Markiplier X Reader

Chapter 7

I finally woke up to the sound of soft humming. I slowly opened my eyes and blinked away the fuzziness. I then let a out a small yawn and sat up.

"Huh? Oh. Sorry for waking you up y/n." Mark was sitting on the ground, reading a notebook. I let another yawn.

"It's ok. Whatcha' readin?" Mark handed me the notebook.

"It's well written, a little sad though. Poor thing." I didn't know what Mark was talking about until I read the written lines.

"Oh shit. This is my song." I looked to my left and notice the red blanket.

"And that's a blanket. Thank you Mark, again."

"You do know that there is a guest bedroom for you, right?"

"Yeah, I was just tired yesterday." Mark stood up and stretched.

"Well, I'm going to make us some breakfast. After that, you up for recording my Okami?"

"Sure. Is it ok if I play my guitar?"

"Of course." With that, Mark went into the kitchen and I grabbed my guitar.

Let's see......what was the flow of the song again?..............Oh! Got it.

I adjusted my hands and began to strum, picking up where I left off at.

"I thought myself crazy, when I saw here waving. Then simply fly, my attention takin. I look down to my hands, where the letter lay. Inside I find the words to make my heart dance. It say; Isn't it great to be different? Isn't wonderful to be exactly you are? When you start learning to accept yourself, you'll find you'll shine. To this day that writing on that page, is mottled by the tears I shed. While my eyes began to open, something changed, so it rang and eyes opened to see a new I now lead."

I stopped and thought for a moment. Replaying the sounds through my head.

Now that sounds nice. It's still not finished yet. Where can I go from here though?

"Y/n, food is ready!"

"Food!" I set my guitar down and closed my notebook before joining Mark in the kitchen.

"Thank you Mark but let me cook next time."

"Ok. Oh and I like your singing." My cheeks turned pink and I looked down at my food.

"Th-thank you."

Dammit! Why am I so shy and flustered all of a sudden? Just calm down.

"So y/n, why did you decided to do music and writing?"

"Oh, because I had always enjoyed stories and the effects it had on people. Like, they let you have a breather from all of the stress and they also help you connect with others. Whenever I saw people reading or listening to a song, they almost always had a smile on their face. I wanted to make people smile like that so taht's why I do music and writing." Mark payed close attention and nodded occasionally.

"Well, you're doing a great job so far."

"What do you mean?"

"Both of the stories and your song made me smile."

"Really? Yay!" Mark let out a small chuckle before going back to his food. Soon, it was all gone and Mark stood up. He grabbed both mine and his plate and took them to the sink.

"Since you cleaned them last time, allow me."

"Thank you Mark. I'll be in the living room if you need me."

"Got it." I went back to the couch and thought about how to finish the song. I had my notebook open and I kept rereading, pausing every other line to think about that story. Mark then sat next to me and looked over my should to read my song as well.

"What do you think Mark?"

"What?"

"Where should this story go?"

"You want to hear my opinion?"

"Yes I do. You do have great ideas and you are very smart."

"Thank you. Hmmmmmmm maybe the girl who gave the letter meets up this character later?" Mark said a little unsure.

"That sounds like a great idea!"

"Oh, you're just saying that."

"You're right."

"WHAT!?"

"Kidding Mark. I'm kidding. It is a great idea though. Give me a second." I thought for a moment and hummed quietly before taking a deep breathe and out before I sang.

"Home wasn't far. I ran and grabbed my old guitar, started strumming a bar. I sang her words, the verse, that lead the chourse for chorus, as her voice joined my noise."

"This cute girl with the wall-eyed stare." Mark added. His deep voice sounded wonderfully when he sang that line.

"That's good."

"Really?"

"Yeah, you should sing more."

"I'm not that good."

"You sound great to me."

"Thank you y/n." Thanks to Mark's help, I was able to finish the lyrics. All I had to do was finish the chords but that could wait. We had to record more Okami and I couldn't wait.