Funny Seeing You Here

| Fanfic writer for Jacky Jack |+18| NOT ACTIVE

[jackharloww]

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Hello and welcome to my blog! I write fics about the wonderful Jack Harlow.

Grace Harlow and Nathaniel Harlow are OC children in my dadjack fics!!

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[minkdoll]

“She is more precious than jewels, and nothing you desire can compare with her.”

‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭3‬:‭15‬

[jackharloww]

YOURE BACK!!! 😭😭😭

Just popping in to say hiiii🥺🥺🥺❤️

[jackharloww]

Does this mean ur writing again?! Either way I’m so glad ur back

Unfortunately no…. I’m not fully back on tumblr 😕 I Just wanted to hop back on here and say hi and that I miss you guys ❤️

[jackharloww]

Gracie’s mom!?! You’re back!

Yeees omg I miss writing for Grace and Nate so so so much 😫😫😫😫

[jackharloww]

MY BABY UR HERE 😭😭😭😭

How u been???

I’ve been gooood!!!

Missed tumblr

[jackharloww]

I miss u so much 😭 pls say something

Hiiii🥺😫😫😫

[jackharloww]

I miss u so much 😭

Miss you guys too 😢

[vanwritesfan-fiction-deactivate]

Jack Harlow x reader. “You’re so cute!”

While Brooklyn took after you, Aaliyah was like Jack in so many ways. They were both big goofballs that loved to make the room laugh, selective (picky) eaters, and could fall asleep pretty much anywhere. You loved seeing the embodiment of the love of your life in your little girl, but for Jack, it came with a whole host of worries he was unprepared for.

Jack's vision issues had plagued him since he was born, and for the most part, he'd learned to adjust very well, but he never really thought that his lazy eye could be genetic.

As soon as your pediatrician mentioned that Aaliyah was showing early signs of Amblyopia as an infant, Jack was concerned. You tried to reassure him that it was just a chance, and as soon as she was old enough you put her in vision therapy which helped a lot, but when Aaliyah turned five, you and Jack decided it was best for her to get an eye patch to help with development.

Jack had bad memories of being teased for his eye patch when he was growing up, so when the day came to take Aaliyah to the optometrist, he was a nervous wreck.

Jack was uncharacteristically quiet the morning of the appointment. He was already in the car as you were getting Aaliyah ready and said goodbye to Brooklyn who was staying behind with her grandparents.

He white knuckled the steering wheel on the drive there, a hand on your thigh squeezing erratically as he glanced at Aaliyah in the rearview mirror, who was blissfully unaware of what was going on.

"Jack." You patted his hand affectionately a couple of times, bringing his attention to you. "Sorry." He tried to pull away, but you held his hand there with your own. "No need to apologize. I'm nervous too." He gave you a soft smile as he pressed a kiss to your knuckles.

The first part of the appointment was spent explaining more about Aaliyah's condition, and why the eye patch was going to be beneficial for her. Aaliyah was quickly getting anxious, unable to sit still, so the receptionist took her to look at some new glasses, which she was also going to need.

"There's going to be a rough adjustment period." The optometrist explained that kids didn't always like wearing the eye patch, and knowing that Aaliyah was sensitive to change and new things, it might take longer for her to get used to it. You watched as Jack shifted uncomfortably in his seat, crushing the paperwork in his fist.

"Look, mama!" Aaliyah returned to the exam room with a pair of lavender purple glasses, complete with a strap to hold them in place. "Those are so pretty, Aaliyah. I love them." You tried to distract her from Jack who was visibly uncomfortable. He pushed his glasses up and pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache coming on from nerves.

"The next part will just be examining Aaliyah's eyes and fitting her for the eye patch." The doctor directed you to the exam chair, but as you tried to walk Aaliyah over, she hesitated, and ran over to Jack. "I don't wanna do it", she mumbled into Jack's hoodie, hiding her face in his neck.

Jack took a deep breath, and stood, holding his daughter in his arms. "C'mon, baby. We'll do it together." He sat down in the exam chair with Aaliyah in his lap. She started to cry as she saw all of the scary looking instruments in front of her. "Its too scarwy, daddy", she mumbled out between tears.

