Jacksepticeye Imagines

Skype

"Sean, get off the computer, I need to use it!" I shout to my boyfriend in the other room.

"Wait a bit!" I hear a muffled scream back.

"Stop watching fucking porn," I angrily say to myself and fall onto the couch with my phone in my hand, trying to search on Google. The connection on it was crap. I was meaning to buy a new phone for a long time, but never got around to it - I either didn't have enough money or time.

"You piece of crap!" I say to your phone and throw it onto the couch. I creep to the door and try to listen in. I hear two muffled voices. Who the hell is he talking to?!

I slowly open the door, seeing Sean talking to someone on Skype.

"Mark!" I say under your breath. And at that very moment he looked right at me as if he heard me.

"Hey there! Long time no see!" he said with a smile. "We were just talking about you! Sean said how much he loved you, how hot you were, how good you cook..."

Sean mumbled "Shut up!" and scrambled for the mouse, pressing the "End call" button. We both spent a few moments in silence. Then Sean stood up and looked me right in the eyes.

"Why- why didn't you tell ME that?" I asked.

"I'm- you know- I was too shy." he said, trying to hide his blush with his hands.

"So am I."

I pull his hands away from his face and look into his eyes.

"I appreciate compliments." I say, pressing my lips to his.