Poor Jack
A Carson Hunter x Reader x Jack Brewer fan fic
Synopsis: A old student from the Bobby Wasabi Dojo comes back to Seaford and outshines Jack.
Word Count: 2200+
Warning: Nicknames, Making out.
While You, Jack, Kim, Jerry, Eddie, Milton, and Rudy were hanging out at Falafel Fill's, you guys saw on TV that your Dojo had gotten in to the tournament and you all decided to have Jack be the one to represent your Dojo.
At some point today while Jack was training and Eddie, Milton, and Rudy, Mostly Rudy, were helping him, Jerry ran into the Dojo and said "Guess who's back?"
As he said that, this guy came running in with you on his back and every crowded around him to say Hello. Turns out he was Rudy's first student, Carson Hunter, at the Dojo and had moved back to Seaford. Soon Jack started getting a little jealous of Carson as he started hanging out with you a lot.
One day while you all were at school, Jack came up to you and gave you his two tickets to Rockchella since he needed to practice for the tournament and told you to take a friend. The next day you and Carson walked into the Dojo with your stuff to see Jack training. Once he spotted you he asked "How was Rockchella?"
You replied "It was so much fun. Carson wouldn't let me buy anything. He had to buy all the merch I wanted. He wouldn't let me pay." Carson interjected "What can I say? I'm a gentleman. Your really good with the Bo Staff, Jack. Your probably the perfect person to represent the Dojo in the tournament."
Jack responds "Of course I am. I'm the only one who works the Bo Staff other then Y/n and she's not as good."
You interject "Hey! I'm pretty good."
Carson replies before Jack "Course you are, Sweetheart."
Rudy soon speaks "You know, Carson used to do the Bo Staff. He was actually pretty good."
Soon Jack challenges Carson to a match, Winner represents the Dojo at the tournament. Soon Carson wins when his Bo Staff shatters Jack's in two.
A few days later Jack confronts Carson about using a weighted Bo Staff and Carson replies "God, I must really rub you the wrong way. First I take my Dojo back. Then I get my friends back. And most importantly I got Y/n back. And to think, all because of a weighted Bo Staff."
Jack responds "So I was right. I'm telling all of them."
Carson just laughs. "And they'll believe you? I don't even care about Kim, Jerry, Eddie, and Milton. I only care about Y/n and I have her wrapped around my finger. There's nothing you can do about it."
You walk in carrying my duffle bag of stuff. “Hey Guys.”
They all looked to you and Carson was the first to greet you, "Hey, Sweetheart." He walked over to you and gently took your bag from you.
Jack, still a little pissed and jealous, greeted you as well trying his best to hide his feelings. "Hey."
Carson put your bag down and then put an arm around your shoulders. "Why don't we go talk for a bit."
Jack couldn't help but glare as Carson led you away.
Carson took you to the locker room and led you to a bench to sit on. He sat down beside you and kept his arm around your shoulder, bringing you very close to him.
Carson pulled you even closer and used his free hand to gently touch your chin and turn your head to look at him. He then asked "Can I ask you a question, Sweetheart?"
“What?”
He removed his hand from your chin and started playing with a strand of your hair. "Do you have a boyfriend?"
“No”
He smirked and moved the strand of hair behind your ear as he replied, "Good." He then moved his hand down and gently grabbed your chin again. "Can I ask another question?"
“Sure”
He pulled you even closer and moved his hand to gently caress your cheek. "Has anyone ever..." He paused for a second before continuing, "Has anyone ever kissed you?"
“No”
He moved his free hand to hold your waist and pulled you onto his lap. "No one yet, huh? Not even a little peck on the cheek?" He was still smirking while he had you on his lap.
He put his hand on your thigh and lightly traced circles over your leggings with his thumb. "Well that's just unacceptable." He said in a playful tone as he moved his face closer to your neck.
He nuzzled his nose into your neck and started placing soft kisses on your skin. "You deserve someone, especially a guy, to give you lots of kisses, Sweetheart." He continued to kiss at different parts of your skin.
He soon left a soft kiss on the tender skin between your neck and shoulder. "Especially here. Lots of kisses here." He continued to press more kisses to that same spot.