"Look, Daddy will do it first." Aaliyah watched as Jack took off his glasses and had his eyes examined by the doctor, and she quickly learned that she had nothing to fear. She sat perfectly still as the doctor took a look at her, holding Jack's hand the entire time. "You did such a good job, Liyah", Jack praised her, peppering her face with kisses, making her giggle.

All that was left to do was for Aaliyah to choose the eye patch design that she wanted. Jack walked her through all of her options while you held back, so happy that the appointment was going smoother than you anticipated. She finally decided on an Elsa one from her favorite movie Frozen, and only cried a little bit when they placed it on.

Brooklyn was waiting at the front door when you arrived home, and Aaliyah ran to her immediately, wrapping her arms around her sister. "Look, Brookie!" She pointed to her eye patch, a huge grin on her face. "I love it! You look so pretty! I love your glasses too." Brooklyn exclaimed to her sister, both of them rushing inside the house. Aaliyah spent the next couple of minutes telling Maggie and Brian all about how brave she was at her appointment.

As soon as the two of you were alone in the kitchen, Maggie and Brian having left with the girls to treat them to ice cream, you opened your arms to Jack who collapsed in your hold. "You did a good job, daddy."

"When she started crying, I thought I was gonna cry", he admitted, resting his forehead on your shoulder. You rubbed his back sympathetically, your other hand in his hair. "But you didn't, and now she knows she has nothing to be scared of."

He looked up at you, his face riddled with worry. "What if they tease her at school?"

"Something tell me her father isn't going to let that happen." Jack nodded in agreement. "Damn right."

"I've got something that I think will make you feel better. Your mom gave them to me." You ran out to the hallway and returned with an envelope. You pulled out a picture of a young Jack, no older than Aaliyah was now, with a cute Pokemon eyepatch over his left eye. "I think if you show these to Aaliyah, she'll feel even more confident about her new look. She looks up to you, babe. Your little mini-me."

Jack took the picture from you as he scratched at his jawline. "Ha! I forgot all about my Pokemon eye patch. I look pretty cool!" Jack was beaming, which made you smile. "You're so cute! You still are." You wrapped an arm around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss.

"Thank you, baby." Jack mumbled against your mouth before your lips connected again.

[jackharloww]

I loved this🥺😍

[jackharloww]

I miss you on here!!

🥺🥺🥺🥺😫

[jackharloww]

I hope you don’t delete this blog though 😭💔

I won’t !!!!

[nattinatalia]

Jack and the reader getting matching pajamas for a family photoshoot with Jacks family (maybe early stages of their relationship.)

A/N : It was supposed to be something short and simple, but once I started I couldn’t stop and now well, see for yourself Lmao I took it places it shouldn’t have but oh well 🤷🏻‍♀️ enjoyyyy 💕

It was always nerve wracking meeting your significant other's families and close friends, but it was more nerve-wracking when you were going home with your significant other for the holidays. It’s more intimate and it makes you know this was the right path into being in a serious relationship.

You and Jack have been dating almost a year now, even though you had already met his parents, grandparents, his brother and his close friends- the one’s that matter that is- it was still worrisome because it wasn’t just any holiday, it was Christmas Eve and if this isn’t as serious as it gets, you don’t know what was.

“Baby, seriously, relax.” Jack rubs at your shoulders, “You’ve met them all before and they love you.”

You sigh, “I know but I've never done the whole family picture thing.” you lift the pants to show him, “Nor the matching pajamas.”

“It’s just a picture and clothes.” he shrugs.

You raise your eyebrows at him, “It’s not and you know it. Unless you do this yearly with every other girl you bring home.” You shrug “I’ve heard the stories, thank you Grams Harlow.”

Jack chuckles, “Look at you showing your jealous side, I like it.” you roll your eyes and swat his arm, “Nothing to worry about baby, I promise you it’s just my parents and Clay, but also remind me to have a word with my grandmother, she needs to be on my team and tell you how much of a good guy I am.”

You snort, “She loves me more.”

There’s a quick knock to Jack’s childhood bedroom door, “She’s right you know?” his grandma yells, “I’m team YN, and if you ever hurt her, I’ll hunt you down.”

Jack shakes his head, “I believe you grams.” he goes to open the door for his grandma.

“Good” she nods and faces you. “Come on, Maggie and I did something and we want to know what you think of it.”

