The Popstar and the Bodyguard | Septiplier

"Who are you?" A deep voice asks in question. I glance up for a half second and turn my attention back to my phone. I send one last text and shut my phone off, sliding it into the back pocket of my newer black skinny jeans. I turn my face back up to the person who was standing in front of me, waiting for a response.
I get a good look at the guy. His chiseled chin and slight stubble resting on it. His perfect jawline compliments his scruff too. This person's vibrant red hair that sits lightly on top of the trimmed natural black hair. The exact same style as mine yet the color of mine is a vibrant green. His muscular build is outlined through the thinnest black T-shirt. I never thought someone could make a solid colored t-shirt look so.... Well.. not plain. He is slightly taller than me and looks around my age, Mid 20's.
His deep brown eyes look at me, awaiting an answer.
"I am Seán William McLoughlin. Stage name: Jacksepticeye."
I pull my black leather wallet out of my front pocket and open it up to my license. I hold it out to him, peering up at him through the top of my Aviator's. A small smirk starts to spread onto his face as he looks at me. What looks like amusment fills his brown orbed eyes.

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This book has strong language and has slight lemon. It does include sensitive topics but nothing to do with depression, abuse, or selfharm. Just foul language and smutty moments.
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Ranking:
#4 in Markiplier 12-23-2018 😮
#4 in YouTube 12-30-2018 😮!!
#3 in Septiplier 1-13-2018 😮
#2 in Septicplier 12-20-2018
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{Jul 11, 2018 - ∅}
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