He kept you straddling his lap as he continued to kiss at the sensitive skin on your neck and shoulder. He moved his hand up from your waist to slowly run through your hair as he pressed his lips to your skin.
He then started lightly nipping at the delicate skin, gently biting and slightly sucking at it, leaving behind some light and subtle marks on your skin. He soon starts kissing you.
He softly pressed his lips against yours in a sweet and gentle kiss. He kept his hand in your hair, gently tilting your head to the side a bit to deepen the kiss. His other hand moved away from your thigh to rest on your hip, holding you in place on his lap.
He continued to kiss you deeply, his lips moving slowly and tenderly against yours. He occasionally nipped at your lower lip, gently pulling it between his teeth before he went back into the kiss. His hand on your hip started to gently stroke your hip through your shirt, his touch feather-light.
The kiss got even more passionate as he continued, his tongue gently tracing the seam of your lips, asking for entry. He gripped your hip tighter and pulled you even closer to him so your body was flush against his.
He then deepened the kiss even more, his tongue sliding into your mouth, gently exploring you as he let out a soft sigh against your lips. He tilted your head once more, giving him better access to your mouth as he continued to kiss you hungrily.
After a few more moments of making out, Carson finally broke the kiss, panting a bit as he pressed his forehead against yours. He was still holding you tightly in his lap, his hand still in your hair and the other on your hip, keeping you against him. "Damn, Sweetheart..."He panted.
He was still catching his breath as he looked at you, his eyes roaming all over your face. He looked a bit wrecked, his lips slightly red and slightly swollen from the intense make out session. He gently caressed the skin on your hip with his thumb, still keeping you close to him. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that..."
He traced the curve of your hipbone with his thumb, just barely brushing under the hem of your shirt to touch your skin. "You have no idea how much I want to do more..." He said in a soft voice, the hand in your hair slowly massaging your scalp.
“Does this mean we’re like, dating now?” You ask.
Carson chuckles softly at your question, his hand under your shirt moving to gently rub against your bare skin. "Yeah, I think that's what it means, Sweetheart. You're mine now."
He pulled you closer in his lap so you were even more straddling him, his hand under your shirt moving up and down your back almost possessively. "All mine." He repeated, pressing a soft kiss to your neck.
The next day at school You were putting your things in your locker when you heard footsteps approaching from behind you. Suddenly, a familiar voice called out to you. "Hey, Sweetheart."
“Hey baby”
Carson smirked as he came up behind you, his hands going immediately to your waist from behind. He gently pulled you flush against him, pressing his chest up against your back as he leaned down to whisper in your ear. "Having a good morning so far?"
“Better now that your here”
Carson's grin widened, loving the way you replied. He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, placing a soft kiss there before gently nipping at the skin. He tightened his grip on your waist, pulling you even closer against him so you could feel all of his body press against yours. "You're too damn adorable..."
He then began to press lazy open-mouthed kisses along the side of your neck, occasionally gently nipping or sucking at different spots. One of his hands slid under the hem of your shirt, his warm palm flat against your stomach as his fingers traced little patterns against your skin.
“Okay.” You lightly shove him off. “We’re in public.”
Carson lets out a little playful whine, but begrudgingly lets you push him off of you. He puts his hands up in surrender and grins at you. "Alright, alright. It's just hard not to touch you, Sweetheart. You're too damn tempting."
He leans against the locker next to you, still standing a bit close as he gives you a little smirk. "I can't help it. You're too damn irresistible."
After school youand Carson walk into the Dojo holding hands. As soon as you and Carson walked into the Dojo holding hands, all eyes went to the two of you. Jack was, unsurprisingly, the first to speak up. He looked rather bitter when he spotted you and Carson holding hands.
"What the hell is going on here?"
Carson just smirked at Jack and pulled you closer to him, wrapping an arm around your waist to hold you close. "What's it look like, huh? Sweetheart here is my girlfriend now."
Jack's expression darkened at Carson's words, his jaw tensing as he clenched his fists at his sides. Seeing you with Carson so close and clearly in a romantic context pissed him off, especially after he heard Carson refer to you as his girlfriend.
His eyes went from Carson to the arm around your waist, his gaze hardening. "When the hell did this happen?”