“Grandma, you can’t steal my girlfriend from me.”

You smile and head towards her, “It’s okay, I’m stealing her from you.”

********

Jack's mother and grandmother had made you hot chocolate, but just not any hot chocolate. It was your entire childhood, chocolate abuelita. They definitely made you feel all kinds of emotions since your grandmother would always make it for you during the cold weathers or the holidays.

“Is it good? Jackman called your grandma for us and she gave us some steps to follow.” Maggie asks you.

You blow on the mug, take a sip and sigh. “Oh yeah, this is definitely good.” You smile, “You ladies did a wonderful job.”

Making hot chocolate shouldn’t be a big deal to make right? Well in this case, not everyone makes their chocolate abuelita the same, some just add milk or water. But your grandma? She adds a whole lot of other things that make it one hundred times better.

“Alright.” Clay announces, “Let’s get this photoshoot out of the way.”

Maggie raises her eyebrows at her youngest “What’s the rush?”

“Jack wants to keep Y/N tradition of watching movies and playing board games. Apparently she does this with her siblings and parents.”

You blush and throw a glance to Jack, “We’re in your parents home, I have no problem doing things differently. Let’s have Christmas the Harlow’s way.”

Jack shakes his head “You’ll regret that.”

“JACKMAN.” Both his mom and grandmother yell.

You chuckle and take another sip of your hot chocolate.

Clay then whispers in your ear “We sing carols all night long, so let’s do Christmas your way.” He looks at you with a pleading look.

You shake your head, “We compromise.”

“Excellent idea.” Maggie says. “We’ll take the photos, then before each movie we sing our songs.”

Both Clay and Jack glare at you, “That sounds like a great idea.” You stand up and grab Jack’s hand, “Come on, let’s take these pictures.”

You guys spend over two hours taking pictures, only because Jack and Clay kept whining about their spots in each set.

Urban was getting annoyed, simply because he had his girlfriend- your best friend, waiting for him back at his apartment. He wanted out immediately and he kept throwing glances your way to help him out.

“Okay, I think we got plenty of pictures.” You say, “Urban has plans and we’re sort of keeping him from them.”

Maggie gasps, “Oh my, I’m sorry son, why didn’t you bring her with you?”

Jack, Clay and yourself chuckle while Urban goes red in the face “W-who?”

Maggie raises her eyebrows, “You think I don’t know all about you and miss trouble maker? Y/N’s best friend?”

Urban scratches his neck “I- I didn’t think I could bring her over.”

“URBAN WYATT.” Jack’s grandmother snaps, “How long have we known you? Aht, don’t answer that, you bring over whoever is keeping you company. You are family end of the story.”

“Yes ma’am”

You smile and feel a tug to your hand. You look to your left and notice Jack is pointing to the hallway.

You follow him quickly “Jack, we’re not having sex while your family is out there getting ready to sing Christmas songs.”

Jack chuckles, “That’s later tonight baby.” He wraps his hands around your waist and pulls you in close, giving you a few pecks.

You look up at him, feel him getting hot and fidgeting. “What’s going on?”

“I have a surprise for you, but I don’t know how you’ll react.”

You furrow your eyebrows, “Okay?”

“This is our first Christmas together.” He starts.

“Yeah?”

He takes a deep breath, “I love you, there’s no denying that.”

You smile, “I love you too.”

“But-“

You cut him off immediately “But? But what?What’s going on right now?” You push back and lean against the wall.

Jack goes wide eyed “Babe no.” He goes up to you. “This isn’t a breakup speech.”

“Can you just tell me then?”

“You told me you always spent Christmas with your family, even with your busy schedule, you would make time to go be with them.” He says.

You nod, letting him continue “So if this relationship is going to work, we both have to put one hundred. I don’t like the fifty-fifty, it’s all in or nothing. So, I called your brothers and they immediately said yes.”

You start getting emotional, “Y-yes to what?”

He smiles “We’re spending Christmas Eve here, and tomorrow morning we’re going to your family. I know for you it’s traditional to celebrate on the 24th but since we’re here, I couldn’t change it last minute.”

“Babe.” You whisper and shake your head. “What about your family?”

