Opposites Attract | jacksepticeye X reader

{Twelve}

Surprisingly, Jack had been happy and cheery even after his horrible breakup. You and Mark had been on a lot more dates recently and honestly, it couldn't get better.
"So, what are you doing later?" Mark took your hand into his.
"Actually, me and Jack are working on that shitty assignment today. Sorry.."
"Don't be sorry, I'll see you later." Mark grumbled, he dropped your hand suddenly and walked away. Your face dropped, what was that about!?
Approaching you, you saw a very happy looking Jack.
"Who pissed in his cornflakes?" He laughed looking over at Mark, who just forcefully burst the sports hall doors open.
"Leave it," you laugh along, "Let's go. Wait, where are we even going?"
"How about just mine again?" We seemed to get a lot done the other day?" He suggested.
"Yeah.. Let's head to Jack's pad!" You start running. He chases after you until halfway down the road. You stop running to walk slowly together.
In a short time, you're back in the lounge where you sat awkwardly before. Opening both MacBooks, you sat and drank some coffee before getting down to work.
Again, you shared jokes and stories about each other; bringing you closer as friends.
"So, what's with Mark?" He asks.
"Oh nothing, just feeling a bit shitty." You lie blatantly to Jack. Mark hated you being with Jack without him. There's not much Mark can do, you have to do this with Jack.
~time skip, about 1am~
You and Jack locked eyes. Both yawning at the same time.
"Eight hours of work. Go us!" Jack had a sleepy voice, like Mark's.
"And we're still not near done.. I should head home. It's late and I'm tired as all hell!" You laugh
Jack giggled.
"Stay here, you can have my bed. I'll sleep here on the sofa!" He said, shrugging.
"You don't have to! I'll sleep here."
"Well that wouldn't be fair!" He pushed you gently.
It was settled. Jack showed you up to his room and let you borrow a Tshirt to sleep in. You already were wearing Mark's boxers from that morning. You heard Jack go back downstairs before calling up to you,
"Goodnight, (y/n)! Sweet Dreams!"
"You too.." You say, not as loud. You got under the sheets and refuse to look on your phone. You bury your head in the pillow and stare into the darkness that is Jack's bedroom...
~another time skip, 3:37am~
You hadn't slept a wink! The constant reminder of being in Jack's house lead you to horrible thoughts. You expected Mark to dump you when he found out.
He just won't know.. Not yet.
The sudden hit of thirst and needing the toilet hit. You stood up and left the bedroom. You already knew where to go, Jack had given you the grand tour the other week. After exposing your bladder, you tiptoed downstairs to the kitchen. Passing through the lounge, you heard Jack's light snores. You noticed that he had pushed both sofas together to act as a double-bed. Your eyes were getting heavier, finally you were tired. You couldn't manage to finish the glass of water you had. You set it down and looked back up the stair case.
The bedroom is so far away...
Without thinking, you dragged yourself to the 'sofa-bed' and laid down.
Perfect.
You covered yourself in a blanket and slowly drifted off to sleep...