A Sight For A Sore Septic Eye - Jacksepticeye x Reader

Unexpected

Story dedicated to Yoongi_dun . c:

It all started off like any usual day for Sean. He woke up, got dressed, brushed his teeth, combed his unnaturally colored hair, and ate breakfast. Everything seemed natural. Nothing seemed bizarre or out of the ordinary. He continued performing his normal daily deeds until a small little voice inside the capitulum of the green-haired man began to chirp at him.

'Sean, you're living alone. In a huge ass house. You have countless amounts of money. You're lonely. But you're Jacksepticeye, damn it.'

At least that's what people referred to him on YouTube. He wasn't called by his real name that much by his fans. He didn't really mind that though. Well, maybe just a little. The voice continued to lecture the YouTuber as if it had its own little mind.

'...So maybe you should.. Get something you haven't acquired in years..?'

Sean agreed with the voice, visibly nodding his head and placing his thumb and finger on his chin as if he were in deep thought.

The voice is right. I do acquire something. Something important. Something almost every man has admired and desperately been wanting from the beginning of time... How could I have been so blind?

"You're right.." Sean murmured aloud. If someone were to see the man they'd either think he was plagued with the disorder, schizophrenia or just insane for talking to absolutely nothing, and be thrown in a mental hospital with no hesitation. He grinned as he came to realize how stupid he was for not having this in possession earlier.

"I need a..." He closed his eyes dramatically as he bowed his head, acting as though he were performing for a scene in a drama series.

Regardless Sean could not see the small little voice that always yapped at him in random scenarios, he believed it was rolling its eyes at him in annoyance.

'Sean, quite being melodramatic and just spit it out already.'

"...a tub of Nutella! God, I haven't had one of those in weeks! Practically months!"

One could see the voice practically face-palming itself. Sean wore a toothy grin plastered among his face as he sped out the door, faster than his legs could carry him. This was gonna be one hell of a day.

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Utterly breathless and overworked, Sean's blue orbs gawked at the store before him. He didn't expect it to take so long to run to the nearest store. But, it was for Nutella so it was worth the workout. The man trudged toward the entrance of the building, fighting the sore pain that came from his legs. He walked around aimlessly, eyes darting around the area in hopes of finding what he went there for.

His head twisted every which way, not aware of what was in front of him, which was a person. The other being didn't seem to notice him either. And then that's what caused the two knuckleheads to slam into each other. The collision caused Sean to fall back on his rear. It didn't feel very comfortable.

Sean raised his head, ready to apologize to the person he had bumped into, only to freeze as his orbs gazed up at you. All access to reality seemed to pour out of Sean's mind as he watched you raise up from the ground you had been sitting on, dusting off dirt on your jeans.

His irises travelled down your figure from your doll-like face, to your slim frame, and all the way down to your long pretty legs. Crimson red tinged the Irish man's checks. He's never seen someone so attractive before.

He flinched when he looked up and caught your (E/C) orbs beaming at him innocently, your head tilted to the side, arm extended. He gawked at you, then your hand, then back at you again, cheeks burning madly and heart pounding rapidly in chest.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry! Here, let me help you up." Even your voice was pretty. Well, at least to his ears.

He had no idea what to say. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

How do you talk again? Shit. She's so stunning.. I can't just leave her hanging! Damn it, Sean. Say something! Anything! Just open your damn mouth and let words come out! She's staring at you, come on do it!

"I- I- uh- you're very... I- I mean..! N-No thank y- wait! I mean... O-Okay." Sean hadn't stuttered that much in his entire life. He felt his whole face heat up as he lifted his hand and allowed you to pull him up. You giggled at the blushing Irish man, and placed a hand on his shoulder in a friendly manner. Sean jumped in surprised, not expecting you to have done that.

"Hey, you alright, buddy?" The Irish YouTuber nodded, crimson still tainted on his cheeks.

He was surprised you hadn't recognized him as Jacksepticeye, the YouTuber with millions of subscribers. Perhaps you didn't watch him?

"I'm glad your alright- er-"

"S-Sean." He stuttered, practically sweating bullets. You flashed him a smile.

"Nice to meet you, Sean. I'm (Y/N)."

(Y/N).. What a pretty name.. Almost as pretty as she is...

The Irish YouTuber's heart skipped a beat as his eyes locked with yours. He began to get lost in them, and he even swore he saw a whole galaxy in them. You seemed to flail a bit as you tore your eyes away from his, lowering your head and then raising it again with a toothy grin plastered on your face.

"Well, uh, Sean.. I have to get going... Er- It was nice bumping into you though." You said, seeming to be in some sort of rush. He didn't see you carrying anything in your hands, which was odd. Why did you even go to the store? To just loiter?

You flashed him a wink before implying, "Nice hair by the way, dude."

And then you were off, not even giving the flustered man an opportinity to even say a bidding goodbye to you. Sean just stood there, face completely flushed with crimson red as several thoughts bounced around in his head.

What just happened? Why do I feel like this? Why am I bushing? Wait I'm blushing!? ...That was totally unexpected.

But there was one that kept taunting him over and over and over again.

Will I ever see her again?