“They understand and it was actually moms idea. I couldn’t keep you away from your siblings. I know how much they mean to you.”

You jump on him immediately and start peppering him with kisses. “Wait.”

“What?” He laughs.

“You’re going to spend Christmas with my family?”

He nods. “Yeah.”

“We’re going to them?”

He chuckles “Yes.”

“Sooo, you’re going to Mexico with me to be with my family-my entire family?”

“Uhh, yes?”

You chuckle “Oh they are going to eat you alive gringo.”

“Wait what? I’ve met your dad and brothers.” He asks, confused.

You nod, “Yeah but all my tíos and cousins will be there. You’re meeting the entire family.”

“N-nooo, your brothers didn’t mention any of that.”

You smile, “Baby, we’re Mexican, there’s a tío and cousin in each corner. Plus, the 25th is usually a recalentado and drinking, so my entire family will definitely be there. This is why I make sure I’m there on the 24th, only spend it with my parents and siblings.”

Jack nods, takes a deep breath “I can handle that.”

“Are you sure? We can back out.”

He shakes his head “We’re going, plus, I need to meet all of your family if I plan on marrying you one day.”

“I- you can’t say things like that and not mean it.” You glare at him and start walking back to the living room.

“I do mean it.” He stops you at the entrance of the hallway, “I promise you, I’m going to make you my wife one day and then we’ll have mini versions of us running around the house wanting to bake cookies and cakes because you make the best desserts ever.”

You let the tears flow, “I’m going to hold you to that.”

“It’s a promise, now look up.” He says, and you notice the mistletoe hanging there. “Give your future husband and baby daddy a kiss.”

You chuckle and do just that.

It wasn’t an easy road, but Jack definitely kept his promise and you were the happiest person on planet earth.

******

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[jackharloww]

So cute 😍😍😫

[harlowcomehome]

Can’t sleep:

A Hazel and Jade fic.

“Are you going to bed soon?” You asked as you started to undress, tossing your phone down on the hotel bed.

“Hold that phone up, I’m trying to see something” Jack cheekily responded, smirking tongue to cheek. As he held the phone up to his face. His glasses slid down his nose.

“Jackman- where are our children?” You gasped, earning a laugh from Jack that shook the phone.

“They are brushing their teeth and then they’ll come say goodnight to you. Let me see” he smirked.

It was perfect timing when both of the girls came running into the bedroom.

“Is that mommy?” Jade giggled as she and Hazel climbed onto the bed beside Jack.

Jack handed the phone over to the girls, it had only been a few hours but you missed them dearly.

“When are you coming back? Will you be here for Christmas?” Jade sighed, holding the phone as best as she could, only showing one eyeball and an ear.

“Christmas isn’t for another few weeks” Jack chuckled, knowing she was eager to open her gifts.

“Let me hold that” Hazel huffed, clearly ready for bed as she held the phone at a better angle to get her and Jade in view.

“I’m only going to be gone for a few days but I know you two will have fun with Daddy” you smiled, trying your best not to seem anxious.

Jack was obviously a capable parent, but you had pretty much taken on the role of primary caretaker in your family and took it very seriously.

“Daddy said we can go to the zoo tomorrow!” That was always Hazels favorite place to go.

“We gets to see animals!” Jade giggled as you talked to the both of them about it.

Eventually, the girls were exhausted and it was time for bed, you had prolonged the call for as long as possible. Jack was yawning in the background, so you knew it was time for bed.

“I’ll call you back?” Jack yawned once more and you nodded knowing not to count on it.

Jack had successfully got both Hazel and Jade to lie down in their rooms, quietly making his way back to the bedroom.

“Come on Lucky” he whispered, getting Lucky's attention as he hopped out of his dog bed and followed Jack to the bedroom.

Lucky curled up into the dog bed you had in the bedroom for him, while Jack climbed into bed patting the sheets for his phone.

He had turned the light off, the room slightly illuminated by the small nightlight in the master bathroom. He FaceTimed you, pulling the blankets up to his chin.

“Hi handsome” you smiled, eyeing over his features. He had small indentions on his nose from his glasses, his eyes were slightly red from exhaustion.

“Mmmm hi” he mumbled, fighting to keep both eyes open as he shifted around in bed.

“Retainer” you sternly reminded him.

