luna 🐇 @joelslovebug - Tumblr Blog

you and andrew softly whispering to each other under the covers instead of sleeping .... sweet tender moments and words and kisses and cuddling ...... oh i miss him so much

groovyangelkisses

im gonna be so honest i need the full weight of s4 pope on me right now

gerranhowelllover

who else yearning for a man like jack abbot to hold me and tell me everything's gonna be ok?

girltalk

June will be filled with joy.

June will be filled with love.

June will be filled with trust.

June will be filled with peace.

June will be filled with clarity.

June will be filled with miracles.

June will be filled with blessings.

kupou-deactivated20170806

life is honestly too short to be embarrassed over anything that sparks even a little happiness in you

iheartshawn

oh oh ! jack loves calling you 'lovebug' because it's like 'catching a bug' or getting sick but it's the only thing he doesn't wanna treat and he never wants to get better from ૮꒰っ˕‹̥̥̥ ꒱ა

unhoelyplaces

jack abbot put your thumb in my mouth challenge

lavenderchaise

you seem pretty nice for a girl who’s so alone

felllfromheaven

Trying to get through my depression one comfort fic at a time

bamb1ed0ll

Jack knows when youre stressed. Focused, lost in thoughts. He can see it in the way your hand starts running over your face. Your back, under your shirt. Your arms. Picking and pulling skin. A bad habit you've had since forever, and jack took notice of it.

Causing breakouts, irritated patches, and in turn, making you even more stressed. Youve never talked about it, he never mentioned it. Just watches, notices. So, he took it upon himself to help. Always a provider, always a caretaker, it comes naturally for him.

Now, every time the older man notices you subconsciously indulging in the nervous habit, hes quick to intervene. Grabbing your hand, big, warm hand engulfing yours, intertwining fingers, while his lips press against yours. Maybe a sweet peck followed by mindless conversation, maybe a makeout session with you straddling his lap, either way, taking your mind off of whatevers got you lost in thought.

Thumb brushing gently over the back of your hand, comforting, steady. He'd never mention his intentions, knowing it would make you feel ashamed and embarrassed. Simply a man noticing, and taking care of his girl.