Soundtrack Of Our Lifes (A Jacksepticeye Fanfiction)

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I take Lego and Chica and make my way out of the house. We have a very long day outside in a park. It was really nice. Shortly before I want to leave, Sean suddenly taps lightly on my shoulder. I spin around and smile.

'What are you doing here? And how do you know where I am?' It's nearly a zero chance to find someone here without knowing where he is. So I wonder.

'First, I missed ya and we are ready with gaming. You're gone for a long time now so I thought I check. Second... don't rip my head of, but I installed a tracking app on your phone.' I roll my eyes and look at Sean, who has a guilty look on his face.

'Tracking.... that's a low. Don't you trust me?' I fold my arms in front of my chest, turning around to look for Lego and Chica.

'You're mad now?' He asks in a light tone.

'What do you think? Of course I am mad. I am pissed like hell. Why, Sean, why?' I whistle shortly and the dogs come back to sit in front of me.

'Let me explain...' I cut him off.

'Not now. We have to bring Lego and Chica back. And I am not in a talking mood now. That really hurts, Sean.' I start walking and he follows without any further words.

Back at the house I go to our room, tomorrow we have to leave again early to fly back home. Sean is in the living room with the boys. LA is really messing with our relationship. I don't like that fact. But soon we will be here to live. I wonder where I'll work for a living then.

It knocks lightly on the door and Sean pokes his head inside. 'Would ya mind coming down? Mark wants to ask us what kind of house we want so he can look after one that will fit.' He speaks quietly, his voice full of guilt. Good he knows he fucked up.

'Sure.' I say, walking past him. He just shakes his head and sighs loudly.

First Sean explains what he wants, then I just add a few things I need. Sean is the one who has exact opinions about that house. And as I hear the price he is willing to pay, I am startled. It's an amount I can't even imagine to have. I'll owe him a lot after that.

We go upstairs after that, our flight goes early and we don't want to miss it.

'Lovely? Can we talk now?' Sean asks carefully. We both lay on our backs, staring at the ceiling.

'Yeah, sure.'

'Still mad?' I hear him roll to his side, looking at me.

'Yes. But you want to explain, don't you?' I roll to my side too and look at him.

'Well, ya know the day where I found ya at that bar? I knew you'd be there. But I was afraid you'll do that again and go somewhere I can't find ya. So I installed the tracking. I was so afraid to lose ya. That one day you'll go with the wrong one who wouldn't let ya go again. I am sorry for doing that, I really am.' He lays his hand to my cheek and smiles shortly.

'I forgive you. I know you just want my best.' I smile. 'You know, I am thinking about how to repay you because of the house. It's a lot of money that you're willing to pay. I don't know how to give it back...'

'Ya stupid. Ya don't have to. It's our house. I am the man and I have a well paid job. So. How about stop thinking about but that? You have to give birth to my kids though. When we're ready for that.' He grins widely and slides to me to hold me close.

'I am not sure about being a mom, Sean. I am mentally ill.... what for a mother could I be?' I hide my face in his chest and close my eyes.

'The best. You'll be perfect. I can't wait! I really want kids now.' He sounds so enthusiastic and he spins me around so he is on top of me. 'I know we're just starting everything, but I feel it's right. I love ya, I really do. And I don't want another woman ever in my life. Let's become a family!'

I don't know what to say. I just look at him and blink. Where does this come from? He didn't even think about it a second.

'Say something. Say yes. Oh please say yes so that we can be parents. I really want that!' He uses his very low voice again, I shiver. But I have to resist.

'Sean... our relationship is young...' I start but he interrupts me instantly.

'Who cares? Now or in a few years, what's the matter? It makes no change!' And yes, he is right. You can part after a year or thirty, nothing is guaranteed. I really don't want this. But Sean is so eager about this. So maybe...

'Okay...' I say defeated. And Sean jumps out of the bed and makes and happy dance and I join in, just because I can.