It All Started With A Channel (Markiplier x Reader x Jacksepticeye)

~Your POV~

I looked around the room to see Jack laying across the small sofa in the room, Mark on the windowsill with his legs propped up holding him there as he slept. Felix hasn't left my side. Literally. I looked down beside me, his head laying on my lap as he was leaned over from the chair he was sitting on. All three of them completely passed out. All three totally exhausted. I felt so bad for them. It's been a week sense I woke up, and they have been here for every second of it. It was only like 4 in the morning, I was supposed to be released today, and even though Felix isn't very thrilled about it, I got permission from the doctor to fly, as long as I promised to relax and rest. So as unhappy as Felix is about it, I couldn't hide my excitement. I'm Still Going To PAX!

The room was dark. The only lights were coming through the fogged out window on the door, and a dim light from the street lights below outside.

I sat in the dark, thinking. I thought of everything that had happened. I thought about all the things Felix said to me. "Even if you never listen to anything else I tell you...", I listen to him. I listen to every word he says. I listen, doesn't mean I have to do what he says.

"Mark and Jack haven't left this hospital once."

Was he serious? I know they haven't left sense I woke up, But they haven't left sense We got here? They must be going mad, coped up in a hospital room for days upon days, I know it's driving me mad, and I've only been awake in here for a week of it.

"As much as I don't want to, I will wait. Wait to hear your voice, Wait to see your smile, Wait to see the excitement in your eyes when you meet a new fan."

I sat in this bed, for a week, thinking about this over and over again. I thought of everything I saw while I was asleep. The darkness, The cold, The silence, Everything. But after all said and done, the only thing I couldn't figure out was who the last person to speak to me was. I could remember everything said, but I couldn't for the life of me, remember the voice.

"Y/N I love you. I want you to wake up. I need you to wake up. I don't want to live this life without you. If you don't want to be with me then fine, but after everything that has happened, I can't lose you. Even if we do just stay friends. Just don't leave us. I need you. Felix needs you. Just don't give up. I love you."

It had to either be Mark or Jack. It had to be. But which one was it? After hearing it, There was finally warmth. I don't know what it was, but what ever it was, it helped me so much. That warmth helped me finally get a little bit of rest through all of this. I could finally put my mind to sleep. Which finally gave me enough strength to open my eyes. As I thought about the warmth I could feel a tingly feeling on my lips.

I heard a shuffling sound coming from the side of the room, as I looked to see Jack was still sound asleep, but Mark was sitting on the windowsill just staring at me.

"I'm sorry, Did I wake you?" I asked looking at him as he ran his hand through his hair.

"Nah, you're fine. You didn't. How are you feeling?"

"Honestly? I'm going mad sitting in this room." I started whispering as Felix moved, his head now on the bed beside me.

"Do you want to go get some coffee or something to eat?"

"I loved to, but I'm kind of stuck in here."

"Hold on a second, I'll be back in a second." He smiled at me, and quietly left the room. He returned a few moments later with a smile on his face.

"What are you smiling about?" I asked confused.

"Just stay quiet until we leave the room so you don't wake them up." He whispered as he walked over to me, picking me up off the bed and carrying me out of the room. Once we made it through the door, he sat me in a wheel chair and closed the door to my room.