Always Watching. Jacksepticeye AU

Chapter 5

It's 2:45am and it's way too hot to sleep so I'm updating :)

A couple of days passed and Jackieboy Man's health was deteriorating rapidly. By the end of the week, he could barely keep his eyes open and he couldn't control when he fell asleep. Henrik couldn't find anything wrong with him so Marvin thought he'd take the matters into his own hands.

It was a spell that was highly dangerous for the chanter. It could easily backfire and send all of the energy back into Marvin at such as fast pace that his body might have struggled to hold it but he had to try. He couldn't bear to see his friend in such a weak state.

So, when Jackieboy Man was asleep, he placed his hands on his chest. He uttered the foreign words and scrunched his eyes shut, focusing all of his energy into the palm of his hands. He held back a groan as his body shook and power transferred into the hero. Jackieboy Man's eyes snapped open and Marvin backed away, unsure of whether it worked.

"What did you do?" Jackieboy Man asked, his breathing heavy. He had a hand over his heart that was pounding fast inside his chest.

"I used a spell... to make you feel better. How are you feeling?"

"The most awake I've been in a long time." Jackieboy Man grinned, standing up. His legs felt like jelly since he hadn't used them in a while but eventually he managed to walk. The first thing he did was go downstairs to the kitchen and get some coffee.

Marvin watched as the hero filled up his cup and sat down at the kitchen table. "I think I know what's wrong with you..." Marvin murmured, eyes focused on the table rather than his friend. "You've always gained power based on how much people know you, correct?"

"Yeah but I don't see why that has anything to do-"

"People are starting to learn about Markiplier. They love him so maybe he's draining all of the power from you. It would make sense, wouldn't it? This all started when he came along."

"That's stupid." Jackieboy Man took a sip of his coffee, almost immune to the burning sensation it caused.

"I don't know, Jackie... It might be worth trying to build up your reputation and seeing what happens. My power won't last for long and then you'll end up bed-ridden again."

-

Jackieboy Man's eyelids were heavy but he had to stay alert. A villain was right in front of him, a knife in his hand. The knife already had traces of red on it from whoever his last victim had been and Jackieboy Man really didn't want to be next. Jackieboy Man was exhausted. He couldn't move quick enough and he couldn't keep up with his enemy's moves.

He was slow. Weak. Tired.

He was too exhausted to push the enemy off of him when he tackled him to the ground; instead, he let his eyes fall shut. He was going to die, wasn't he?

-

Tyler was straight. He was actually straight... but why was he sitting, lip locked with another boy if he was straight? He didn't even push him away. Instead, he thread his hand into the boy's blue hair whilst Connor's hands roamed his chest underneath his shirt. They pulled apart and stared into each other's eyes, breathless.

"Shit..." Tyler mumbled, realising what had happened. "I need to go." He then scrambled to pick up his bag and fled. He was not gay and there was no chance he was going to let the kissing escalate.

As much as he wanted it to.

-

Jackieboy Man's eyes slowly opened to reveal a blurry, bright light. He blinked a couple of times and let his eyes adjust until he could see almost clearly. He sat up and scanned his surroundings to see a doctor and... Markiplier? Jackieboy Man immediately panicked about his identity, his breathing heavy.