Jacksepticeye Imagines

My lovely artist

You were in your spare room, which was your art studio.
You loved art. Painting, drawing, etc.
"Without art, the Earth is just eh" I have painted that on a canvas hanging on my wall.
It's true. Without art, the world is just bland and boring.

Jack always seemed to love your art. He always was in awe, starting at them. Especially your painting, he loved your drawings and sketches but, he loves your paintings the most.

You were listening to some music, while painting, a picture of the Eiffel Tower, with a beautiful sunset in the background.
Jack knocked quietly, he knew you were in here. You requested to knock gently, so he wouldn't mess you up or startle you.
"Come in" you spoke while dancing around, moving the brush along the canvas.
Jack walked in.
"Hey sweetie." He said gently.
"Hey" you stopped painting and looked at Jack, "what's up" you asked smiling.
"Nothing much, just wanted to know if you wanted a break and come snuggle, I finished my daily two videos." He asked, waddling over to you, with arms open wide.
You smiled brightly, "of course, plus my legs are getting a bit sore, from dancing and standing" you said and laughed.

You entangled your fingers together and walked out to the living room.
There was already a bowl of popcorn, some snacks and some drinks.
You both sat down, snuggling close together.

Time skip

The movie ended, Jack fell asleep, you smiled and stood and gave him a kiss on his forehead. Then covered him in a blanket.
You walked into your art room, to finish the painting.

Another time skip

You just finished the painting after two hours of doing it.
You stood there, just admiring it.
You felt two arms snake around your waist and a head rest on your shoulder.
"It looks amazing" Jack whispered.
"Thanks, I love it too"
You both stood there for a minute, just admiring it.
"Baaaaaabe, let's go to sleep. It's... 1:27 in the morning" Jack whined, slowly backing both of you to your bedroom.
You giggled, "okay. okay. Let's go to sleep" you both waddled to the bed, and both climbed in.
You snuggled together, "is my little artist tired, just like I am" he said sleepily, chuckling.
"Yes I am" you said as you snuggled into his chest.
"Nighty night" you whispered sleepily. Jack wrapped his arms around your waist, and snuggled you even more closer if that was possible.
"Nighty night" he kissed you one more time, before falling asleep.