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I stared at the new scenery, then back to him. He has wings now? I thought as I studied his pitch black wings. He looked at me, as if waiting for me to say something. I stayed silent. He looked into my eyes and his expression softened.
"You know, having to look through Sean's eyes is basically torture. But I do love when he looks into your beautiful eyes. I sometimes wonder if you have a dark side of your own?" He said with a quizzical smirk.
I suddenly felt a surge of anger. At him.
"What. Did. You. Do. To. Sean." I said through my teeth, ready to punch him in the jaw.
He chuckled.
"Oh, nothing. Just put him in his place." He said, smiling to himself like it was a joke.
"You're sick." I said, glaring at him.
"You see! That perfected glare. I really do wonder if you have a dark side."
I balled my fingers and pushed them into my palm, almost cutting my skin with my nails, and forming a tight fist. I was ready to just beat him like he did to Sean. He stood and walked to me. He looked at my eyes again and expression turned to shock and fear.
I stopped glaring and took a step back.
"What?" I asked, very confused.
"Y-your eyes." He whispered, taking a step back himself.
I quickly walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. What. The. Fuck... I thought, staring in the mirror at my pitch black eyes with one pupil gold and the other silver.
I splashed my face with cold water, hoping they weren't actually like that. I dried my face and Jack walked in behind me. My eyes were normal now. I turned to Jack.
"What was that?" I asked him.
For once, he stayed silent. He stood there for a few seconds, then just walked out and sat back down on the bed, burying his face in his hands.
"Jack." I said sternly.
No reply.
"Jack!" I yelled.
"I'm not deaf." He said, looking up at me.
"What was that?" I demanded.
He took in a shaky breath, and let it out slowly. What he said next was like everything was in slow-motion.
Cliffhanger! I'll work on it right after this. No worries. Anyway, stay bossome! And I'll see you in the next thing I write.
~ScarletSepticEye~
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Markiplier and Jacksepticeye Imagines
Fanfiction(There is cursing/swearing/cussing whatever you wanna call it.) This isn't just one story, it's a bunch of little stories that me and my friend are writing. And, yes, like it says in the title, these are Jacksepticeye and Markiplier imagine stories...
