Song for this chapter: God Syndrome nightcore
Sean's pov
How dare he?! I'm going to kick his ass! I dialed his phone number in.
1 ring
2 rings
3 rings
"Hello?" I heard his voice on the other line. "Felix! Where are you?" I asked him. "At the grocery store, why? Is something wrong with Y/n?" I bit my lip. "No, but she said she wants to see you." I seethed through clenched teeth. "Really? Okay, I'll be right over."
About an hour later.
"Y/n?! I'm here!" He shouted. I came up behind him and put a knife to his throat. "Ack!" "Touch her again and I will murder you, bastard!" I growled menacingly. "What are you talking about Sean?!" He exclaimed. "You know what I'm talking about you sick fuck!" I let go of him. "Just, get out." I said. "But-" I interrupted him. "I said GET OUT!!" I shoved him out and locked the door.
The next day
Y/n's pov
"Good morning Sean!" I chirped. "Unn...." He groaned. "I made breakfast!" I said. "Fine fine..." He grumbled sleepily. "Good morning Mark!" I said obviously pretty chipper. "Is it really already morning?" He asked. He sounded like he had a hungover. "I made coffee and break fast!" I told him. He got up. I had made eggs, toast and bacon. "This is delicious!" They said in sync with their mouths full. I laughed.
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Fiery Love~ A jacksepticeye X (Magical!)(Depressed!)Reader
FanfictionThis is a jacksepticeye x (Magical!)(Depressed!)reader where the reader has fire powers, and is struggling with depression and suicidal tendencies.
