Mark's POV
I tried to get there as soon as I could. When I arrived, Jett and y/n where sitting on the curb. Y/n was... Crying? I park next to them.
"What happened?!" I ask, getting out of my car.
"Im dirty and rotten!" Y/n cries.
"Aw. Honey, no you aren't!" I tell her. She looks at me.
"Then why did everyone say that?" She asks."Im going to go have a word with those people..." Jett says, walking to the house, pushing up his sleeves.
"What is he going to do to them?" I ask. Y/n smiles.
"Whatever it takes." She says.
"To what?" I ask.
"Whatever it takes to get them to believe what he wants." She tells me."Here. Get in the car. We will wait for Jett." I say.
A few minutes later, Jett walks outside, pushing his sleeves back down.
"How did it go?" y/n asks as Jett climbs in the car.
"Lets just say, dont expect them to pick on you anymore." Jett tells her.
"Thanks..." y/n says, leaning her head on his shoulder. He smiles and becomes bright red. Soon, y/n falls asleep in the car and me and Jett are the only ones awake."So... Do you have a crush on my daughter?" I ask, smiling.
"Um... What? Mr. Fischbach, you must be mistaken." Jett says, blushing even more red.
"C'mon Jett. I swear I wont tell." I say, trying to get him to crack. He sighs.
"Dont kill me Mr. Fischbach but yes." Jett tells me. I smile.
"Great. Remember, y/n is very sensitive. Shes gets hurt easily. Just... Be careful with her." I tell him. I just dont want her going through a major heart break at age 14."I know, Mr. Fischbach." He says.
"You can just call me Mark." I say.
"Ok, Mark." Jett says, playing with y/n's hair.
"Isnt she just perfect..." I say. Jett nods.
"Im so glad we met." Jett says, I guess half day dreaming. He was slightly blushing as he messed with y/n's hair that was in a messy bun."When we get home, you can call your mom." I suggest. Jett nods.
Once we get home Jett whispers stuff in y/n ear. She wakes up.
"Woah you guys place is super cool." Jett says.
"Thanks." y/n says.Your POV
In the car, I did hear their conversation. Yes! Jett likes me!
"So what are we gonna do until Jett's mom comes?" I ask.
"You guys just watch TV or something." Mark says. Me and Jett sit on the couch.
"Im going to go edit." Mark says."No funny business!" Mark jokes. I roll my eyes. I turn on TruTV. My favorite show, The Cabanaro Effect, was on.
He turned a baby rat into a giant ugly rat.
"Sorry about bailing tonight." I say.
"Its fine. I would've left too. If I was in your shoes." Jett says. Something about him... Made me feel comfortable around him...The door bell rang a few minutes later. Mark answers it.
"Hi Mrs. Ryker. Jett! Your mom is here!" Mark yells to us. Jett and me stand up and walk to the door."Bye y/n." Jett says as he pecks my cheek. I smile.
"Bye. Ill call you." I say to him.
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Adopted By Markiplier {COMPLETED}
FanfictionBoth your parents died when you were three in a car crash. You made friends in the local orphanage and every Sunday is Adoption Day where parents interview you and could adopt you. You think you will never get adopted. On the other hand, The YouTube...