Request: Rough Day
Request: Hi! I love your writing! I was wondering if you could do a Markiplier x reader imagine? You guys are like best friends but You and Mark had just gotten into a huge fight about him not having enough time for you anymore. You have always been super understanding of his work and all the things he does but felt like he was slipping away from you which you hated because you were secretly in love with him. And then you go back later that night and make up and it’s a lot of fluff? thanks!!
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A.N. It was crazy hard to write a fight where Mark is mad because he is such a sweetie and I didn’t even know what to have him say. Also I rewatched his draw my life and once again was a blubbering baby.
“Y/N IM HOME! YOU’VE GOT SOME ESPLAININ’ TO DO!” Mark came bursting into my apartment, making the grand entrance that he always has to make. You laughed as you ran and greeted him with a big hug. HE lifted me from the ground spinning me around in a circle before setting me back down on the ground. “God I missed you.” He said after finally letting go of the hug.
“I missed you too buddy! I’m just happy we finally get to spend time together like we used to without a million fans screaming around us.” I smiled. “So I have a bunch of videogames set up that we can play, but I’m sure you would like a break from those. I might have some board games that we can play!”
“I’m fine with Video games! I only have about an hour to spend with you though. I have to go record a few videos and then Bob, Wade and I are getting together to do a collab. Busy day!!” He said as he sat on the couch getting comfortable. I nearly dropped the big bowl of chips that I was holding as he spoke. I could feel my heart break a little when what he said sunk in. A small frown formed on my lips as I looked at him, a mix of frustration and sadness setting in.
“What’s wrong?” He stood up taking the chips from me and setting them on the table.
“Nothing. It’s- it’s nothing.” I said with a sigh before moving towards the couch and plopping down onto it.
“Y/N, I have been your friend since we wore diapers. I think I can tell when something is bothering you.” He sat down on the couch next to me, putting his hand on my knee, rubbing his thumb in a tiny circle, something he would do whenever I was in a bad mood when we were younger. This simple thing always managed to make me feel comforted and loved. Except this time it just made me mad. I moved my leg away from him and stood up.
“I haven’t seen you in over 6 months Mark. And I know you are busy, you have over 7 million fans to please, and you know I am nothing but supportive of everything you do. But damn it Mark. We go months without seeing each other and you hardly ever talk to me or stay in contact. And in the rare occasion that we do get to see each other in person it is either at a huge meet and greet where I get shoved out of the way after two seconds of seeing you or you come over and are on your phone the whole time or have to leave after one fucking hour.” I was trying my hardest to hold back the tears that were beginning to well up in my eyes.
“Y/N that’s not fair. You know I can’t help having a busy schedule. It’s my job, my career, and most importantly my passion. If I can spare an hour to see you then god damn it I’m going to see you for that hour. But if an hour is all I can give you, I need you to be okay with that. You have always been the one person who has supported me from the start, always the girl on the sidelines cheering me on and pushing me to not give up whenever I doubted myself. Was that all fake? Were you just saying you supported me to try and spare my feelings? Well you can drop the act now Y/N, because I’m a grown man and I don’t need to have things sugar coated anymore.” Mark stood up, pushing the chips off of the table sending them flying across the floor. He stood a few feet away from me as he spoke, his volume raising more towards the end.
“No that’s- I wasn’t try- UGH! Mark you are missing the point! I wasn’t faking my support and of course I wasn’t trying to spare your feelings, I have always believed in you. I love you Mark, like really, truly love you. I just feel like I’m losing you. Trust me I don’t want to lose you but I can’t keep being dragged by a string in this friendship with you. I’m always going to want to spend more time with you and see you more, but that’s just the thing Mark. I’m always going to want more than a friendship with you and I know you cant spare that time and don’t feel the same and it kills me inside.” At this point I completely gave up on holding back the tears.
“Did… did you just say that you love me?” Marks eyes changed, a new sadness coming over him. I stopped my crying as I realized what I had actually said. I couldn’t believe that I had let that slip, the one thing I had sworn I would never tell him.
“You need to leave. I can’t do this anymore, Mark.” I held the door open for him, but he didn’t move.
“Y/N…” He said, his voice full of desperation.
“Just go Mark.” He did as he was told, not taking his eyes of me, but I refused to look at him. As soon as Mark was outside he turned to try and talk more but I turned away shutting the door before he could say anything else.
