|Run Away With Me| (A Jacksepticeye x Reader)

Chapter 25

Happy Thanksgiving!! Hope you all get a turkey-coma! 😂

Your POV

When I woke up, I took a deep breath in, smelling all sorts of good smells. I sat up freely, nothing stopping me midway. My eyebrows furrowed and I looked around the bed, seeing that Jack wasn't there. I scratched my head and stood up, put on a bra and some shorts, then made my way towards the smell.

I went down the stairs, soft music filling my ears now. I end up in the kitchen, the smell and the music being louder now. (You know how some old people say, "Oh, that perfume had a loud smell." It just means that the perfume has a strong smell. I'm using the word loud once, but it has two meanings. 👌) I took a deep breath again, the smell of turkey and ham filling my nose. I smiled and sighed, then actually looked around the kitchen, seeing Jack and Mark cooking or chopping something up, their hips swaying with the best of the music.

I went over to Jack, snaking my arms around his waist from behind. "Good morning, babe." I kissed his cheek, making him smile.

I heard Mark scoff, so I looked over at him, seeing his mouth open and his hands on his hips. "No 'Good morning, Bub!' for me?!?" He screeched dramatically, making me giggle.

"Good morning, Bubby! How are you feeling?" I asked in a high pitched tone, making Jack laugh.

Mark nodded and took his hands off his hips, going back to whatever he was cutting, "Good morning, sis! I'm doing great, thanks for asking!"

I let out a small chuckle, shaking my head as I turned back to Jack, looking at what he was doing. He had a baked turkey in a pan, taking the bones out of it. "Why did you bake a turkey?" I asked, honestly confused.

He raised an eyebrow at me, continuing to rip the bones out of the baked carcass. "It's Thanksgiving in America today, isn't it?"

"Oh shit... I forgot." I shrugged, giving up hope on my memory. "I guess a lot of people are going to be coming here, since that's a huge ass turkey?"

Mark chuckled, "Yeah, Ethan, his new girlfriend, Mika, Katheryn, and Tyler are coming over."

I clapped as I slightly jumped up and down, "I can't wait to meet Ethan's girlfriend he's had for 6 months that I didn't know about until a little while ago!" I squealed, my voice lowering as I spoke.

Mark laughed and pointed at me, "I knew since week one! HA!" He stuck his tongue out at me, his nose crinkled up.

I rolled my eyes, "Well, fuck you then."

Jack laughed and kissed my forehead, causing me to smile. Jack tapped the turkey a few times and looked at me, "I need help with this, if you don't mind."

I nodded and helped him the best I could, holding the turkey as he literally ripped the bones out of it. Chica, Marks dog, (that needs to be mentioned more in this book) came running into the kitchen, Henry, Marks other dog, (who also needs to be mentioned more) chasing after her.

Chica stopped at Jack's feet, Henry bumping into her, then sat down. Jack looked over at Mark with a suspicious look, seeing he was distracted by the music and his task of cutting up whatever he's been cutting, Jack took two small bones and gave one to each dog, then shewing them away. I laughed softly, shaking my head. "Shhh." Jack said, holding a finger to his lips.

I smiled and nodded, then Jack kissed my cheek.

.•*Time Skip*•.

We got most of the cooking done within two hours, since the turkey, which always takes the longest to bake, was done. We had all types of food, some like turkey (I've typed that way too much) , ham, stuffing, mashed potatoes, brown gravy, Kings Hawaiian Sweet Rolls (they're the fucking bomb.com, man), and yams (*vomits in mouth while typing the disgusting word*), along with some other food.

I took a deep breath, enjoying the smell of the all the food combined. Mark sighed happily, looking at the work we had accomplished within three-four hours. Jack wrapped his arms around my waist from behind me, resting his chin on my shoulder softly.

"It was a lot of hard work, but it'll pay off. Hell, we'll probably have leftovers for a little while." I said, placing my hands on Jack's.

I felt him nod, "Yep..."

(Sadness incoming... *sighs* Continue, you'll understand.)

My eyebrows furrowed, 'Jack doesn't sound happy... I wonder what's wrong?'

I turn around in his arms, placing mine behind his neck and tip toeing my way up to his ear, "Is something wrong, baby?" I whispered quietly.

Jack's grip tightened, his chin going onto the back side of my shoulder, pulling me closer to him. I felt him nod once, then a quiet sniffle. I pulled back from him, seeing that his eyes were watering. I took his hand and led him upstairs gently, taking him to my room.

I shut the door behind us, then we both sat down on my bed. I took his hands into mine, his eyes only watering more when he looked down. A tear slowly rolled down his cheek as he looked down, so I wiped it off with the pad of my thumb. My hand rested on his jaw, then I gently made him look at me.

"Seán... What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

He sniffled and engulfed me in a tight, sad but passionate hug. "I have to leave for Ireland in a few days." He said, his voice cracking.

I felt my eyes water, realizing that my boyfriend that I loved dearly was going across sea, hundreds of miles away. I hugged him tighter, our tears soaking the others shirt. "W-What... am I going to do without y-you?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. "I'm going to miss you so much."

He pulled back a little, a look of realization on his face. "You might not have to miss me."

My eyebrows knitted together and I shook my head violently, "Of course I'm going to miss you, why wouldn't I?"

A small smile formed on his face, but stray tears that were left in his eyes ran down his cheeks when he blinked.

"Run away with me."

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