He wagged a finger at you, grateful that you remembered knowing he wouldn’t have. He rummaged through the drawer beside the bed and quickly put it in his mouth.

“I love you so much” his speech slurred a little, mainly from exhaustion but also with a retainer-related lisp.

“I love you baby daddy” you whispered making him chuckle.

“You know mmm- I have a love-hate with that” he smiled, opening one eye to see your face.

“Are we sleeping on FaceTime?” You asked realizing his shoulders were already relaxing as he repositioned you on the pillow beside him.

“Please?”

“No snore strip huh? I guess I’ll let it slide” you teased knowing he was already halfway to dream-land.

Jack unlike you could fall asleep in a matter of minutes, some would argue even seconds.

You admired him for a moment as he started to loudly snore.

You plugged your phone in and whispered I love yous, something you had always done before you started to toss and turn in bed.

You had just started to fall asleep when you heard a commotion on the other line, it sounded like something had fallen, and a loud crash echoed the house. You would have convinced yourself you were dreaming if Lucky hadn’t started to bark.

Jack's eyes shot open, grabbing his phone and instinctively ending the phone call to check out what was going on.

He had grabbed the Louisville slugger he kept on the wall for “decoration” and made his way to the kitchen.

You continuously called his phone, and after getting his voicemail for a third time you started to pace around your hotel room. You were worried, thinking maybe calling wasn’t the best choice, thinking maybe if his sound being on blew his cover.

Jack saw that the kitchen light was on, wondering who could be in there, he cautiously took a step forward, trying to be as silent as possible.

Lucky bolted out of the bedroom and into the kitchen.

“Lucky! Shhh” A small voice came from the ground, and Jack recognized immediately that it was Jade as she started to giggle.

He set the bat down gently, not wanting to scare her as he turned the corner.

Jade was sat in the middle of the kitchen floor, surrounded by pots and pans. Her face and hands were covered in cream cheese frosting that Lucky was now licking off of her.

“Jade! You scared me!” Jack noticed immediately the frosting that was stuck in her hair and all over her face.

“I was hungry and I couldn’t sleep” Her eyes started to water, worried that Jack would be angry with her.

“Where did you even find this?”

“The cabinet” she mumbled quietly.

“Bug, come get me next time. You could’ve got seriously hurt” he started to pick up the pans and pots from the floor and placed them on the counter.

“You’re not anggy?”

“No but you know you shouldn’t have been eating this, especially at this time of night.” Jack picked the half-eaten frosting up and set it on the counter too.

“Why do you sound different?” Jade couldn’t focus on anything Jack was saying.

He ignored her question, remembering you had originally been on FaceTime and were likely freaking out. He reached for his phone and snapped a quick picture of Jade before FaceTiming you.

“Jack- baby- is everything- oh?” You stifled a giggle as Jade waved to you. She was still sitting on the floor covered in frosting.

Jack flipped the camera over to himself, “Yeah… everything is fine. I’m going to start the shower and have her wash up and go back to bed.”

You wanted to laugh, but you knew deep down Jack was exhausted.

“Hazel slept through the whole thing” he smirked, as he and Jade walked over to the bathroom.

“I’m kind of surprised you didn’t too” you teased.

[jackharloww]

This was🥺🥺🥺🥺

[vanwritesfan-fiction-deactivate]

CHD made me think jack love language is physical touch and this reminded me a jack would love if your turned this into a fic😭😭

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPRvPc3rT/

Because I'm in a holiday mood lol:

Jack's teeth chattered as he came in from the backyard, slamming the patio door shut, the hood of his sweatshirt covering his curls to try to stay warm. Brian, Jack and Clay had spent most of the morning outside, trying to deep fry a turkey for the first time for Thanksgiving. To protect your eyebrows, you offered to stay inside and help Maggie in the kitchen with the side dishes.

He threw his gloves on the floor before walking over to you.

"Whatcha cookin?", Jack asked, resting his chin on your shoulder, as he snaked his arms around your waist from behind you. You were prepping some celery and carrots for the stuffing, putting your knife skills to use. "Stuffing", you answered, sneaking him a piece of carrot over your shoulder. You shivered at how cold his hands felt as he tried to sneak them under your sweater.

