(This is actually me. I was cosplaying as Darkiplier. There is effects added. Just wanted to say. It's trash. I know.)
I woke up to Sean next to me. We both had to share a bed since Mark only had 1 guest bedroom. it was kind of awkward at first, but I got used to it. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. "Jesus H. Christ," I muttered and swung my legs over the side of the bed. Sean stirred a bit in his sleep. I winced hoping not to wake him up. I stand up as gently as I can and tiptoe out of the room, closing the door almost silently.
I tiptoed out into the living room. I saw Mark passed out on the counter, a beer in his hand. "Huh. That's weird. He isn't supposed to drink alcohol." I say to myself. He jerks awake. His shirt is drenched in sweat, while beads of sweat speckled his forehead. His breathing quickened, but he calmed down after seeing me.
"Oh...(Y/N)...Good morning," Mark cleared his throat after his eyes darting around for a few seconds. "You alright Mark?" "Y-Yeah. I'm fine." I nodded hesitantly. "Okay...Were you drinking last night?" Mark looked away. "Yeah. I know I'm not supposed to, but I was struggling a bit last night." "Struggling? What do you mean?" Mark was hesitant to answer. "I...had trouble...sleeping," He said between pauses. 'Okay. Something's wrong,' I thought to myself. "Anyways, I'm gonna gonna make some coffee. You want some?" "No, thanks for the offer." I nodded and poured myself a cup of coffee, adding some sugar and creamer.
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His Princess~(Darkiplier x Reader)
Fanfiction(Y/N) is a single 24 year old woman who lives by herself. She has always been good friends with the one and only Markiplier. But lately, he's been...off. More aggressive. Angry. Irritable. Obsessive. Can she survive his Dark obsession? "Did you mis...
