. No one should.

"Well, they aren't very good friends. True friends would care about you."

"They don't."

"They why do you hang out with them?"

"So I at least have someone."

"Oh dear. Wouldn't you rather be with someone who makes you feel as though someone cares than be with other people and feel alone?"

"Yes but who?" I thought for a moment before holding out my hand to her.

"Y/n. My name is y/n and I'll be that someone." I gave her a warm smile. She stared at me for a moment before shaking my hand.