I Am Alive (part 2)(Markus X Reader)
AN: Here is part 2! This was a blast to write. I love Markus’s character so much and it’s awesome creating tales to explore this amazing character even more. And thank you @lorbarton for granting me permission to use your gif. Make sure to check out his blog!
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“You look pretty nervous for a dinner with a girl who’s ‘just a friend’,” Carl teases Markus with a knowing smirk.
Markus throws him a light glare in response. “I’m not nervous. Just…anxious,” he says, trying to convince even himself of that lie.
“Yeah, right,” Carl mutters as he wheels himself towards his book collection.
Markus decides to ignore his father figure as he continues to fiddle with his clothes. This night had to be perfect.
Ever since that first meeting 4 months ago, Markus has been smitten with you. He would look forward to going to Bellini’s all because it was a chance to see you. Carl took notice of this, and gave Markus permission to see you perform whenever he wanted to.
You never complained about seeing Markus come watch you perform, though. He is extremely attractive after all. But more importantly, he’s good company.
After your set, Markus would stay a little longer just to chat with you.
Spending time with you is often the highlight of his day. Even after his first interaction with you, he was addicted to the way you made him feel. The way in which whenever you two were together, everything else ceased to exist. During those times he truly felt like a man, not a machine. A man worthy enough to be yours.
The park at night was always a magically place to be for you. You would go there to think, and clear your head. And as of late, you had been doing a lot of thinking.
“(Y/n)?” You heard a familiar voice call out.
You turned to your right to see Markus standing about 3 feet away.
“Hey,” you greeted with a smile from the bench you were sitting on. “What are you doing out so late?”
It was rare to see an android walking alone at night without their owner in sight. The only time an andoid would be put alone at night was to do work.
“Just wanted to take a walk,” Markus replied, “May I?” He asked referring to the available space next to you.
“Oh, sure! Have a seat,” you told him. He gave you a cute smile before taking a seat next to you.
“This is the first time I’ve seen an android take a casual stroll,” you commented with a smile.
“Carl gives me more freedom than most owners,” Markus responded.
You nodded in understanding. “That makes sense, with him being an artist and all.”
Markus released a little laugh. “Yeah, Carl’s interpretation on life, on what I am are very unique,” he answered honestly.
You look at the man beside you with awe, features on your face softening. His ability to calm you, but keep you inveated in whatever it was he was saying or doing amazed you. All the stress you were feelong earlier suddenly disappeared due to his appearance.
Markus turned his head to meet your gaze head on. He studied the features of your face in the moonlight, drawing the conclusion that even in the dark you shine bright. He attention then began to draw lower on your body. Noticing this, you felt your face flush, caught off guard at him blatantly checking you out.
“You’re cold,” you heard him eventually say.
“What?” You asked, not really paying attention to his words.
“Your body is cold,” he reiterated, leaning forward to remove his signature android jacket. “Here, you can put this on.”
He offered you his jacket. You rrached out to grasp the material. “Thank you.”
Markus just gave you a smile in response. “The weatherman said there would be a cool front coming in tonight,” he said in his round about way of scolding you.
You ducked your head in embarrassment as you put your arms through the holes of his jacket.
“Sorry, I forgot,” you muttered, cheeks flushed at his reprimand and at your foolish thoughts of him cheeking you out earlier.
Markus removed a fallen lock of hair out of your face as he gave you a lopsided smile. “What would you do without me?” He said with a teasing tilt.
You stared at him in amazement. This man never ceased to amazing you. Never ceased to make your heart feel like it would burst out of your chest at the sight of him.
Without thinking, you hastily connected your mouth with his.
Markus sat still in shock. He couldn’t believe the woman he liked was currently kissing him. Before he could respond, you pulled back.
“Oh, my gosh,” you said aloud, “I can’t believe I did that.”
Markus continued to stare at you, his fingers touching his freshly tasted lips.
You turned around to acknowledge him once again. “Markus, that…that shouldn’t have happened. I have a boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend, and things have been confusing for me on that end. And I….” You trailed off, having too much yet too little to say in order to justify your actions.
Markus didn’t know it was possible, but he could’ve sworn he felt his heart break a little in his chest. Of course you would have a man in your life. A real man. You’re talented, beautiful, and kind. An android could see that for crying out loud, so it’s obvious a member of your opposite sex or even same sex would as well. Markus felt like a fool.
Not knowing what else to say, or what else to do, Markus did what he felt was right. “It’s OK, (y/n). You have no obligations to me. But whatever happens, just know i’ll always be here for you. Your…friendship means a lot to me.”
You felt tears fill up your eyes. “Markus,” you breathed out. You felt like crap. You basically played with this man’s feelings and he was still willing to put up with you.
“Please, (y/n),” he said, “I just don’t want to lose you. My life suddenly feels like it means something since I’ve met you. I feel like I mean something. Please, don’t take that away. I’ll do whatever you want, be whatever you want,” he rambled, panic starting to set in.
“Markus,” you stated a little louder, “That wouldn’t be right of me. I can’t just…just use you like that!”
He have you a sad smile at that. “I’m use to being used. Kind of comes with the job description. It won’t offend me.”
You felt tears anew by his heartbreaking statement. You threw your self into his chest, arms wrapping around his solid form. You were surprised at how warm felt.
“I…I care about you, Markus. More than just a friend, but I won’t test those waters with you until I deal with the other man in my life,” you explained. You felt Markus relax in your arms.
“But I need you to promise me something, Markus,” you started, cheek moving against his as you talked. “I need you to promise me that you never offer yourself to be used like that again. Not even to me. Never to me.”
You felt a pair of strong arms wrap themselves around your shoulders, drawing closer to his body. “I promise.”
After those events on June 3, Markus invited you over for a dinner at Carl’s house on the 9th. You responded with a eager nod and Markus had let out a sigh of relief.
“Stop fidling with your clothes, Markus. You look fine.” Carl commented while looking away from the book he was currently reading.
“Maybe I should’ve went with light blue button up,” Markus states, suddenly not pleased with his silk, black one.
Carl rolls his eyes. “Oh, please! You’re the best dressed android I know.”
Markus throws a smile in Carl’s direction.
Once he gets over his attire crisis. Markus rearranges the dinning room table what feels like a thousand times. The time continues to pass, and pass, and pass.
“What time was this girl supposed to be here again?” Carl asks.
“6:30,” Markus replies, “She was supposed to be here at 6:30.”
At 9:00 Carl gives Markus a pitying look. “I don’t think she’s coming.”
“No, she’ll be here!” Markus insist. Carl gives him one last look before he makes his way to the stairwell. “Goodnight, Markus,” he calls as he makes his way to his bedroom.
Markus takes a seat at the dinning room table. The emotions coursing through his system has his LED flickering wildly. He is sad, disappointed, hurt, and kind of angry.
When he decides he’ll just go to bed and pretend like this never happened the next morning, he suddenly heard a knock at the door.
“(Y/n)?” He calls out in excitement as he races to the door.
What meets him on the other side leaves him speechless.
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I know, I’m cruel 😂. Is the reader on the other side of the door? Will you and Markus live happily ever after? Or will your budding romance end in shambles before it even really begins? Well, those questions will all be answered in the next installment of I Am Alive! Thanks for reading! *ques evil laughter*
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