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

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

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¡COMPLETED!! 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 he was going across seas, 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." ¡SMUT AND CURSING!!
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You're a 25 year old artist who lives by yourself in Brighton UK. You don't have much time for people since you're trying to make a name for yourself and not be a "starving artist." But one person catches your interest, and apparently you caught their interest too. And that person would be Seán William McLoughlin. "I was worried about you." He finally said and pulled away to look me in the eyes. "I thought you had gotten hurt or something." I sighed. "Sorry about that..." I mumbled and hung my head. He took my chin in his hand and lifted my head up so I looked into his eyes. "There's nothing to be sorry for, but please, tell me when you're hurting. I'm here for you." I was trapped in his eyes, like I was being hypnotized. "that's what friends are for right?" He quickly added. "Yeah..." i wish we were more than friends though. I wanted to add, but couldn't. ~cover made my me!~

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