"Jack", you warned, but that only made him pull you in tighter to playfully get a rise out of you. "What? I'm just tryna get warm, its freezing outside." You giggled as he tickled your skin, your skin blushing. "Mhmm, sure."

You liked to act annoyed for his benefit, but you knew that Jack's love language was physical touch, and that meant that he didn't care where the two of you were, his hands were always on you, even in public. It wasn't even sexual, you just brought him comfort and peace whenever you were close. Secretly you loved every moment of it because it made you feel safe and protected, but you would never give him the satisfaction of knowing that.

He quietly watched you work, gently swaying back and forth , as you mixed all of the ingredients, before moving to peel some potatoes for another dish. "You smell amazing, baby." He whispered against your hair. He kissed the spot behind your ear that you knew drove you crazy. "Jack, please." You gently brushed him off, not wanting to embarrass yourself in front of his mom. Maggie just smiled to herself, loving how cute the two of you were together.

"What? I'm not doing anything." You could hear the smile in his voice. "I didn't know loving my girlfriend was a crime." You squealed when he pinched your butt, making him bust out laughing.

The patio door squeaked as Clay peaked his head in. "Jack, can you stop fondling your girlfriend for a second to come help us? Dad's about to start a fire in the backyard." Everyone in the kitchen chuckled, Jack spinning you around to face him in his hold. "I love you." He placed a kiss on your forehead, smiling at you. You tried to pull away, but he wouldn't let you.

"Say it back." He peppered kisses against your jawline, making you laugh, but you wouldn't give in. "No", you shook your head, giving him a taste of his own medicine. "Say it!" Jack edged you on, starting to tickle you again.

"Y/N, please tell my brother you love him. Lives are on the line!" Clay gestured wildly behind you where you could see a burst of flames coming from where Brian stood.

"Fine, I love you too." You gave Jack a quick peck on the lips before he slipped his gloves back on and headed into the backyard. You couldn't help but smile as you turned back to your prep, Maggie noticing how giddy you were.

[jackharloww]

This made me giddy 😫😍

[harlowsbby]

Stop Giving Me Advice out this Friday 😌💛

Jack x Dave

[vanwritesfan-fiction-deactivate]

How do you think jack would help when you have period cramps??? Do you think he would baby me and make me tea, give me a massage, spoon me, etc.? 🥰🥰 Feeling all soffffft thinking about it 🥹 I feel like just a big hug in his big strong arms would make me feel 100x better and just so safe and cared for, that’s the jackman effect 🥺

Cramping My Style

Jack bobbed his head to the music as he listened to a new sample he was considering, Nemo next to him as the two of them worked on Jack's new song in the studio. They were interrupted as Urban peaked his head through the door, his phone extended out in his hand. "Bro, your girlfriend is crying on my phone." Nemo paused the music.

"I'm not crying!", you yelled over the speaker, your sniffles audible.

"Why is she crying?" Jack whispered to Urban, but you heard him loud and clear in the quiet room. "I'm not crying!", you repeated to deaf ears. "Jack's gonna call you back- on his phone." Urban narrowed his eyes at his best friend as he hung up the call.

"Why did she call you instead of me?" Jack wasn't sure what had you so upset, he had left your apartment this morning before you woke up. "Said she couldn't get in touch with you." Urban shrugged as he left the room. Jack pulled his phone out of his back pocket, and let out a groan as he saw he had eight missed calls from you, and a handful of text messages asking you to call him back ASAP.

Jack was immediately worried, and knew he wasn't going to be able to get any work done until he made sure you were okay. Nemo read the concern on Jack's face. "Go man, we can work on this later."

"Just give me like an hour. I'll be right back." Jack threw over his shoulder as he left the studio in a rush. Nemo just nodded, chuckling to himself as he turned back to his computer. There was no chance Jack was coming back.

When Jack arrived to his place, he found you asleep on the couch, tightly wrapped in a comforter, with Lou Lou settled in your lap as a movie played in the background. He didn't want to disturb your sleep, so he quietly moved around the room, turning the TV off and letting his puppy out to go pee.

"Why didn't you answer my calls?", you asked with your eyes still closed. Jack stood frozen in place, hoping you were just talking in your sleep. "Jackman." Your tone let him know you were awake. "Sorry, baby, I had my phone on "Do Not Disturb" while I was in the studio. Are you okay?" Jack plopped down on the couch, throwing your legs over his lap.

