Heroes (Jacksepticeye x Reader x Markiplier) *completed*

Chapter 1: Fate encounter

Top of da mornin' to ya laddies/ hello everybody my name is... Anyways here's another fanfic cuz why not

Enjoy!
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Your POV

The wind blows wildly as the leaves fall on the ground, it's pretty normal for a day in October. I look around and check some shops to see if I can find a job. You see,I'm a poor young woman and I've recently been fired from my last job for reading all the books in the bookstore instead of doing my actual job.

As I walk down a slightly crowded street, I stare at my feet thinking about my life wondering if I could do anything else wrong, life is stressful, it's difficult and I wish I could have something cheer me up...

Suddenly I feel a bump on my head and the next moment I'm on the ground. I look up in confusion.

-"Oh, sorry about that, are you alright? Let me help you up" A deep voice apologized as he gave me a hand.

I take the hand and look at the person who bumped into me. He looks somewhat Asian and his hair is dyed red at the top but the rest of his hair looked really dark brown. He looks like a muscular man but his approach was gentle.

"Umm... I'm sorry" I say as a walk by. My face feels like it's slightly blushing. I walk fast but then a feel someone touch my shoulder.My heart skips a beat.

I turn around and a man with green hair with the rest brown says something but I didn't understand it, he also said it very loudly.

"What?" I ask.

The man slaps his hand on his face then says something slightly slower but with an accent.

"Its because I'm Irish in' it?" Then he continues." You look stressed are you all right?" He asked.

"Umm... It's alright, I should get going" You say in a hurry.

"No, no, we could talk about tis over a cup o' tea or sometin' " He insisted as he made a 'good day sir' pose and pretended he was sipping a cup of tea.

I nod my head and they take me to a tea shop.

I look down at my shaky legs then put my hands on my lap.

"Where should I start... Er... Please don't laugh but I used to work at a book store and instead of doing my job, id get distracted and read a bunch of books. I had that job for a couple of months but when I got caught, I got fired" I explained. I look at their face, not even a slight crack of a laugh, they look so serious that it's kinda scary. I look down again.

Why am I telling these men my life story...

I could feel my voice quiver as I spoke, but I guess I'm with two handsome men that I just met and they're acting like they care about me.

I quickly look at them once more and they look at each other than back to me.

"Not only that but I've been struggling with money and I might not be able to pay this months rent, I've been searching for a job but I just can't find one that would suit me or that I'd be decent at doing..." I add.

"Do you have anyone that could help you? Like siblings or parents?" The man with the red hair asked.

I frown "No, I've been an only child all my life and my parents had a fatal car crash when I was in my mid teens. The rest of my family has just cut ties with me"

The men nod. They look so intrigued with my story.

"Umm, I should get going". I stand up, then grab my wallet "I can pay and thank you for listening to my problems. I-I have to go"

The man with the green hair frowns " No, it's fine we can pay, we'll even pay for ye drink. Now please sit down, yer lookin' tired as balls, ya better not leave that door before we're done talkin' "

"But, I have to look for a job, I don't want to be homeless, I want to have a life in a home!" I shout and everyone in the shop stares at me.

"I agree, please sit down" The red haired man says as he shines his eyes at me and where I once sat.

I sigh and sit down.

The red haired man continues "I have a solution, you can live with us"

My eyes widen " I can't do that, that'll leave a burden on you..." Why did he say that so suddenly, I just met him.

The red haired man continues "We can handle ourselves fine, you don't have to worry about rent and you can still look for your job. If you want, you can leave when you have enough money to pay for yourself"

These men, they're inviting me into their home?!? As sketchy as this sounds they don't seem to be murderers in any way and if they are going to help me than- well it's better than living on the street... I should take their offer and if they are murderers well, I suppose I'm just dust in the wind so it doesn't matter...

My eyes begin to water and before I know it, I have my arms wrapped around them. They accept my invitation and wrap their arms around me and were in a warm hug.

"Thank you..."