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Can I Be Him? (Dirty Markiplier Fanfic)

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Um this is my favorite song. lol so I wrote this book because it gave me ideas. also I will improve this description once the book is completed.

#boyfriends #friends #love #markiplier #xreader

Fist Fights and Break ups

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by GirliplierMarkiplier

by GirliplierMarkiplier

Mark poked his chest back. "You have some nerve assaulting me because unlike your girlfriend ill actually hit back." Cody threw a punch. Luckily Mark has the reflexes of a cat so he dodged the blow. But Mark came back up swinging and His fist connected with Cody's jaw and he went down. Mark clambered on top of him and started punching him in the face multiple times. I got up off the couch slowly and limped over to him. "Mark stop you're gonna kill him." I leaned on him for support. His breaths came fast and labored. Cody groaned. My foot found its way to his ribs. "We're done." I said. "Can you help me grab my stuff Mark?" I asked. Mark lol forehead and went into me and Cody's room. I followed him holding myself against the wall. Mark was going through my drawers packing my things and stuff. "I'll have to just stay at a hotel for a while." I said. Mark looked at me with a 'are you serious?' face. "Are you kidding me? No way. I have a spare room you can stay in until you get a place to stay." I looked at him. "Are you sure? I mean I don't have to. I work full time so I can pay for a hotel for a while. I don't want to bother you. You have videos to record." (Did I forget to mention he was a YouTuber? Oh well.) Mark nodded. "I'm sure you can even be in some of my videos." I nodded. "Ok but you have to let me clean the house. You can't do anything. I'll cook to." I said. Mark shook his head. "No way! That's completely unfair. If you're gonna stay at my house we get equal duties and you stay there as a friend. Its my pleasure." He said. I collected my laptop, my iPad, and my MP3. I forgot I even had this. I turned it on. My favorite song came on

It's electric when my lipstick
Makes its own way right into your kiss and
It's pathetic how we both get kinda fucked up
Hanging on each other
We're ahead now
Should we slow down?
Should we slow down?

'Cause I'm getting some kind of shake without you

Uh-huh!
I think you're movin' in too close
But I think that it's my body
Wanting it the most like
Uh-huh!
I don't know what it is I feel
But I know it's my emotions going in for the kill like
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
But I know it's my emotions going in for the kill

It's electric how symmetric
We both get when you lay beside me
It's phonetic, how our mouths grip
Almost too tight, to the words we're sayin'
We're in deep now
Should we slow down?
Should we slow down?

'Cause I'm getting some kind of shake without you

(Going in for the kill)
(Going in for the kill)

It's rare when the panic in my mind feels so damn good
Wooh!

(Going in for the kill)
(Going in for the kill)

Uh-huh!

(Song- Uh-huh by Julia Michaels)

Mark turned and smiled at me. "What?" I asked defensively. He turned back around and shook his head as he continued to fold my clothes into a bag. "Alright well I think that's everything I need for now. It's pretty late Mark what are you even doing up?" I asked. "Oh you know just the normal nightmares." He shrugged. I hugged him. "That sucks." I whispered. He shrugged again. "Like I said you know me. I have one of them shits pretty much every fucking night so I mean I'm used to it." He smiled at me. I kissed his cheek and turned on my heel towards the door. I'm guessing by the absence of footsteps behind me he just stood there, dumbfounded. I laughed to myself and limped out to the car. My ribs were still throbbing and I could still taste blood in my mouth. Mark soon followed me into his car. "So uh, why'd ya kiss me?" He asked. I giggled and shrugged. "That's for me to know and you to find out." I said and winked. Which wasn't really hard to do since one of my eyes were swollen shut. He laughed and drove towards his house. I fell asleep halfway through the drive.
I woke up in the morning. My eyes were crusty and sealed shut. I rubbed the one that wasn't sealed shut. My eyes opened and I looked around. Where was I? Oh yeah I'm at Marks house. I sat up and walked into the kitchen. "Good morning Wynter." Mark said. I grunted in recognition. He laughed lightly and placed a plate of food in front of me. I looked at my plate. Eggs bacon and toast. "Mark I could kiss you right now but my lips are swollen." He chuckled and pulled up a chair next to me. He had a wet rag in his hand. I pulled my fave away quickly. "Relax hon I'm just cleaning the dry blood off your face. You look absolutely terrible." He cooed. I rolled my eye. "Thanks." I said sarcasm dripping from my words. He laughed. "Sorry but you do." I laughed "whatever I don't need to look good right now." Mark nodded and proceeded to wipe my face. I looked at his knuckles. He must've fallen asleep right as we got into bed. "Gimme that." I said snatching the rag as soon as he was done. I grabbed his hand and my breath hitched. I didn't want him to see my hesitation so I tried not to. But I totally did. I dabbed at his bruised knuckles and wiped all the blood off of his hands. "You know Wynter. You really saved me back there." He said. My face contorted with confusion. "How. I saw it as you saving me." I said. Mark laughed but not a haha you're funny laugh he was embarrassed. "If you hadn't stopped me I might have killed him. You stopped me. You pretty much saved my whole life because ha I'm to pretty to go to prison." I laughed. "Nah fam. You saved my life Mark. Thank you for that." I said. "No problem." We sat there like that, just looking at each other, for a long time before Marks lips crashed into mine.