The Gamer-Lympics (Jacksepticeye x Reader)

Fourteen

Alright then...

He's definitely butt hurt. Is that all he's going to tell me? I shove the phone back in my pocket and cross my arms like a child. "(Y/n) don't be like that. A tour is a lot of work, maybe he's busy."

"Busy listening to a thousand girls scream his name."

"You're phenomenally high right now, just chill out and sober up then give him a call. Damn."

I smiled because I'm thinking about everyone screaming 'Jack' but none of them heard him moaning my name. It's something only I can hear. An hour flew rapidly, I had been driving around town in automatic. I dropped my friends off after spraying my car up a bit.  

Hold on, yesterday was St Patrick's day. No wonder Sean didn't answer me all fucking day and night. He probably got fuckeddd up.
I can't believe I didn't know, I could have blacked out in a ditch somewhere. I jolted at the vibration of my phone from an incoming FaceTime.

"Hey (Y/n)," Sean said very hoarse. He looks like ghost who just saw a scarier ghost. All pale, red tired eyes. He is taking the slowest, weakest bites out of a whopper, head down. "You look stoned out of your fucking mind." I said.  "I just have a mad hangover. I don't have a show today."

"Ah so what are you going to do?"

"Sleep. Then maybe after I wake up I'll hang around town." His mouth opens in a big yawn.

"Sounds cool, I gotta run some errands so I'll talk to you soon."

Sean smiled only nodding his head very slowly.  "Take a Tylenol. Bye green bean." I air kiss and he again he smiled so childish before hanging up.

As I was paying the rent, a video was sent to me by Sean so I watched it. The video started with someone recording him taking 6 shots one after the other. The whole background resembles an Irish pub. I focus back on Sean and my eyes widen as he literally chugged a bottle of beer in one go. "How many days are in 31 days?" He roared, the accent was deep and sharp.

"Alcoholism at it's finest," I say. And keep doing what I had to do.

At the same time that I glance at my screen a text from Mark appears. 

Markimoo: let's link up, I want to play Mario Maker with you.

I laugh because the last time he played that he almost had to go to therapy. Although its really funny when he rages. 

(Y/n): You're not gonna like lose your shit are you? xD

Markimoo: HA I don't plan to but if that's what it comes to, leave the house and take Amy with you.

Shaking my head chuckling, I drive to his place. When I got there, Amy welcomed me alongside Chica.  "I'm just gonna full out warn you, it gets loud in there." Amy says handing me some ear plugs. I laughed at her little joke then shoved the plugs in my pocket and followed her to Mark's recording room.

Chica went in first to lay down next to Mark's chair as he turned to me.  "Hi (Y/n), sit down." He patted the gaming chair beside him. 

"How are you and Jackaboy?" Mark asks me as chica jumps on my lap.  "We're great! I spoke to him an hour ago he was hammered.  "Probably why he hasn't answered my messages. He sleeps all day."

"I know! I could hear him talking all night when I visited him. Friggin owl."

Mark shook his head a set up both cameras to face me and him. We're not live, thank God its a recording.  "HELLO everyone my name is Markiplier and I'm here with a special guest, our friend Celesté."

His hands wave to me like he's like he's representing royalty.  "How's it going gamers," I chuckled and waved myself. "We're going to play Mario Maker."

Midway through a part, you had to slide on ice with perfect speed to land on another floor of ice that is only enough catch a fall and jump. It took me several minutes to do it. I waited on top of a pipe for Mark to complete it but has failed so many times that the vein on his forehead is throbbing.

"Run at first, stop then walk."

"I'm trying!!! This fucking thing.." He groaned, trying again but slipped and fell.  "GODDAMNIT, (Y/n)."

"What did I do?" The tears were making me see blurry, I was trying to not laugh at his face to piss him off more.  "Press down, crouch."

He did so, landing inside the pipe finally.  "YES. SHOTS all around for our baby Markimoo." I call out to camera then passed to his monitor and started waving over his head.

I borrowed Marks laptop for a few minutes as we chilled in the recording room. Amy joined us as well. I needed to find more game tournaments.  "So you're birthday is also the day you graduate?" Mark asked.

"Correct, it's going to be a lit celebration. I hope you're all down to go eat somewhere."

"We're down! Jack's going to be there right?"

I didn't answer. I just shrugged because I dont really know. He'll have a show that day I believe.  "I hope he is. It's next month." Amy smiled while throwing a ball up and down.  "We'll take you out if he doesn't show. We'll shame him."

I love Amy.

As I scrolled through the internet,I stop when I read an article about a tournament. I was immediately into it. 

"It's called the Gamer-Lympics! New gaming tournament of all categories. Isn't that awesome?" I practically cheesed at my camera as Sean is apparently walking down the street. He can't keep his camera still.  "It does sound fun, by all categories you mean original old games to new?" Sean says.

I nod my head, reading the list of games and how the tournament will work. Starting from regionals, to Nationals, then state finals, and finally the world Championship. Which will be held in Dublin  Ireland.

"My last show is in Ireland too."

I hopped in my seat,  "I'm totally entering that match. You should too, it be so much fun."

Sean laughed,  "I don't know about that one. I'm way to stacked to enter a competition."

"The tournaments take place when you're free of shows. The first one is in May 2nd, you start your second leg the 5th."

I tried to convinced him but he was shaking his head.  "Please, we'd literally travel the world." I told him.  "(Y/n) I'm not that good at all games, I wouldn't make it to nationals." Sean's accent broke my ears, it was too pure for my fucked up ears.  "We can practice, please think about it."

"Okay fine I'll think about it."

I cheekily grinned at the screen, staring into his sky blue orbs. "I habe a bone to pick with you," he suddenly goes dead face. It made me swallow.  "Uhh," I stuttered.  "You're too beautiful looking right now."

I sigh in relief,  "you scared me. Its just my work look." I told him smiling hard.  That foreal scared the Holy shit out me, I thought he was going to scold me for getting fried.
Though still I dont have to bring it up unless he does so.