Imagine Being The Only One To Make Dark Genuinely Smile.
- slight cursing
- that’s all I believe, enjoy!
Dark sat on the couch, one leg over the other, and a book in both hands. He delicately turned a page, then continued to straighten his tie. Typically aware of everything that went on around him, his focus was in stead deep with in the inked words reflecting from his sharp eyes. So buried in the world of flowing letters and imagination, he didn’t notice a pair of eyes watching him from the kitchen. Wilford Warfstache crinkled his nose, with squinted eyes and huffed.
“Look at him. He’s always so grouchy looking. Even when doing something as simple as reading.”, he criticized the darker ego.
Bing closed the fridge behind him, walking over and opening a can of soda.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen him smile dude. So not cool.”, he took a swing.
“It ain’t good bruh, causes total stress!”, Bing said putting the drink down and pointing at Wilford.
Wilford sat against the island, twisting and twirling the ends of his mustache in thought. He was trying to think of ways to get the dangerous entity to smile. Partially because he had never seen him do so, mostly just smirks or dark grins. Honestly though, Wilford mostly just wanted to mess with him. While it would be interesting to see Dark’s lips turn up in a non menacing way, he also really liked to annoy him. Hmm, but how would he go about this without getting his head severed? A loud belch beside him made him grimace, and Wilford turned to see Bing.
“That was like…a ten bruh.”, Bing smiled, waving a hang lose sign.
Wilford smirked an idea coming to mind.
“Heya Bing~”, Warfstache slurred, turning in his seat.
Bing finished taking another sip of his drink, completely dense of the other ego’s underlining tone. “Suh dude?!”
“You like challenges right?”
“Ah dude! I freakin love challenges! Bottle flip challenge, maniquin challenge, don’t laugh challenge, food challenges-”
“Alright, alright I get it!”, Wilford cut him off, a bit annoyed with Bing. “How about this~”
Bing watched with interest as Wilford stood up, walking over and wiggling his finger before pointing into his chest. “How about a challenge to see who can get darky over there to crack a smile? A genuine one~!”
Bing thought for a second, his brows furrowing,“ Mmmm, I don’t know bout that bruh…”
A lot of things may have gone over the AI’s head, but even he was smart enough to know that Dark was a force to be reckoned with. He had lived with Google for a while before moving in with you, Wilford, and Dark. And even though him and Google may have not gotten along exactly, even his former roommate warned him of the dark entity sitting in the living room.
“Oh what’s the worry~?”, Wilford slurred, turning and wrapping an arm around the others shoulders.
“Too scared to take up a challenge Bing?”, Wilford grinned glancing up from under his lashes.
“What?! No way bruh!! Challenges are like, my thing!!”, Bing snapped stepping away offended.
“Great!”, Wilford clapped,“ Then you’ll have no problem with going first!”
Bing didn’t have a moment to protest as Wilford shoved him forward to the kitchen entrance harshly. He glanced back at Wilford, who smiled and waved. Bing considered backing out, but his boldness stopped him. There was no way he’d back out of a challenge! He was Bing, and he was going to show that suspender wearing ego and every other ego that he was totally cool and could do anything.
Wilford watched with an amused smile as Bing made his way into the leaving room, skateboard by his side and striding up to Dark. Before he could see Bing utter a word to the other, his attention was drawn away when you had come into the house.
“Hey, what’s up?”, you greeted with a soft smile, laying down your bag on the counter.
You knew something was up as soon as you walked in and saw the shit eating grin on Wilford’s face. The two of you along with Dark had been living together for a long while now, and had become quite familiar with each other’s habits. You especially knew when Wilford was up to something, and it didn’t usually end well.
“Trying to get darkness over there to give us a good ol smile~”, he replied scooting next to you.
Looking over into the living room, you saw Bing, your newest roommate, speaking to Dark. You couldn’t hear what he was saying, but what ever it was it had made the dark entity mad. Dark had stood up abruptly and grabbed hold of Bings shirt, catching the other completely off guard. You couldn’t hear what Dark was saying in this moment either, but what ever it was it made Bing look like he was about to piss himself. Letting go of the terrified ego, Dark sat back down and continued to read, as though nothing had happened, and Bing shakily made his way back over to you and Wilford.
