Curses And Kisses ;Book One (Jacksepticeye x Reader)

Everything's Alright

               "Sean! Stop!" I giggled. Running away from Sean. "Come back!" He chuckled. I quickly ran into Baby Buy, a place for pregnant women to buy things for there newborns. I kept looking behind me to see if Sean was on my tail, but he wasn't. I bumped into someone, "I'm sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going." She giggled, "(Y/N). Don't worry about it." I looked at her, "Amy? What are you doing here?" "Ha. Nothing. Just looking around." She fixed her hair  and turned back to the shelf she was currently looking at, pregnancy test. "Um Amy. Whatcha doing looking at pregnancy test?" I asked. She grabbed a box, "Don't tell Mark. Not yet anyways." I nodded, "I won't. But Sean will. Here, let me buy them. Sean will know something is up if your looking at them." I took the box from her hands, "Just. If Sean sees you, tell him that I sent you to look for baby clothes." She nodded and ran off. I sighed, "Really Mark? She's just an innocent girl." "What happened?" Sean asked, wrapping his arms around my waist, "Pregnancy Test?" "Yeah. I'm buying them for someone. Her name is..." I quickly made up a name, "Tiffany Dennis. Yeah, she wanted me to buy them for her. She was to embarrassed." He nodded, "That's Sweet of you. I'm going to go look at baby stuff." I waved and ran up to the cashier, paid, then tried to find Amy.
               "Here. I'll wait with you." I handed Amy the box. "Thanks again." She half smiled before heading into the store bathroom. I knocked on the door, "Text me when you get the results." "Okay." She replied. I walked over to Sean, who was looking at many baby clothes. "Princess. Look at this one." He held up one that had a small unicorn on it, "It's so adorable." I looked to my left, "That ones cute." Sean looked at it and laughed, "A four leaf clover? Just because we're naming her Ireland doesn't mean we make her like Ireland." I picked it up, "So? It's adorable." He sighed, "Fine. If you want it, we'll get it." The onesie was a bright green, with a little four leaf clover on it. "Oh! What about this one?" Sean held up on that read Daddy's Little Monster on it. I giggled and gently grabbed it from him, "I love it." Some tears started to develop in my eyes. "(Y/N)? What's wrong?" He asked, wiping away my tears. "We're having a baby Sean. A baby." I choked. He hugged me tightly, "I know. That's a wonderful thing. We got lucky." I quickly pulled away, " What if we have a miscarriage? Or she gets sick. Or she hates us! What are we going to do?" He kissed me lightly on my lips, I melted into it. Sean unconnected the kiss, "Nothing bad is going to happen. Everything is going to be fine. If she gets sick, we'll help her through it. If she hates us, she'll have to learn to love us, cause she'll be stuck in our house till she's 18. " "But. If I have a miscarriage, I'll blame my-" "We're not going to have a miscarriage (Y/N). I promise you that. And if we do, don't you dare blame yourself." He interrupted me. I nodded, "Sorry I was thinking like that." He kissed my forehead, "It's fine. Now. Let's look at more baby stuff!"
*Ding! Ding!* I looked down at my phone, It was Amy, she was calling me. "Hello?" "(Y/N)! I don't know what I'm going to do! I'm so scared! He's going to lea-" She was a full on sobbing mess. "Amy, calm down. Where are you in the store?" "I'm coming over to you guys now." "Amy! No, Sean's here." "I don't care anymore. I need some comfort!" And she hung up. I put my phone back in my pocket. "Who was that?" Sean asked, picking up some more baby toys and putting them into the cart. "Amy." I sighed, looking around trying to see any sign of her. "She sounded sad. What happe-" "Amy!" I cut him off and ran towards her, wrapping her into a huge hug. "He's going to leave me. We're not ready." She cried. I rubbed her back, "You don't know that. Mark's not like that. He's kind, he'll understand." "Amy? What's wrong?" Sean asked. Amy passed him an item she took out of her jacket pocket, the positive pregnancy test. He looked at it, "Amy...? Is this real?" She nodded. "You guys...are you ready for this? This responsibility? Parenthood?" Sean asked, handing it back to her. "Sean. Not now. Amy, how did you get here?" I asked, moving some hair out of her face. "Mark drove me. He's at Game Stop. He told me I could join him or walk around in some of the stores." Amy choked. We were at a strip mall, or many stores connected together to make a big mall. "Okay. We'll walk out there with you Amy." She nodded and hugged me again, "Thank you. Both." "We'll do anything to help." Sean smiled and hugged her.
We walked out of the mall, and Mark was by his car near the back of the parking lot. He smiled and waved us down, Sean waved back. I looked at Amy, "You can do this. We're here for you, even if he isn't." She nodded and jogged towards Mark. He welcomed her with open arms, she shook her head no.
.:Amy's POV.: (Yes, I just did that!)