"No." You whined out, teetering on the edge of tears again. Jack leaned over, resting his chin on your stomach as he looked at you. "Baby, what's going on?", the concern in his voice was evident. You let out a shaky breath before speaking. "I saw this commercial this morning about this guy who left his dog at home to go out, and the guy ends up not coming home for TWO DAYS, and the dog is sad and worried about him." Jack furrowed his brows at you in confusion. "And this made you sad?" The inflection in his voice upset you. It was obvious he hadn't put two and two together like you had.

"And, it made me think about you and me", you continued between sobs, tears streaming down your face, "and how I don't know where you are if you don't answer your damn phone. I'm the dog in this situation, Jack. You're the neglectful owner." You gently pushed him off of you, sitting up on the sofa.

Jack bit on the inside of his cheek as he carefully thought about how to continue. It was obvious you were upset, but he still wasn't sure what the underlying issue was. It was rare that you would cry over a commercial about a dog. He searched his brain for the last couple of interactions the two of you had where he could have upset you, but came up empty. You could see he was thinking by the way his face contorted. "Ugh, you just don't get it!", you let out an exasperated breath, throwing the blanket over your head and laying back down.

"Bubs, no, I'm sorry. I would never abandon you though, I was just at the studio." He rubbed your leg, but you didn't react to his touch or his apology.

Jack stroked at his beard as he looked around the room. You were moody and overly-emotional, and had a weird combination of ice cream and half eaten pickles on a plate on the coffee table. A lightbulb went off in his head after a couple of seconds.

"Fuck." He whispered under his breath. "What?", you removed the blanket from your head to look at him. "Um...are you pregnant?" Jack avoided eye contact with you, his stomach in knots, his face losing all color. The two of you were still dating, and you had just moved in. A family was still way off in the distance for the two of you. He didn't hate the idea, but just the thought of having a child right now with everything you two had going on in your own lives was giving him whiplash.

"What? No." You shook your head as you wiped your nose. "I started my period today." The look of relief on Jack's face made you giggle. "Oh my god." He hung his head in his hands pulling at the curls in his face. "I mean, we would've figured it out, but-"

You gripped his forearm, grabbing his attention. "Jack, breathe, I'm not pregnant. I'm cramping like hell and I feel like my uterus might fall out of my ass, but no baby. Okay?" Jack nodded, pulling you close so he could place a kiss on your forehead. "Go back to the studio, I'm fine." You grimaced as you felt a pain radiate along your back.

Jack hurried to his feet, extending out a hand to you. "C'mon, I'm gonna run you a bath, and make you some tea." He helped you stand up, your cramps keeping you bent over. "Jack, its fine. I have my period once a month. I don't need to be babied." He let out a humorless breath as he shuffled you to the bedroom, supporting your back. "You might not need to be babied, but you're my baby, so I'm not going anywhere until you feel better." You were too tired to argue, so you sat on the bed, watching Jack as he set up a hot bath for you, helping you get in before he left you alone to relax.

When you emerged from the bathroom, dressed in your pajamas and feeling a tiny bit better, Jack had a hot cup of tea and your heating pad waiting for you on the bed. "How do you feel?" He opened his arms to you and you fell into his hold, your cheek pressed against his chest as he began to massage your lower back. "Like someone is using my pelvis as a punching bag." He helped you into bed, tucking you under the covers with the heating pad against your stomach. He was about to speak when his phone vibrated in his back pocket.

"What up, Urb?" Jack tossed himself on the bed next to you. "Hold on." He placed the phone on the bed and put it on speaker. "I just wanted to make sure the kid was okay. You've never called me crying before."

You rolled your eyes playfully, feeling your face heat up from embarrassment, Jack chuckling at your reaction. "Urb, you didn't see the commercial. It was so sad."

"Yeah, yeah, something about a dog. You were crying so hard that I couldn't understand you", Urban joked, making everyone laugh. "So are you sick?" Jack stopped you before you could answer, motioning for you to play along. "Actually, we have some news." He had to stifle a laugh to sell the joke. "She's pregnant. We just found out." Neither of you could container your laughter at the silence on the other end of the line, Jack covering his mouth.

