I'm just undertale trash who likes to write.
Professional (Dan X Phil)Dan is sick.Professional (Dan X Phil) by charabae
Nothing major, just a small flu.
He didn't think he needed to go to the hospital, but his friends insisted.
So he went, he still didn't want to, but he went.
Day 2 of being in the hospital.
Dan awoke to a knock at his door. Blinking to clear his eyes, he called to the stranger. A nurse in light blue scrubs walked in, he had eyes to match. Dan couldn't stop staring, until he realized that he was probably being rude. He cleared his throat and coughed awkwardly, to which the pretty nurse took as an actual cough.
"Do you want me to get anything for that cough?" the man asked.
Dan's eyes widened, he hadn't planned for this.
"Erm, no no I'm fine!'' he laughed, rubbing his arm.
The man just stared then nodded with a hum. He sat down in the squeaky rolling stool and pulled himself to the computer to check Dan's vitals.
"How are we feeling today Mr. Howell?"
"I-I'm okay, just a little stuffy still. I didn't sleep well last night so I'm a bit tired."
The nurse nodded and typed som
Sunglasses (DanXPhil)December 24th, 2016.Sunglasses (DanXPhil) by charabae
Dan walked into the small retail store where he worked, a large coffee cup in his hand. It was going to be a long day, the holidays were always busy. Not that he minded, he liked to see all the different stories that came with people and what they bought. The store he worked in was quaint, not too small and not part of a big chain.
The day was one of the boring days, seeming to drag on forever. No one seemed like they were in the mood to talk. Costumer after costumer came and went, taking candles, clothes, and accessories with them. It was getting close to closing and no one out of the ordinary came in, that is until a tall man strolled in. He had striking blue eyes and black hair. His shirt was bright blue with polka dots of a darker version of the base color, matched with black skinny jeans and black shoes. Oh no, he was cute. Dan tried hard not to stare as the man walked over to the sunglasses and picked up a pair of frames. The man made a funny face at himself
Markiplier X Reader - HugsHis hugs were like a blanket, a safe space. Warm, loving, like a giant teddy bear.Markiplier X Reader - Hugs by charabae
"Mark, I'm home!" You yelled through the apartment that you and him shared. There were no noises coming from the recording room, so maybe the kitchen?
You kicked off your shoes at the front door and hung your coat on the rack.
Softly making your way to the kitchen, you stopped at the threshold to the tiled floor. There he was, red hair disheveled, a slight arch in his back from leaning on the counter and reading a cookbook.
"Mark?" You called "what are you doing?"
He whipped around, startled.
"Oh, hi (Y/N)!!" He said as he stepped forward to give you a peck on the lips.
"I'm reading a recipe, I wanted to surprise you but I lost track of time." He stated, while looking down at his feet.
"Oh, Mark" you giggled "It's okay that it's not a surprise anymore, hey maybe I can help cook!"
He looked up, a grin creeping onto his face.
"That sounds like a great idea, then we can watch a movie later!" He said, smilin