I spent the remainder of the day locked away in my bedroom, crying my eyes out. I ignored every phone call from Mark, Bob, Wade and any other friend that tried to talk to me. I had never had so many emotions come crashing down on me all at once. I had accidentally told Mark that I loved him, which was something I swore to myself I would never tell anyone let alone Mark himself. I had been in love with him since we were little. We could never be separated as kids and even as teenagers we were always together. He was always there for me when I had boy problems and always made me feel important in this world, and I was always there to push him forward when he felt like giving up on everything. I was there for him when his parents got a divorce, I was the shoulder for him to cry on when he found out his dad had cancer and was right by his side at the funeral. He had helped me when I got really sick, never leaving my side until my parents kicked him out of the house so that I could go to sleep, even then he always came back first thing in the morning. We separated a little once college came around, I had been going to school for nursing and Mark had gotten deep into his engineering. We still talked on the phone at least twice a week, but once he got pretty serious with one of his girlfriends I had been cut out almost completely. When his mom kicked him out his life almost seemed to be falling apart, I hardly heard from him. The stress of schooling for me and everything else for him caused us to drift even further apart, but that drifting didn’t stop me from loving him. I remember the first time he had called me after nearly a year of not talking, was when he had been living alone in his apartment and in the middle of the night he called asking me for a ride to the hospital. I stayed with him every minute that he was in there. And after that moment we were inseparable again. He was my first love and no matter how many guys I dated I always compared them to Mark. Let’s face it; there is no human on this planet as perfect as him. All of his flaws were perfect to me. And I just kicked him out, kicked him out of my home and my life. I gave up.
The tears never stopped, until my need for sleep forced them to quit. Even then I would wake up every hour after having a dream of Mark, only to cry more. I woke up the next day at about 2 pm feeling as though I had the worst hangover on the planet but without the fun night that always comes before. I sat on my living room floor, curled in a huge blanket and drinking a warm cup of coffee. My phone buzzed once, a notification from youtube popping up. Mark had added a new video, just reading the name made your heart break a little. A Rough Day – Taking A Break.
After watching the video I let out a loud sigh that I didn’t realize I was holding in, running my hand through my hair. I needed to apologize to him, after thinking back through the history that we had together I knew that there was really no other option. No matter how busy he was I would always be the proud cheerleader on the sidelines. And I knew that he needed me in his life just as much as I needed him.
I stood from my spot, grabbing my keys and leaving my apartment immediately, not bothering to do my makeup or hair or even change out of my giant sweater and leggings. I stopped at the store grabbing two giant matching llama stuffed animals, one with a pink bow and the other with a white hat. The checkout guy gave me a strange look as I paid, and ran back out to my car. It’s a good thing I don’t care about other guys. I parked and ran up to his apartment door, staring at it as another wave of emotions crashed over me. I was nervous beyond means, what if he hated me? I took a deep breath before knocking on the door. I could faintly hear the sound of him shuffling slowly towards the door, causing me to tighten my grip on the two toys.
“Look Wade I already told you I didn’t want to talk about it anymo- Y/N?” He stood in front of me, looking almost as beat up as I did. He was wearing the same shirt from the video he posted but his red eyes and dark circles proved that he had been crying just as much as I had.
“Mark, I…” I started only to be cut off by him hugging me tightly. I dropped the two stuffed animals and wrapped my arms up around his neck, pulling him even closer to me then he already was.
“Y/N I love you, so much.” He whispered, chocking on a small sob as he repeated the five words that had a heavy weight on him. I cried into his shoulder, not wanting to let him go. After a few minutes of us just standing in his doorway hugging, I moved away from him.
“I got you these. I thought they kinda looked like us, you wear hats sometimes and I’m a girl so the pink bow is kinda like me I guess. But Mark, I am so sorry. I never meant to snap like that. I am so proud of how far you have come with youtube and I know that you being busy is such a good thing because you are busy doing the thing that you love. I never want to live a day without you as my best friend.” I said as I handed him the two stuffed animals, wiping away a tear with my sleeve. He hugged them tightly before setting them down.
“Y/N, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. You have been there for me from the start and have helped me through everything. I love you. I love you as my best friend and I love you as someone who I hope to marry someday. You are allowed to get mad, and you are always allowed to say what is on your mind. Hell since we were kids you never held back on telling me exactly what you thought. That’s one of the things that I love about you. I’m so sorry that I never made time for you because you deserve all of the time in the world. I love you, Y/N..” Mark grabbed my hands, holding them tightly as he spoke.
“I love you too.” I said. Mark put his hand up to my face, connecting his lips to mine. I had been waiting for this moment my whole life. I moved my hands up to his face, leaving them there for a moment, even after our lips disconnected. I kept my forehead placed against his, my eyes shut as a huge grin crept on my lips.
“God I have waited so long to do that.” Mark said, making me laugh and kiss him again.