Jacksepticeye x reader

So Many People

The curtain lifted to me sitting on the edge of the stage with my legs crossed and hands over my top knee. I turned on my mic and said my intro.

"Hello my little insomniacs!"

An ear-bleeding amount of screams came through and I laughed. They calmed down and I continued with my panel.

"So since I'm only one doing this panel, unlike Markiplier's panel, he actually has friends, I'll be doing a Q&A"

They laughed at the joke while I got up and sat on the chair on the stage. I sat down on the chair and put my elbows on the tops of my knees and folded my hands together. They calmed down and got in a line behind the microphone by the stage. the first one up was a girl about 13 years old. Her hands shook a little as she spoke.

"My question is, what do you like to do when you're not doing YouTube?"

"That's an excellent question. I love to write. Writing stories are my second life. Thank you."

She nodded and walked back to her seat. The next person came up and they asked a weird question.

"I have a question that my friend asked me to ask you. It's are you single?"

I got up from my seat and sat down where I started the panel and leaned towards him.

"Why does your friend want to know?"

"Um..."

"But to answer your question, yes, I'm single."

They nod and walk back to their seat while I go back to mine. The next person comes up and it was also a weird question.

"First off, I love your videos, second off, do you like anyone? If so, are they here, if not, good luck."

"First, thank you. Second, It's kind of hard to explain. I think I'm developing feelings for them, but I'm not sure about it. I like them as a friend for now, but maybe he'll like me back someday. And yes, he's in this room."

They nod and walk back to their seat. The people keep coming, and I answer their questions as much as possible. The last person came up and asked the last question before I ended the panel.

"My question is, how do you feel about so many people being here, staring at you?"

I look at them and back at everybody. It was anxiety-inducing, but I kept it in.

"I just think that I'm back in my studio, in front of my camera doing another video. But it is amazing that I have these many people that doesn't mind that I rant while I do lets plays. Thank you."

"No, thank you!"

I laugh and they go back to their seat. I finish off the panel by saying my outro and waving while going off stage. I go backstage and see Sean sitting cross legged and holding the giant Sam with his head on it, asleep. I make sure everybody had left and made him wake up.

"GET UP SEAN, YOU IRISH GREEN BEAN!"

He shoots up with Sam still in his arms and I laugh until he mumbles something. I calm down and stand up straight, I see Mark and Sean glaring daggers at each other. Sean had put down the Sam, so I picked it up and brought it down on both Mark and Sean's heads. They both ducked down on impact and I put the Sam with the others. They both look at me and I raise my eyebrows.

"Whatever you were arguing about, stop it and hug me, my anxiety's kicking in."

Sean was the first on to hug me. He enveloped me with himself and I relaxed at his touch. Before he let go, he kissed my forehead again and let go. I smiled faintly, but it disappeared when he got glares from Mark. I hugged Mark, but even though he hugged back, I could feel that he was jealous. I let go and he kissed my cheek and got glares from Sean. I shrugged in my head and I picked up my bag. I put both Sams in my bag and put it on my back after I closed it. I pick up the Tims, but Mark takes them.

"I'll carry them for you. Say, we never got your name."

"It's (y/n)."

I pick up the Sam, but Sean takes it. I smile and make the trek of going through the crowd of people. I signed some papers, got gifts, got hugs, and overall, I got a good vibe from all of my fans. A lot of people asked why Mark and Sean were following me with their plushies, and I said that they were being gentlemen.

I got to my car and opened the back to let them put in their plushies. Mark put his plushies in, but Sean just hopped in beside the giant Sam.

"What are you doing, Sean," Mark asked.

"I thought that maybe (y/n) would want to hang out with me. Do you," he asked while looking into my soul.

"Yeah! But you're going in the front seat."

He hopped out and got in the passenger seat and I handed him my rucksack. Mark hugged me again, but gave no kiss. I wasn't sad about it, but I wanted to ask.

"Mark," I asked. He turned to me and I continued.

"What happened to you and Amy?"

His face dropped and he told me.

"We broke up. We got into fights more and more often, even about the smallest things, so we decided that it would be in the best of our interests that we would find someone else. I've been missing her so much. I want her back, but I don't. I don't know what to do."

I hugged him and told him that everything will work out and he seemed to relax. I let go and went to the car. I waved before I got in and Mark waved back with a sad smile. I got in and felt for my phone in my pocket. It wasn't there, so I turned to Sean. It was in his hands, and he was typing something in. I look closer and he was putting in his number. I smile and poke his cheek playfully. He jumps and almost drops my phone. I laugh and he sighs, but with a blush forming.

I start driving towards my Airbnb and he asks me a question that I didn't expect.