"Are y'all serious? Am I gonna be an uncle?" Urban sounded genuinely excited by the "news", which made you feel terrible for messing around with him. "No Urban, Jack was just kidding. I'm not pregnant, the exact opposite actually." Jack scoffed at you for ruining the bit. "Ohhh", Urban's voice dragged as he realized what you were hinting at. "I hope you feel better, and next time, Jack better answer all of your call-", Urban was cut off when Jack ended the call. "Sounded like he had to go." You gave him a weak smile, settling into the bed, Jack doing the same. He was enjoying the silence, letting his eyes close after a long day, while you were wide awake, something nagging you in the pit of your stomach that had nothing to do with your cycle.

"It seemed like Urban was more excited than you were at the idea of me being pregnant." Jack looked over at you, his eyes wide. "I mean, yeah, it would have been a huge surprise. I don't think I'm ready for that yet, baby." He let out a curt laugh. "Hell, I know I'm not ready yet." He patted your thigh as if the conversation was over, but you were still unsure.

"What gives you pause- having a baby, or having a baby with me?" You felt like you couldn't breathe as the words rolled off your tongue. You weren't even sure why you were asking him this, you weren't ready to have kids either, and it wasn't even on your mind until he said something earlier, but you couldn't help but be hurt by his reaction.

"Hey, no, baby. C'mere." He gently pulled you into his side, letting your body weight settle on top of him. "I just-", he let out a sigh that you could tell was weighing heavy on his chest, "having kids is a huge responsibility, and I don't think I'm ready to take that on with everything going on in my career. When the time is right, I wanna have all the babies with you." You giggled, feeling Jack's chest shake as he laughed with you. "How many is all?", you asked, lifting your head to look at him. "Well you know I want at least eight." He raked a hand over your head affectionately.

"I don't know who hates me more right now, you or my uterus." Jack pressed a kiss to your temple, his lips lingering against your skin. "Hey, you asked. I didn't mean to scare you. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, sorry. I'm just emotional today." You laid your cheek against his chest again, listening to his steady heartbeat. "The dog commercial, right?" Jack was trying to be sympathetic, but he found the whole thing hilarious. "Yes!" You could feel your eyes start to burn with tears again. "You should have seen the dog, Jack. He was heartbroken."

"Ok, no more dog commercials for you, babe." Jack chuckled as he pulled you in tighter.

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[jackharloww]

Hahaha I loved this one 🥺😂😂 whenever I start getting emotional about something like that I immediately know something’s up 😂😂😂

[jackharloww]

“Your eyes are one of my favorite features!”

You and Jack were lying on a blanket in the middle of a green field. The basket with food and snacks were on the other side of the blanket.

Jack was lying on his back with an arm under his head and the other wrapped around your body. Your head rested against his body while your fingers traced figures on his chest.

“I love this” Jack mumbled, the hand he had around you gently rubbing your arm.

You looked up at him and saw he was wearing his sunglasses, you reached out and tried taking them away from his face but failed.

“What are you doing?” He chuckled at your attempt

“Take them off” you grumpily said, giving him puppy eyes

“Why? It’s sunny” he laughed, not understanding why you wanted him to take them off

“I want to see your eyes” you mumbled, giving him a sly look

“You see them everyday, aren’t you tired of them” he laughed “let me wear my glasses now”

“I’ll never get tired of them” you sat up “Your eyes are one of my favorite features” you looked at him seriously.

As soon as you said that he quickly took them off, the both of you giggled.

“Tell me more, what’s your favorite features” he said cheekily

“Your dimple” you poked his visible dimple, “your freckles” you continued and traced your finger where they were and over the nose “and your nose”.

His cheeks got reddish and he was clearly getting flustered.

You moved your fingers to his lips as you moved closer to him, “and your lips” you whispered right before you connected your lips together.

The kiss was soft and passionate, he wrapped his arms around you and brought you down on top of him without breaking the kiss.

You smiled into the kiss and backed away, looking around. “There’s people here” you giggled

“So? Let them see me loving up on my girl” he shrugged as he put his hand behind your neck, pulling your face closer to him and your lips on his.

[jackharloww]

Anon here it is 😂 someone liked the post so it was it my notifications