Mark opened his arms out to me, I declined his warm hug. He looked me confused, "Amy? What's wrong." I shook my head, "Don't be mad." He looked so sad, and confused, "Did I do something wrong?" Tears we're starting to develop in both of our eyes. I dug into my pocket and pulled out the test, gripping it tightly. I didn't take my eyes off of his, I couldn't read them. He looked down at the test and took it from my hands. I bit my nails, tears slowly running down my face. "Is this real?" His voice cracked. "Dear god. I'm so sorry Mark." I thought. He looked back up at me, his face had mixed emotions, "Is this real!" I jumped a little, crying hard, "Yes. I-I'm sorry. I know. We're not ready. You have every right to leave me." He dropped the test and rubbed his face. "M-Mark. I'm sorry. We're not prepared." I choked. I looked over at Sean and (Y/N), she looked like she was going to cry.
Next thing I knew, I was being picked up, twirled around by Mark. "Amy! This is wonderful!" He laughed, placing me back onto the ground. He placed a gentle kiss onto my lips, and wrapped his arms around my waist. He pulled away, "This is...perfect." "Your not mad?" I wiped some of my tears away. "No! I'm not mad! How could I be!" He ran his hand through his dark brown hair, "I'm over the moon about this!" I kissed him again.
.:Reader's POV:.
They were kissing! Amy and Mark! Kissing! I squealed, "Their okay! Their happy! It's going to work out!" I kissed Sean passionately. He was a little surprised, but slowly snaked his arms around my waist. We pulled away. "It's going to be okay." I smiled.
We walked over to Mark and Amy, who were currently hugging and kissing. "Congrats Amy and Mark!" Sean patted Mark's back. "Yeah. Congrats Amyiplier!" I giggled. Amy looked at Mark, "Are you sure this is going to work out?" He kissed her cheek, "Of course. I promise."
               I jumped onto the couch, "Whata day!" Sean placed the bags nicely onto the coffee table, and stretched his back, "Sure was." I curdled up in a ball, "How come you weren't as surprised as he was?" "Well. Mark told me, not you. And. You weren't the happiest thing." He took his shoes off, and jumped next to me. "So? How excited were you anyways?" I asked. "Half and half." He placed a hand on my belly, and rested his head onto my shoulder, " I was happy I was getting another chance at parenting with my crush, and my girlfriend at the time. But also scared, because I didn't want the same thing that happened to Signe to happen to you." "But it didn't. We're five months, Sean. Four more months to go." I smiled. "You scared?" The Irish man moved some hair out of my face. "Pft. No." I lied, "Yes. Are you?" He shook his head, "No. Because I know you and the baby will be fine. Now come on. Let's get to bed." "No. Let's just stay here. I'm comfortable." I begged. He sighed, "Fine. Night Princess." "Night." I yawned.
        .:Sean's POV:.
      I woke up from screaming. "(Y/N)?" I leaned up, Mark just busted into my room, "Sean. (Y/N)'s in labor." I jumped up, "Then we've got to get her to the hospital!" "We're snowed in! She  has to have Ireland here." Mark demanded. "That's unsafe!" I looked down, I'm in my bed? "How did I get here?" I asked, throwing on a t-shirt and pants. "That doesn't matter! I need help to deliver!" Mark ran back.
            (Y/N) was sweating, pale, and in pain. "S-Sean?" She cried. I moved some hair out of her face, "I'm here. Don't worry." "Something's wrong. Something doesn't feel right." She gripped onto the couch cushions. "(Y/N). You need to push." Mark stated sweetly. "N-no! We need to go to the hospital! It's not safe here!" (Y/N) yelled. "I know. But you'll get sick if you don't give birth. You have to." Mark ordered. She nodded. Here we go.
              She didn't make it. Neither of them did. I was a sobbing mess onto the couch, "This isn't real. This can't be happening." "Sean...I'm sorry." Mark cried. Golden dust filled the room, "I'm here! Where's my daughter and my beautiful granddaughter?" It's was King Warfstache. I looked up at him, "They didn't make it." He looked Heart broken, "What? W-what do you mean?" "She died. Then shortly after, Ireland died." "It's all your fault." He muttered. "What?" I asked. "It's your fault she's dead!" He yelled. "N-No! It's not!"
            I jerked upwards, "It's not my fault!"
      .:(Y/N)'s POV:.
     I rubbed my eyes, "W-What? Sean? What's wrong?" Sean looked over to me, "Your alive! Your okay!" His eyes went to my belly, "Ireland's okay?" I nodded, "Yes. We're both fine." He sighed, "Thank god. It's just a nightmare." "What happened?" I asked, rubbing his back in slow circles. "You were in labor. But we were snowed in, so we couldn't go to the hospital. You died. And Ireland. Your father came, and he blamed me for your death. Then I woke up." He wiped his eyes. I kissed his cheek, "That's not going to happen. I promise. Now. Let's get back to bed. Come on." I stood up from the couch and offered Sean a hand. He took it, picked me up bridal style, and carried me upstairs.
               Going back to sleep was difficult for me, Sean? Not so much. He cuddled me and passed out. Am I going to be okay? Will I die? Will Ireland make it? So many thoughts were going through my head. I placed a hand on my stomach and rubbed it slowly, Everything's Alright. She's going to be fine, Sean's going to be fine. And I will be fine. Everything will be perfect. I we'll be a BIG happy family.