Let me in (Jacksepticeye x Introvert!Reader)

Chapter 20

Your Pov~~

'WHAT THE HEEEEEELLLLL!'

I think as I scream into my pillow.

"Hey, casual or formal?" I hear Jack call, I just tell to go casual but nice and he went to the bathroom.

'Never again' I think. I start feeling anxious again.

'What if he thinks I'm ugly? Or fat? Maybe I'm not good enough for him, I shouldn't even know him, let alone talk to him, have him in my house, now he's seen me semi-naked. Maybe I should just cancel and let him leave. I don't deserve anyone, what have I done for the world? I'm supposed to be 'forever alone' but this amazing guy walks into my life and I stuffed up'

So many more thoughts rush through my head as I start to hyperventilate.

A small voice in my head shouts at me. 'Hoodie! Hoodie!'

I don't waste a second to get my hoodie on. I don't even spare an extra second to get my arms through, my head is through so it'll be alright.

I pull the strings tight as soon as my head is in. Then I collapse on the floor and....breath.

'Calm down (Y/n), your fine. No one can think that you aren't gorgeous. Not even yourself, because you won't allow it.'

I calm as I speak to myself.

'Did you see his face? His pale skin looked like a sunburn, that doesn't happen when people arn't flustered. He got flustered, over you; you. Any guy can look at a semi-naked girl at a pool and be unfaised, but it was you and he was clearly fased'

I continue blurting these things at myself as I pull off the hood and look at myself in the mirror. I.....accept myself. Better yet, I feel proud right now. Even if it's not one hundred percent of the time, I'll remember that I've seen myself as who I really am. A potato. But a stylish one that came outta the oven smoken hot.

Jack's irish. He loves potatoes.
#Potatoes4Life

After getting dressed in my outfit, I head to the bathroom to freshen up on my deoderant.

Opens door. AH! Abs!

"WOAH-" "Taken turns are we? Can't resist me?"

I slam the door shut. "Sorry Jack, I forget that I'm not alone."

He pulls the door open and smiles at me. Good Golly he's shirtless.
"Well, I'll just have to make you remember" He chuckles a little as I stare. Then I slam one of my hands over my eyes, much like Jack did.

"Naughty Leprechaun"
"Hey!" He yells at me. I giggle and pull my hand from my face. He had his shirt on now.

"I'm pretty sure leprechauns don't have these!" He flexes.

I roll my eyes and walk around him.

"I hear that Markipliers are better~" I whisper. And then close the door on him.

"MY SOCKS!"