The author's note : Just to say it, I'm not really good to describes rooms, so I'll post images of what the room looks like in the story. I hope you don't mind, reader-chan. Oh and for the haircut, I won't precise it because... well, I have short hair for a girl and when I read ''x reader''s and the authors wrote "y/h/c" but in the end you're supposed to have long hair, it pisses me off. I won't put it in my story, so everyone will be happy XD. Anyway, enjoy the story.

You looked at yourself in the mirror next to the bed. Your (H/c) hair was a mess but you didn't really cared about it. You walked toward the bedroom door and stepped out. The bedroom was right in front of the staircase, you had just to go downstairs and to turn to your left so you could join Sokolova in the kitchen. You carefully went downstairs and made it to the bottom. The wall of the house was all painted in off-white. There wasn't a lot of furniture in the house, but there was small decorations, some pictures of the couple and other furniture like a table or a couch. You entered the kitchen and were greeted by a tall man. His brown hair was pulled in a ponytail, showing his beautiful green eyes. He smiled at you and went back to his cooking.

- How are your injuries? He asked, his back still facing you.

-It's fine... I guess.

The young man giggled at your comment, reporting his attention to his cooking. You sat on the brown chair as you kept your eyes on the busy man. The kitchen was larger then the rest of the rooms in the house. Sokolova entered the kitchen and smiled at you.

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-I see that my clothes suits you perfectly! She said while sitting next to you.

-So ! Do you have any questions you wanted to ask me?

-First of all, who are you and how did I get here ?

She looked at her husband who, while you were talking with Sokolova, had finished his cooking. Then, he put three plates on the small table and sat next to his wife. He nodded and after that, she started to speak.

-I will be first then. You already know my name, but in case you forgot, my name is Sokolova Londerkov. I'm 26 years old and I'm from Belarus!

-Hi I'm Romeo, I'm 31 years old and well...I'm born in this country, so I'm Irish. Nice to meet you! He said while giving you his biggest smile.

You looked over at your plate and started to eat the meal they gave you.

-I'm (Y/n). I'm 22 years old. I'm Irish but I was born in (your country). When I was 5 years old, my family moved in Ireland because of my father's job. (If you're already born in Ireland, you don't have to change it). Finishing your plate, you looked over them.

-Nice to meet you.

After you three had cleaned the dishes, they guided you to the mainroom. You sat on the smallest couch as they sat on the bigger one next to yours. There was a moment of silence before someone talked.

-For the question on how you got here, the answer is that my husband found you laying on the ground while he was walking home from his job.

-You were bleeding and looked almost dead, I couldn't let you die so I took you home with me and explained everything to my wife.

You thought for a second, remembering the blue hoodie you found that night. However, you noticed that when you woke up you didn't had it on you, not that you really cared about it but if someone lost it, you wanted to -at least- give it back to its owner.

-Where's the hoodie I was wearing ?

Romeo stand up and walked upstairs. You looked at the man as he disappeared in the hallway.

-The hoodie you were wearing was covered in blood, so we took it and cleaned it for you! Can I ask you a question?

You nodded as your attention went back to the blonde haired woman. You wouldn't admit it, but you found the young woman quite pretty. Her shoulder length blonde hair looked like golden hair under the light, with her icy blue eyes and her pink dress, she looked like a princess.

-How did you get this hoodie? I mean... who gave it to you?

You tried to remember what happened that night. You being injured, the running, the friendly tree, the irish man and after that, you running again. You realized after what seemed to be eternity, that you were walking in circles. You walked toward the tree again, the same one when you first got here, and there it was. The blue object, laying on the ground next to your friend. You remembered looking around to see who might've lost it, but nobody was around, you decided to wear it and felt the warmth of the blue piece of clothing. As you were remembering that night, your thoughts kept going back to the Irish guy. You tried to remembered how he looked like, even if you didn't clearly saw him. You soon found out that the owner of the hoodie was the same guy who tried to helped you that night.

- I don't know, the only thing I know is that the one who put the hoodie next to the tree is a guy.

Her eyes grew bigger. She looked at you shocked, like if she saw a ghost.

-OH MY GOD, YOU SAW JACKSEPTICEYE !

-Who ?

- Jacksepticeye.

- Jack...sept... What ?

She paused for a second, looking at you with her mouth opened. In the same time, Romeo came back with the blue hoodie in his hands. He gave it to you and sat back next to his beloved wife. "What's so special about a blue hoodie, is that because of that Jacksepticeye guy ?" you thought, as you examined the clothe carefully. Looking at her, you decided to gave her the hoodie. However, she smiled at you and declined the offer saying that you should keep it, that it was a precious gift someone gave to you. You nodded at her as you put the hoodie on.

-Jacksepticeye is a gaming youtuber, along with his best friend Markiplier. Together... they are the best gaming youtubers I know.

-What's a youtuber?

- It's someone that, for fun or for their job, makes video, about whatever they want, on Youtube, that's why they're called youtubers. Youtube, however, is a place where you can upload videos and post them online so that everyone could enjoy it.

It's wasn't Sokolova who spoke this time but Romeo.

With his naturally calm voice, he explained to you everything about Youtube and what you could do with it. And with that, your journey passed with a little bit of light in your dark existence.

Author note : Thanks to my amazing friend who helped me correct the text