JacksepticeyexReader: Dearly Hate Crushing On You

JacksepticeyexReader: Dearly hate crushing on you

You smile cheekily so,
Tease me with a mocking tone,
I dearly hate crushing on you,
Didn’t you know?

You run your hand through you hair as you play skilfully on Gmod, laughing with Mark and the gang. Taking the piss out of each other as you guys hide being stupid objects.

Jack and Wade was on the other side, and you were paired with Mark and Bob.  You were hiding as a lamp in one of the office rooms in the game. You smirked as they run around as headless chickens, as your other teams mates were already dead.

“(Y/N), You could, you know shed some light on your where about.” Mark hinted as he chuckled.

“If I did that, they be seeing how bright I am Marki.” You chimed laughing, your eyes catching Jacks on the skype video.

He smirks, his character in the same room as your lamp.

“Maybe, I like the dark the best.” He says as he shoots you. Making his team win.

“You bloody bastard!” You groan.  He merely laughs as you huff. God, why did you like him?

My lips tangled, I do not
Remember speech,
Yet I’m happy to sit besides you in silence
Don’t you see?

You and Jack decided to do a live callob on Hatoful Boyfriend (That werid ass game about dating pigeons) for a laugh. Being as you thought it be a good laugh to do for an hour.

In that time, many stupid jokes were shared between you and Jack as the fandom share their own.

By the end of it, you were both laughing, before shouting your outros together.

Closing off, all was left was both you on skype, and peacefully you both smile at each other, as you started to sort out the recorded stuff to put on your own channel, showing the most funny parts.  As he sorted out his own things.

This was a growing norm between you both.

Keeping each other presence for a little longer.

You make me smile, and make my day
By a word or two.
I be happy to wait,
Just to hear from you

You gazed at all the photographs sitting in your room, many of you and family. A couple of you and Jack, since you live in Britain,  seeing each other was a lot easier than seeing those in America.

Each one with words, sayings that still linger in your mind. You couldn’t help but to smile, he was a sweet heart at times.

You radiate a light,
One I wish to grow to understand,
Even  when you damper so,
You find how to smile as if on a show.

You had gone  over to Jacks for the weekend, since he was feeling blue. Through he wouldn’t admit that to you.  His ex-had been buggering him, dampening his mood.
You were going to make him smile.

Here you are, both you and Jack sitting on the couch, horror movies playing on the screen. Popcorn bowl in-between you both. You squeaking every  ten minutes at the jump scares.

Making him chuckle at your reaction. You blow your tongue at him.
His laughter was growing warm, which made your stomach bubble butterflies.

And yet you glow so mysteriously,
As through youre pretending to
Hide a monstority.
You seem strong, through.

His eyes turns to yours, “(Y/N), I need to get this off my c-chest.” He tells you seriously.

You nod, taking your eyes away from the screen, looking up at him. “Anything Sean.”

He fiddles with his hands, he opens his mouth for nothing to come out, he groans before pulling you close-
You’re really just a shy man.
His lips met yours.