A Twisted Love Story- Jacksepticeye X Reader

Collaborating with Mark & Friends

"Hello everybody! My name is Markiplier and Welcome back to-"

"Are we recording?" Wade interrupted Mark and you couldn't help but let out a small snicker.

"Really?! Really Wade?!" Mark said, mockingly pissed off, and you let out a small giggle. 

"Hello and welcome to some prop hunt with Wade, Bob, Jack, Mark and I," You said with a smile. You were skyping with the other four, and you were sure that Mark wouldn't include your facecam in the video, as it would take up too much space, but you were still pleased to actually being doing a video with them. Since you had met the four in Seattle, you had shot up rather quickly with subscribers, reaching a rapid 7 million by the time that you had gotten home to England. It seemed that you were popular at PAX, and it helped out your Youtube Channel a lot. 

"We have the lovely (Y/n) joining us today," Mark said, and you could see the smile on his face. Jack seemed to be a little jealous, but you knew that his friend was joking. You and Jack had been developing your relationship over late night calls, and playing video games together, but you had yet to make if official, considering you hadn't seen him in person since you were both in Seattle. You hadn't wanted to jump into a relationship with him, considering his girlfriend had dumped him fairly recently to that time you both confessed your growing feelings for each other. But, it didn't stop you from wanting to be with him. You just knew that you needed to take it slow with him before you jumped into a relationship. 

"Well thank you Markimoo," You said, sticking your tongue out as you clicked onto Props, immediately starting to search for the right prop, you had decided to pick a box that would blend in with your surroundings. You were playing on the map with the large office, as well as the roundabout that was littered with different props. As you placed yourself on a shelf and clicked to make sure that you were facing the right way with Rotation Lock, you stopped moving, and waited patiently for them to find you. 

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"(Y/n), you're officially the best at Prop Hunt," Mark said as you turned off your game, having finished your collab with the guys. 

"Why thank you, I try my best," You said, a small giggle coming from your side of the call. Either side you were on, minus one time, you had won each round, either as a prop or as a hunter. You had been playing the game on your free time, so you knew the ins and outs of most of the things you needed to do. 

"Well, I think I got to go," Jack said all of a sudden, and you were a little confused. He almost always stayed until it was just the two of you that were talking. You were worried about why he was leaving so early, but you knew he probably had his reasons for wanting too. 

"Oh, well okay Jack," Mark said for you before you could reply to your friend/lover. 

"Yeah, I'll talk to you all later," Jack said and signed off. You were worried, and Mark could tell. 

"What's up with him...?" You asked, looking worried towards your phone, hoping the Irish man would text you. But alas, your phone didn't go off suddenly. 

"I don't know, try talking to him, have you two been having a lover's spat?" Mark asked, his tone was obviously worried for the two of you, as he and the other two knew of you and Jack's relationship. 

"No, we've been fine up until just now, I don't know what happened," You said, and you really didn't know what you did wrong, or if you had done anything wrong in the first place. You really hoped you hadn't, but what would have changed his attitude all of a sudden to where he didn't stay to talk to you? 

"Well, I guess go talk to him, message him or something," Mark said, and it seemed he didn't know what to say about the whole thing. He didn't know what was inside of Jack's head, and neither did you, but you could at least see. 

"Thanks Mark, I'll do that, otherwise, I'll catch all of you later," You said, waving goodbye before quickly logging off of Skype. Grabbing your phone, you brought up Jack and your's conversation, and started texting him. 

'Hey, what's up? You didn't seem okay at the end of the call, did I do something?' 

'No, its not you.' You were astounded by the quick reply, but it was short, and you wondered why. He had almost always send longer messages than that when talking to you, and often explained more about it instead of just giving a rather vague answer. 

'Oh okay, well do you want to talk about it?' You texted back, your text obviously worried about him and wanting to know what was up. 

'Its nothing, (y/n) :) I'll talk to you later, gotta record some vids for the next week, going to take a break from Youtube.' you wondered if that was what was stressing him out. His job, although it was fun, had its stress at times. 

'Well, message me later then, I'll be up :)' You sent, and put your phone down on the table, heading over to your bed where you plopped down to read a book to pass the time.