You reply “Yesterday.”
Jack's jaw clenched tighter, his eyes narrowing at that response. He shot a quick glance at you, noticing how close you were to Carson and how the other boy's arm was still wrapped around your waist, claiming you in a way Jack wanted to.
"Yesterday...?" He repeated through gritted teeth. "You're saying you two only decided to start dating, just yesterday?"
Carson just smirked at the obvious jealousy in Jack's voice and demeanor. He could tell how worked up and pissed the other boy was getting, and honestly, it was kind of funny to him. He tightened his grip on your waist, pulling you even closer to his side, basically pressing you against him.
"Yeah, yesterday. What's it to you?"
Jack's fists were clenched so tight his knuckles were turning white, and his eyes burned with anger and jealousy as he looked between you and Carson. Just seeing you so close together and Carson touching you like that was driving him crazy. It should be him you were that close to, not him. It should be him touching you like that and calling you sweetheart. And yet, here you were, being claimed by someone else right in front of him.
Soon the Tournament finally comes and Jack decides to join the Black Dragons so he can fight Carson and show everyone that he’s a cheater.
Despite the fact that it had been a month since you and Carson had started dating, Jack's feelings towards you had not changed. In fact, they'd gotten even more intense. Seeing you every day, being around you every day, and watching you be with someone else every day had been driving him insane. It was a never-ending cycle that he wanted to end by any means necessary. That was why, when the tournament came, he decided to do the one thing he never thought he would. He joined the Black Dragons.
He knew it went against everything he stood for. He knew it was basically a betrayal. But he was desperate to beat Carson, to show everyone that he wasn't the perfect guy he made himself out to be. He was determined to uncover Carson's secrets and expose him for the cheater he truly was, especially if it meant he'd have a chance to have you for himself.
During the tournament, Carson secretly buts sand bags in his gloves to make his attacks more intense but Jack saw him do it and makes sure to discreetly target his hands to get the sand backs to burst.
As the tournament went on, Jack kept a close eye on Carson. He was watching closely for any sign of Carson cheating, and sure enough, he saw it happen. He saw Carson discreetly add sand bags to his gloves, giving him an advantage over his opponents.
Jack's anger flared when he saw it, and he knew immediately what he had to do. He would target Carson's hands, making sure to get those sand bags to burst and expose the cheater.
With every hit he landed on Carson's hands, he could see the other boy flinching and wincing in pain. Jack's eyes were like fire as he continued to target those hands, each hit causing even more damage to both Carson's gloves and the sand bags inside. Soon Jack is finally able to bust the sand bags.
The sand bags burst as Jack's hits landed on them, causing the sand to explode out of Carson's gloves, flying everywhere. The secret was out. The crowd gasped, shocked to see the sand spilling out. Jack just smirked, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he had exposed Carson's cheating.
Carson stood there, looking shocked and embarrassed as the sand poured out of his gloves. He quickly tried to hide the evidence, but it was too late. The damage was done. The entire arena had witnessed his deceit, and there was no denying it now.
With Carson's disqualification, the match had officially ended. The crowd was still in shock, murmuring amongst themselves about the scandal that had just happened, the sand still on the arena floor as evidence.
Jack walked off the stage, a sense of pride and satisfaction coursing through him. He had successfully exposed Carson for the cheating fake that he truly was. And just as he had promised himself, he left the Black Dragons immediately after, joining back with the Bobby Wasabi Dojo where he truly belonged.
You run over to Jack and hug him. Jack's eyes widened a bit in surprise as you suddenly hugged him, but he quickly recovered and returned the gesture, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you in close. He held onto you tightly, burying his face into the crook of your neck as he took a deep breath.
"I did it." He murmured, his voice slightly muffled against your skin. "I really did it."
“I’m so sorry I didn’t believe you. I should have trusted you.” You say.
Jack pulled back a bit to look at you, his gaze full of sincerity as he shook his head. "You have nothing to apologize for, Sweetheart. I can't blame you for not believing me at first. Carson had everyone fooled, even you."
He reached up and gently caressed your cheek with his thumb. "But the important thing is we know the truth now."
Thanks for reading - A/n
