Jacksepticeye G/T

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Jack POV:

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* "Ugh stupid phone shut up!" I yell at my phone not wanting to wake up. I'm laying in Marks living room on the couch and it took me forever to fall asleep so I refused to wake up now. I reached to turn off my phone but I can't find the small table Mark has on the side of the couch. As I'm moving my hand around looking for the table I feel fabric? But how? My arm is completely stretched out how can I still feel the couch? I open my eyes and realize that the table is now far away but everything else is Marks house is huge!? Not knowing what to do I screamed as loud as possible. This wasn't hard for me because of how loud I am in my videos "MARK!?" I scream but he does not appear "That jerk hes always been a deep sleeper. Figuring that he was never gonna wake up I jump off the couch "DAMN IT!" I yell pulling my leg close to my chest as I'm sitting on the ground. I hurt my leg when I fell. It was actually bleeding a little I take off my shirt and wrap it around my leg to stop the blood but soon enough as I expected it bled through the shirt but it didn't matter. Trying to get used to my size I see Mark's bedroom door open -even though I'm big enough to jump high and open it this helped a lot- I walk in and see Marks arm hanging off the side off his bed. I climbed up his arm surprised he didn't wake up during this. As I climb up I see him a huge man laying on his bed bright red hair, wrapped in the deepest darkest black blanket, and a tiny box Tim plushie wrapped in his arms. He actually looks kinda cute? I make my way up the giants chest until I'm now sitting on the tip off his nose. I sit down legs crossed, and head down thinking about how I can wake him up without him accidentally killing me as I look up I see a cross eyed Mark staring at the small green bean on his nose I rub the back of my neck worried what he was gonna say. I slowly stand up "Uhhhh h..hey Mark. Di.did you sleep ok?" I ask trying to sound normal yet he stayed silent "Uhh Mark?" then it was black I realize Mark had picked me up in his hand fingers wrapped around my torso my head sticking out of the top and legs dangling from the bottom "Is this real? Jack is that really you?" I chuckle nervously "Uhh Yea. I don't really understand myself." "So you don't know how this happened?" Mark asked now sitting on the side of his bed "No. I woke up like this." Mark looks at me foot to head when his eyes directed to my leg that's wrapped in a bloody shirt "Oh My God! Jack you're bleeding! What the hell did you do?" "I uh kinda jumped off the couch and I guess my leg got cut by something." Mark looked worried. While not saying anything Mark stood up me still in his grasp. I look down. Oh! I shouldn't have looked down!! "MARK!NO NO NO NO HELP STOP PUT ME DOWN! TOO HIGH!" I yell while freaking out and squirming in his hand. He runs into the kitchen and puts me on the counter "Geez Jack what the hell happened?" "Uh hello!? I have a fear of heights." I say staring into Marks eyes "Well you're gonna get over it soon because after what happened to your leg I'll most likely be caring you in my hand so that can't happen again." Mark then walks away he grabs a green washcloth and put it under the sink faucet getting the corner of it wet. He then goes to the top cabinet and gets a bandage. Ohhh this is gonna hurt. I think to myself. Mark then comes over to me he tells me to sit down I obey. He then removes the shirt from my leg. He then puts neosporin on the bandage. Wait this is gonna hurt like crazy! I stand up -pant leg still pulled up to my knee- and I make a run for it. Soon I hear chuckling from behind me as I run into everything on the counter  soon I'm lifted by the back of my shirt "Jack, come on it won't hurt that much." "F**** YOU! You know it's gonna hurt!" (Sorry for the language but I think that's what he would say. Sorry)He then sets me down. Pressing his thumb against my chest forcing me to stay down while I'm kicking him he starts cleaning the cut "AHHHHHHH YOU SAID IT WOULDN'T HURT!" "Jack calm down." He then puts down the wash cloth thumb still on my chest while he uses his other finger and grabs my legs forcing me to stop kicking he then grabs the bandage and puts it over the cut. I scream in pure pain but he just ignores me. Mark lifts me up over to the couch and sets me on a pillow "Jack you lost a lot of blood so get some rest so you're not light headed." I agreed and soon pasted out. This is not gonna be fun.

Marks POV

Jack soon fell asleep not wanting him to fall off the pillow or couch I watched him for a while as he slept "I still can't believed this." I whisper to myself "I don't even know how I take care of someone so small without him being crushed or hurt. Maybe I could call my mom and ask her how I should help him. Yeah that's a good idea. Great job brain!" I walk out into the next room and dial my moms number *RING* *RING* "Hello dear?" "Yea hey mom." "What's going on?" "Uh I have a situation that I don't know how to handle." "Uh ok?" "You know Jack?" "Yes, your Irish friend." "Yea well he kinda shrunk and I'm taking care of him until what's whatever happened to him stops and he's normal size again. So I was wondering. How do I take care of someone who is so small?" It took my mom a minute to answer my question "well sweetheart you're just gonna have to watch him 24/7 and help him with everything. But not to the point where he feels use less let him do some things but if you think it's too dangerous then don't let him do it." "Ok thanks mom you're the best" "Ok love you" "love you too. Buy bye." "Bye" *call hangs up* "ok so just help him. I walk into the living room to see Jack waking up a little bit. I walk and sit on the couch next to his pillow as he stretches and rubs his eyes " Morning sleepy." "How long was I out?" "A few minutes maybe. Are you hungry?" He then jumps up arms in the air "Hell yeah! Let's eat!" He runs wobbling a little because of his leg the doof then goes and tries to jump off the couch! " No!" I say firmly while plucking him out of the air by his shirt "HEY! PUT ME DOWN!" I ignore him and place him on my shoulder "What the actual hell Mark!?" "Really? You're questioning me? You cut your leg earlier because you jumped off the couch so you go do it again! No that's way too dangerous no more jumping off of stuff for you Jack." "Who do think you are my mom?!" "No, but I'm taking care of you while you're like this and I don't want you to get hurt." I say while walking into the kitchen with the man on my shoulder I set him down on the table and found a tiny chair from a plush one of my fans made me. I picked him up again and put him in the chair after setting it on the table "Damn Mark I could've got on the chair myself." "With that leg you're not doing anything by yourself"  I then hear my phone go off

Momiplier: Hey sweetie I'm coming to visit to help you and your friend see you tomorrow

Mark: Ok mom see you soon

I look down at the man eating the toast I made him "Hey Jack my mom is coming over to help me take care of you so you don't get hurt." This made him almost choke on his food "WHAT!? Mark why! I'm a full grown adult I don't need anyone taking care of me certainly not my Best friend and his mom." "Jack it's ok I won't let her take it too far I promise you'll be fine." He looks up at me "Fine I trust you Mark." "Thank you. That means a lot to me Jack." This is gonna be a long week and I have to make sure my mom doesn't do anything crazy to Jack.