Jacksepticeye x Reader

Watch Out!

(This is a really long chapter, I hope you enjoy! The photos above are what your themed kitching, living room, and dining room look like!)

Your Point of View~

    Ring, ring, ring, ring.

    I wake up grunting as my phone rings. I had one of my legs on Sean and my head was snuggled into his neck.

    "Fuck!" Jack yelled getting up and answering my phone. I sit up yawning and stretching as Jack looks at my phone than looks shocked.

    "I'll meet you there." He says before hanging up and looking at me.

    "We slept in. Your brother and Tyler have been waiting at the airport over an hour." He says going to his closet and taking off his shirt and taking one out of the packed boxes.

    "Strip." I joke standing up and he blushes as I check my phone. It was three thirty in the afternoon and Jack and I still had a lot of moving around.

    "We're never going to get this done..." I say starting to have a panic attack.

    "It's okay (Y/N), it's okay. We can get it done. Your brother and Tyler can help us. We will rent a moving truck to transport all of this stuff. Calm down." Jack cooes coming to me and pulling me into a hug as I breath heavily.

    He rubs circles on my back and I start crying, "I'm sorry." I say, my head in hia chest.

    "For what?" He asks confused.

    "For being like this. It's probably annoying." I say coughing.

    "You're not. You've been through so much stress lately it's okay. I understand babe. I want to get settled too." He says using a finger to tilt my chin up and as he comes down to kiss me on the lips I move and kiss him on the cheek, teasing him and he chuckles.

    "I'll call a the place. You can go change into one of my shirts." Jack insists and I give him the 'Are you Sure?' look And he nods.

    "I'm determined to get moved in today." He says and I smile.

    "DETERMINATION!" I yell grabbing his long sleeve Berlin shirt and going to his bathroom.

    "Fuckin' Christ." I hear him say, laughing as I enter the bathroom. I swap shirts and run my fingers through my messy, (h/c), wavy hair. I wasn't much for makeup, but I look like a mess.

    I could here Jack talking on his phone in the other room. I pull out my phone and see thirty two missed calls from Mark. Oops.

    "(Y/N) let's go get this moving truck than pick up Tyler and Mark." Jack says banging on the door.

    I open the door and wack him carefully with a the shirt I switched out of.

    "That shirt looks good on you." Jack compliments referring to his Berlin shirt and I looked down. It was oversized of course which made the sleeves floppy.

    "I wanna bet something." I say smiling and he looks down at me as we wait for a cab he must've already called.

    "And that is?" He asks with his voice cracking.

    "Whoever can pick the other person up higher wins and the loser cooks dinner tonight." I say and he laughs scratching his beard.

    "That was so random and I doubt you can pick me up so okay, you can try first." He laughs and I hug him trying to pick him up but fail and pout.

    "Your turn." I say fake pouting.

    Suddenly without any other word he picks me up with one arm tossing me over his shoulder. I squeal as he spins me and puts me down as the cab arrives and we both get in.