Jacksepticeye x reader imagines~

Wedding trouble

Hiya guys!!! Thank you all so much for the birthday wishes! They made me really happy :) and sorry this was late!
This was requested by rebla2621
Hope this is was you asked for.

(Unedited)

Your POV~

I slowly wake up, my head pounding. I sit up straight with my head in my hand.

"Ugh. What happened last night?"

I groan. Dragging myself out of bed, I stumble into the bathroom. Digging through the cab its to find aspirin. I didn't have that much to drink though. After taking the aspirin, I try and figure out what happened.

"Oh that's right. F/n came over and we had our own little party before the wedding, she got way to drunk" I chuckled. I worn defend around the house trying to find her, waiting for my soon to be husband to come back from his trip.

My train of thoughts were interrupted by me tripping over something. Looking down, it was F/n. Sighing to myself I left her on the floor. "Gee I'm a good friend..."

I make my way into the living room, but stopped dead in my tracks. My wedding dress all covered in food and red wine. Holes everywhere, closer inspection there seems to be...VOMIT!

I screamed like a five year old girl. Running to my dress and picked it up. Trying not to get anything on me.

(I really hate dresses! If I was married it would be in jeans and a band t-shirt)

"Who the f**k did this!"

I'm filled with anger and sadness.

"Ughhh. What's wrong Y/n? Why did you scream?"

It's was F/n. She did this!

"I screamed because of this!" I yelled showing her the dress. Her face went pale painted with a shocked expression.

"Wh-what happened to it?" She stuttered I bet she knows.

"I don't know you tell me! You were the one who was drunk like a sailor I only had a couple drinks!" I screamed! This dress meant everything to me. This was the piece of clothing I was gonna wear, getting married to the best guy in the world. And now it looks like world war three.

"Y-y/n, I-I-I'm sorry! Le-let me handle th-" she was cut off by the door opening. I looked down trying not to burst out crying.

"Babe? I'm home."  It's Jack.

Then everything went silent.

Authors POV~

"What happened?" Jack gushes. Y/n drops her dress and runs into jacks arms. Sobbing quietly.  F/n just stood there, the guilt slowly coming to her.

"I-I am so so so so sorry Y/n! I truly am!" She cried. Y/n started feeling sorry for her, mistakes happen.

"What happened to the dress?" Jack says quietly.

"F/n ripped holes in it, through wine and food on it. Then vomited on it".

"I-it's all my fault!" F/n says looking down at her feet.

"No no it's mine. I shouldn't have let you drink that much. I ruined the wedding".

Jack looked sad but had an idea in mind. He pulled away from the hug glanced at F/n the looked deep into your eyes.

"Babe. I never wanted a fancy wedding anyway. Honestly, I just wanna hurry up and get this marriage over with so I can spend the rest of my life with you". Jack cupped your cheeks and gave you a sweet, loving kiss.

"But I thought you wanted a fancy wedding?"
You say as he slowly inched away from your lips.

"Babe. You know me. I hate fancy things". You giggled.  You turn or attention to f/n who is still crying.

"I'm so sorry for yelling at you f/n".

"No. It's okay. I deserved it". F/n chuckled whipping her tear stained face.

"I guess I'll have to find a new dress then" you say.

"Make it a cheep one girl". Jack cooed.

"Hehe I will".

~~~time skip brought to you by GOAT MUM!!~~

Her dress swayed in the breeze. Her hair was in loose curls, holding two large pale hands. She couldn't help but smile at her fiancé. Everything was perfect. She's waiting for the final words to be said,

"You may now kiss the bride!"  The words rand through your ears. You didn't even realise that Jack is already kissing you. He pulled away and smiled, resting his forehead against yours. Both your eyes shut, blocking out the atmosphere around the two of you's.

"I love you, Mr Mcloughlin~" you whispered.

Gently pecking your lips he replied,

"I love you too, Mrs Mcloughlin~"

The end

I'm sorry again this was late! I hope that this is what you wanted! If you didn't like it I'll be happy to write another one with a different ending.
But for now buh-bye

Jack: *looks at Aby who's half asleep on the couch* uhh, Aby? Are you okay?"

Aby: *groans* No! I'm sick! Make me some soup pleeeaaassseee!

Jack: *chuckles* sure this you big baby.