You sighed as you wiped your sweaty forehead with the back of your palm. You squinted past the shining lights of the stage to see the teenaged girl with her guitar. She was singing some song you didn't recognize. It was almost time for you to go up. You scratched the back of my neck in nervousness. The girl played the last chord of the song, stood up to bow, and walked off the stage. The bar got quiet as the owner/announcer of the show wobbled back on stage. He held a black microphone in one hand and a slip of paper in the other. "Great performance by Alia Shelesh. Go check out her YouTube channel, sssniperwolf." You sighed and rolled your eyes in irritation. Another YouTuber. You pushed your thoughts away and made your way to backstage. "Next up is Bliss singing Everything's Alright," he stumbled backstage. You made your way around him and walked into the stage silently. You positioned yourself at the piano and stretched your fingers. You began to play and sing. "Short steps, deep breath," you smiled as you sang the comforting words. You searched the crowd until my eyes set on a peculiar looking man. He had faded green hair and was staring intently at you..
YOU ARE READING
Bliss (A Jacksepticeye X Reader)
Hayran KurguYour singing and playing the piano on stage at a bar on the usual Friday night ...but who knew that music could start a conversation? Enjoy reading, as one conversation leads to a remarkable relationship with a particular green-haired man..