“What’d he say to you?”, you asked concerned for your newest roommate.
Bing’s voice slightly trembled as he looked up at you,“I’d rather not r-repeat it.”
You frowned and glanced over at Wilford as he chuckled amused,“And what’d you say to make him want to cut your throat? I’ve never seen him get mad that quickly.”
Bing glanced at you and quickly looked away when you made eye contact,“ I-I’d rather not repeat that either bruh, for like…the safety of my life and stuff ya know?!”
Wilford smirked and brushed his mustache,“ I suppose I win then~!”
“What?! Not uh!!”, Bing snapped back to his usual self.
“What do you mean ‘not uh’? Of course I did! You lost, your disqualified, there for I win!”
“Mmmm actually~”, you cooed beside them.
Both boys turned towards you, seeing the delicate smirk upon your face. “You don’t win Wilford. There’s still one person other then you who hasn’t tried.”
“Oh, and who would that be doll~?”, he slurred with a raised brow, leaning on his elbow close to you.
“Me~”, you winked.
“…you can’t be serious.”, both ego’s said at once.
“Of course I’m serious!”, you grinned.
“Sorry to say it bruh, but Dark is colder then well…uh, cool?”, Bing tried scratching his cheek.
“I hate to agree with the five here, but he’s right (y,n). You’ll only have your feelings crushed by that manipulative ass hat.”, Wilford confirmed, twirling the ends of his stache.
You scoffed,“If I make him smile, you both owe me ice cream.”
“Fine, but it’s your death bed.”, Wilford said raising his hands.
“Good luck, bruh! You’ll need it.”, Bing wished you off as you strode confidentially into the living room.
Dark sighed softly, leaving a bookmark in the second to last chapter of his book before closing it. Cracking his neck, he felt satisfied at the sounds of popping joints.
Said man looked up, his eyes narrowed expecting to see Wilford, but slightly calmed when he saw it was you.
“Yes? What is it?”, he asked coldly.
You smiled and sat down beside him.
“What? I can’t just hang out with my roommate?”
Dark narrowed his eyes skeptically,“ I know you (y,n). Now what do you want?”
You sighed, giving up your facade and sprawling down over his lap. You felt him stiffen some, but he didn’t make any notion of pushing you off.
“Okay, so maybe I do want something.”
“And what would that be?”, he asked with his usual, unamused expression.
“Well um…”, your eyes flicked around the ceiling, refusing to look at his face.
Dark watched you with a blank stare, his body relaxing some and becoming used to the warmth that you provided. Biting the bottom of your lip, you finally looked up at him. He raised a brow wondering what was bothering you so much to make you fidgety. Waving your hand down, you motioned for him to come closer. Again he raised his brow, but leaned in none the less. Lifting up a little, you cupped your hands by your mouth and whispered into his ear.
Meanwhile, Wilford and Bing sat on the edge of their seats in the kitchen, trying their hardest to hear what was being said. They were honestly shocked that Dark had even let you lay on him like that. To say the least, both boys were pouting slightly because of it.
Finishing what you had to say, you leaned your head back down in Dark’s lap, looking up at him with a tiny smile. Dark was still leaned forward, processing what you had just told him. Glancing down at you, his dark eyes met your (e,c) ones, and in that moment, he lost it. He threw his head back and a noise strange to the ears of the other two ego’s filled the house.
Not that sadistic, physcotic cackle that had been deemed his only form of showing any hint of closeness to feeling joy. No, he was laughing purely. It was deep and wholesome, completely foreign to Wilford Warfstache and Bing. Their mouths hung open, eyes wide as Dark’s laugh calmed and he wiped away a stray tear. You smiled below him, teeth showing and eyes crinkled at the edges.
“Well?”, you giggled.
Dark breathed in a soft laugh,“You’re utterly redicioulus, that’s all I have to say.”
“But you laughed~”, you pointed out endearingly.
Dark chuckled shaking his head slightly and…was that…a smile? Indeed it was. A genuine, heart felt smile spread across Darkiplier himself.
(A/N: what is this?! A darkiplier imagine?! Why yes, I do think its is! -3-/ )