Do A Flip! (Jacksepticeye X Traceur!Reader)

Chapter 3

"So," the (dyed) redhead named Marinna started, "Are you staying at a hotel?"
(Name) nodded, pulling along her grey suitcase beside Marinna and L, "A snotty rich bitch one beside a random apartment building and a pub." She laughed.

((A/N: THIS PROBS NOT ACTUALLY WHAT ITS LIKE BACK THERE HOW WOULD I KNOW IM IMPROVISING FUCK MY ASS))

Marinna snorted, "Snotty rich bitch? I know a place like that, what's the hotel called?"
(Name) shrugged, "Fucking, Ouran or some shit."
Marinna stopped walking and looked over at (name).
"Bitch you for real?"
(Name) stopped walking and turned to her, "Uh, yeah. Why?" She was a bit worried now.

I mean, why the fuck could have happened there?
Murders?
Rapes?

"Dude, that hotel is right beside Sean's apartment building . Also the son of the people who own that hotel is very much attractive.... And young."
(Name) wiggled her eyebrows, "How attractive?"
Marinna narrowed her eyes seriously,
"Hella."

L scoffed as the two laughed to their hearts content.

-–—•—–-

"Thanks for paying for the taxi, I owe you." (Name) said.

Marinna, L, and (name) had left the airport together. L went his own separate way, while Marinna decided to stop by and check on Sean while dropping off (name).

"Nah man, don't worry about it, I've got euros out the wazoo." Marinna shrugged, carrying her own bags.

After going their own ways, (name) signed into the hotel and made her way to her fancy shmancy room, but as she swiped her card and went to open the door, she was interrupted.

"Hey! Aren't you (name) (last name)?!" A young male voice rang out, pronouncing her name with an accent similar to French with a small twist.
(Name) tilted her head to the side and turned to where the voice came from.

At the end of the hall stood a young teen with short blonde hair and beautiful purple eyes.
Fucking attractive as hell.
Like... Hella.

Is this the son of the owners?

"I uh, I am, actually." She answered, slightly embarrassed by her sloppy attire.
It was nothing compared to this guy's suit.

"It's really you! That's amazing!" He ran up beside her, "My group of friends, including me of course, are big fans of you! Especially Honey-Senpai..... Sorry, I'm used to speaking Japanese..."

(Name) took a second to take in what he said, "Um, don't worry about the Japanese thing, that's fine... But uh, I'm glad that I get to meet one of my fans, I never even thought I had any." She laughed a bit, pretty awkward due to the time of day. ((AROUND 6 IN THE MORNING))

The boy gasped suddenly, "Where are my manners? I," he bowed like a fuckin gentleman, "am the son of the owners of this hotel, please, call me Tamaki,"
He stood up straight, "Now, does a beautiful lady such as yourself need help carrying her bags?"

"I don't know, does a handsome, ass-kissin young man such as yourself want to help a lady carry her bags?" (Name) replied.

Tamaki chuckled and opened the door for her, grabbed her bag, and carried it inside the room.

-–—•—–-

((A/N: these time skips man))

Sun rays flooded into the once dark room and settled on any surface they could reach, including the face of our favourite main character.

Marinna--

I mean (name).

The thin skin of her eyelids weren't enough to keep the sun completely out. Because of this, she groaned and flipped onto her side, hoping to escape the unmerciful sun.
Just when she though she could sleep peacefully again, her phone started vibrating.
Which meant there was a text.
(Name) groaned again and reached for the nightstand beside the bed where she had set her phone.
After searching aimlessly, her slim fingers touched the device, making the half-asleep occupant of the bed smile.
She grabbed the phone and brought it to her face. Finally, she opened her eyes, and blinked a few times to make her vision less blurry.
((A/N: if you have glasses, then you grabbed them with your phone))