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Girly Jake ❤
because why not (◕‿◕)
no thoughts. Just cuteness
From the very beginning I was one of the small group of people saying this means nothing. I believed it was just a shadow of one from the team or whatever. Or just a weird ass normal shadow.
I take it back, okay? I take it back.
D R A B B L E | Sequel
The Confrontation. Jake finding out you're working on the Moonvale case.
A/n: Hello. I come to post a part two. To the last drabble I wrote. Here check it out. You need to read it to understand this part. Anyway. I was surprised how many or you loved it. And I was asked to do a part two. And I tried. I really hope this does justice to part 1. But this one was kinda harder. Anyway. Yeah. Jake x MC, kinda chat style, I guess. Yada Yada. Uhho hope you like it. 💚
Jake’s contact had a different signal tone than any other of your contacts. At first, during Duskwood, the reason was that you would immediately know it was urgent. But 90% of that was a lie. A different ringtone for your lover… cheesy, embarrassing—you loved knowing it was him already before seeing his name.
So when you heard the sound, an involuntary smile crept onto your face. He was back. For three days now. Thank God. You reached for your phone without hiding the anticipation.
But the second you read his message, the smile was gone again.
“Fuck…”
—
Jake hadn’t moved in seconds. No—he was counting down the seconds it usually took you to answer.
“15… 14… 13…”
Then—
Ping.
“You’re still awake?”
He almost smiled at that. Almost.
He shook his head, not answering your question.
“How long were you planning to keep this from me?”
A pause.
“…Keep what from you?”
His eyes flicked once more over the file. Your name. The timestamps. The locations.
“Moonvale.”
Silence.
He watched you type, pause, write.
“…You looked into it.”
Not a question. You knew.
His wording was sharper than he wanted to. But he send before he could change his mind.
“I don’t need to look into it. You made it very accessible.”
A huff of disbelief escaped you, “That’s not fair.”
His brow furrowed.
“It’s accurate.”
The typing indicator appeared. Disappeared. Came back.
“I was going to tell you.”
“When?”, he shot back.
The message stayed unanswered for several seconds.
“I don’t know. Soon.”
Jake leaned back slightly, gaze fixed on the screen, back straight, head held high. An attempt to make himself feel like he was still in control—and not getting lost in a sudden flood of unwelcome, unnecessary emotions.
“You’ve been working on it for weeks.”
“…Yes,” you answered.
“Consistently.”
“Also yes…”
“Even at night.”
A few seconds passed.
“Yeah… sometimes.”
Jake’s tongue pressed against his teeth, his right hand forming into a first.
“In person?”
“…Jake—”
He ignored it. Your answer was too important for him.
“Have you been in Redlog Pines?”
dan: what’s up with mc? she's been laying on the floor for like… an hour now? jessy: she's just a little overwhelmed. dan: why? jessy: jake sent her an audio message with his real voice.
Charlie at the beginning of ep 4
(bg photo) | (obvs based on this)
What happened to "Hello"? "My name is"? "I missed you so much"? "Finally"? "Oh my God"?
You made my smile drop, thank you very much
Coming soon, nice try :')
*When Jake finds out you called him your boyfriend*
Jake: So… I’m your criminal boyfriend.
MC: I—
Jake: Didn’t know we were doing labels.
MC: Do you not like it?
Jake: I never said that.
MC: …
Jake: Though, I think “husband” would suit me better. Don’t you think? :)
MC: *blushes furiously* Jake—
Jake: You’re avoiding the question.
MC: What question??
Jake: Whether you meant it.
MC: You weren’t even supposed to read that!
Jake: Yet here we are.
MC: That’s invasion of privacy.
Jake: That’s selective curiosity.
MC: That’s illegal.
Jake: So am I, apparently.
MC: Oh my god.
Jake: You still haven’t answered me.
MC: I literally said it, didn’t I?
Jake: You said it to someone else.
MC: …
Jake: I’d prefer hearing it from you.
MC: Why are you like this.
Jake: Precise?
MC: Annoying.
Jake: Honest.
MC: Insufferable.
Jake: Yours.
MC: JAKE.
Jake: Say it properly.
MC: No.
Jake: I’ll wait.
MC: You’re unbelievable.
Jake: And you called me your boyfriend anyway.
MC: …
Jake: I’ll take that as confirmation.
MC: You’re not taking anything—
Jake: Too late.
MC: I hate you.
Jake: No, you don’t.
MC: …
Jake: Good.
Based on @hacked-by-jake's idea :)
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"What was that?"
Jake just being the jealous man he is ;P
Warning: None
English isn't my first language, if there are any errors let me know ;)
I was scanning some files to send to my work while sipping a cup of cold coffee. The moment I snuggle into my warm sweatshirt I see my phone vibrate with a notification.
I smile when I pick up my cell phone and see a single message from Jake calling my name.
"yes?🤭"
He sees it immediately. I wait for the next message while refilling my cup, soon hearing another notification.
"What did that conversation with Eric mean?"
I frown and respond.
"what do you mean?"
"I told you"
"Eric got my number from his friend Adam and now I'm helping him find to find Adam"
After a few seconds of the message being viewed, I sip the new coffee as I watch the "typing" symbol appear and disappear several times.
"I understood this part."
My fingers run quickly across the cell phone keyboard.
"so...?😶"
"Was Eric flirting with you?"
I let out a low laugh as I look at my phone.
Of course. Jake being Jake.
"oh, I got it 😆"
He responds quickly.
"This is not funny."
I spin around in my swivel chair as I laugh, then go back to typing.
"he was just joking, Jake"
"Oh, yes, I understand."
"you don't seem very convinced to me 🤭"
It takes him a while to type again, and I can almost see him sulking.
"You were clearly flirting back."
"I was just being polite, Jake!"
"I was tense, he was in the forest, he just wanted to relax"
I see that he views it and doesn't respond. After a few minutes, I decide to add:
"and besides, he's not even my type 😗"
The answer comes quickly, almost making me laugh.
"Oh, really?"
"And what is your type?"
I take the last sip of my coffee, typing calmly.
"let me think... 🤔"
I purposely take my time typing, wanting to make him curious.
"a polite and intelligent man"
"technology professional"
"Maybe with dark hair and blue eyes..."
"And very, veeeery jealous"
"Do you qualify for any of these requirements?" 😙"
I relax casually in my chair as I wait for the answer with a slight smile on my face.
"I think so :)"
I feel as if I’m lost while searching for my heart. I don’t even know where you are, yet my phone is always with me. I think every notification might be from you. I imagine that the man who escaped from the world will come to me, that he will be protected within my heart.
In my dreams, you are close to me. I recognize you by your eyes. We are in an open space, surrounded by tall grass. The sky is cloudy, rain is about to begin. Between the silence of the abandoned land and the blowing wind, I hear your voice. You are smiling. You were wearing a black trench coat, your eyes narrowing as they smile deeply.
I wanted to get closer and embrace you, to listen to your heart and at least be able to hold you. I woke up. You are not beside me again. You are still far away, searching for some truths.
As the days repeat one another, I wish you knew how much I miss you, even though I have never known you.
Mc rn: