You deserve a break Mina. Have fun and take care of yourself <33 If you're willing, can I have my part of the gift with a Jack the Ripper fic? Maybe reader-chan going on a date with him?
Dating is something Jack was alienated about. He was never really interested in women. At least when it came to having physical contact with one in some kind of love. However, he will never forget how he met you that day. You came out of a flower shop and held a rather large bouquet of roses in your small tender hands. This bouquet was probably intended for someone who means a lot to you. In addition, Jack noticed your extremely graceful behavior and appearance. Your flida-colored frilly dress, which was tied around your waist with a white bow, caressed your lovely figure like a cashmere veil. You wore your hair tied in a bun on each side, which you apparently also fastened with two bows. Your friendly manner towards the saleswoman was unique and your smile shone brighter than every single ray of sunshine. Jack couldn't take his eyes off you so his feet automatically led him in your direction. The closer he got to you, the more clearly he could smell your lovely scent of jasmine and orange, which completely confused his senses. For the first time in his life he had a truly serious interest in a woman. But even before he was within reach of you, he had to realize much to the spoiling of his mood that you were being harassed by another man. Jack could immediately see that the whole situation made you uncomfortable. He could see how you had tried to make it clear to the man on a friendly basis that you were not interested and that he should please leave you alone. But apparently niceness wasn't possible with this creature because the man had no intention of letting go of you, which Jack recognized at the latest when he grabbed your shoulder and made obvious advances towards you. Jack didn't know at that moment why he was doing what he was doing, but before you or your oppressor could react, Jack grabbed your wrist and pulled you close to his body and took a protective stance towards you. You didn't know exactly what had happened, but you were more than relieved that someone came to your aid.
Jack looked at you with a warm smile. "Is everything alright young lady? Please forgive me for coming to your rescue so late, but I didn't want to give the impression that you were a weak woman. Forgive my dubious behavior." You didn't know what was happening to you, but this was the first time a man had spoken to you so respectfully. Your heart warmed and although you didn't know this man, your inner voice told you to trust him. Not to mention what a beautiful gentleman he is. "No, no. I have you to thank for your rescue. You came like a saving angel sent from God." As you conversed with your rescuer, your harasser felt ignored, causing him to lose his complete composure. "Hey old man, pull off! I've reserved the little one. So get your paws off her..-" Even before the irritated man could speak any further, Jack grabbed his collar and threw him a dark and menacing look. "Excuse me Sir, but I don't think you fully understand that this young lady doesn't belong to anyone. The next time you put your hand on her will be the last time you have hands." Too intimidated by Jack's menacing aura, the man retreated and sought to flee. As Jack was about to set off again, a tender little hand grabbed his sleeve. When he looked around he saw your beautiful face and your bright smile. "Thank you for your help Sir. As a small thank you, may I invite you for tea?" Ahhh. There it was again. That unfamiliar feeling in Jack's stomach when he sees you and hears you speak. "I'd love to, young lady." "You can call me (name), Sir." With a smile he replied: "And you can call me Jack."
This incident was now 6 months ago. Jack and you have been a couple ever since. It was an unfamiliar situation for both of you as neither he nor you had any experience of love. But the more you spent time together, the more you realized that neither of you wanted to be without the other. Of course, you didn't know anything about Jack's identity as a serial killer, and Jack never planned to inform you about it. After all, you're the only person in his life he doesn't care how your body looks covered with the red color of blood.
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