A few months after your balcony adventure, you and Jack were getting ready for a red carpet event for your friends Casar and JJ. Jack had spoiled you with a spa day and the two of you were currently at a lingerie store picking out something sexy for after.
While you were trying on a few options, Jack had excused himself to make a purchase of his own, shoving a small plastic shopping bag into his pocket when you showed him what you picked. "What are you up to, Maynard?" you asked, stepping back so he could join you in the changing room.
"Just a surprise for tonight." he said, looking you up and down. "Babe, you look incredible." Jack pulled you into a kiss and then whispered in your ear. "I can't wait to rip it off of you later tonight."
"All in good time." you said, pushing him out of the changing room.
When the both of you were getting dressed for your friend's big night, Jack cleared his throat and grabbed your dress from you, laying it back down on the bed. "I have something for you, love."
"Is this something for me or something for you?" you laughed, knowing Jack had bought something from the kinkier side of the lingerie store.
"Both." he said, backing you into the bedroom wall. "Close your eyes."
"As you wish." you replied, kissing him and closing your eyes.
Jack had you pinned to the wall, one hand rubbing your clit through your brand new lacy panties. "You're gonna love this." he said, slipping a tiny cold something into the front of them and resting it against your clit.
"What is that?" you asked, your eyes still closed.
"Guess." he said, clicking something in his hands.
"Oooo." you whimpered, feeling the tiny toy gently vibrate against your now sensitive clit. "Mmmmm, I didn't think we had time to play before we had to leave." you said, opening your eyes.
"We don't" he said, backing away and handing you your dress.
Your mouth dropped open realizing that Jack wanted you to wear the toy to the premier. "Oh, you're mean." you said, watching him click the second setting. "Ahhh." You tried to hold in your breathy moan. "I won't be able to hide it on that setting."
"I promise I won't be too mean." He said, turning it off.
Pulling on your dress, you turned so Jack could zip you up. "How long have you wanted to do this one?" You asked him.
"I just felt inspired seeing it in the store." He replied, kissing between your shoulder blades before zipping up the dress. "To be honest, I'm going to have a hard time not getting turned on knowing that it's here." Jack ran his fingers under your dress to nudge the toy.
"I'm definitely planning my revenge." You laughed, turning to pull him into another kiss.
You and a group of your friends were sharing a fancy limo to the premier and Jack decided to test the toy. You were talking to Conor when Jack clicked the first setting. You weren't expecting it, but you were able to keep quiet. Closing your eyes and sighing, trying to keep your composure.
"You alright, love?" Jack asked, no one the wiser.
You turned to face Jack, your crossed legs and the darkness in the car hiding the fact that your hand was creeping towards Jack's crotch. "Just fine, sweetheart." You said, with a smirk, your hand gently groping Jack's hardening dick.
Feeling his cheeks flush, Jack clicked off the toy, calling a silent temporary truce. He slipped his arm around you, pulling you into his lap. "We're going to get in so much trouble." He laughed, pulling you into a kiss.
"This one is on you." you laughed, kissing him back.
Jack left it off for about half of the red carpet walk, but when you two were to an area where you were posing together for pictures, Jack clicked the first setting.
"Oh, fuck." you quietly gasped, Jack pulling you in for a kiss in front of the photographers.
Photographers were calling out your names to have you pose for their shots. "Y/n! Jack! Over here!" The two of you posing, and turning to face different cameras. You were definitely biting your lip in more than a few of the shots.
"Good girl." Jack whispered in your ear, clicking the second, higher setting for just a moment before turning it off.
When you made it inside, everyone was sat around large round tables about 12 to a table. Jack had kept it between off and the first setting all night. The movie had started and Jack had just turned it to the second setting right after the room went dark.
"I'm going to kill you." you leaned over, your hand inching up Jack's thigh.
"You love it and you know it." he whispered in your ear, turning it back down to the first setting.
"Have you been thinking about it?" you asked, running your hand over the crotch of Jack's pants. Not getting an answer, you continued. "I know you've been thinking about how wet you're making me." Your hand hidden under the table, you unzipped Jack's pants, nibbling his earlobe between your teeth.
"Mmmmm, baby girl, you're being bad." he said, turning it up to the second setting.
You gasped and bit your lip, stopping you from moaning. "You started it." you said, reaching into his pants and stroking his now completely hard dick.
Jack turned to face you, cheeks flushed. "Want to cross something else off of our list?" he asked, putting his hand over yours so you couldn't stroke him anymore.
"What do you have in mind, baby?" you whispered in his ear, feeling him turn the vibrator off.
"Follow me." Jack pulled your hand out of his pants and made sure they were zipped and that you couldn't tell he was sporting a massive hard-on.
"Yes, sir." you said, standing to follow him out of the dark room.
Jack grabbed your hand and led you to a family bathroom. Locking the door, he pinned you against it capturing your lips in a needy and rough kiss. "I planned on making you wait all night, but you can't keep your hands to yourself." jack said, pulling you up to sit on the counter while he stood between your legs.
"I've already cum in my panties twice, baby. It's not my fault." you admitted, Jack stopping and staring at you with wide eyes.
"God, you're so sexy." He continued undoing his pants and pulling your thong off, putting the toy and your panties in his pocket. Quickly putting a condom on, he grabbed your thighs.. "Come here, baby girl."
You felt Jack sink himself inside of your soaking wet core and lift you from the counter. You wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. "Jack." you moaned his name, feeling him roughly thrust up into you more frantically than usual.
"You weren't lying." Jack said, feeling how wet you actually were.
"MMMmmmm, Jack. Harder, baby." you moaned, loving the rare occasions that Jack didn't hold back at all.
Between the pent up tension and the fact that you could get caught, it wasn't long before both of you had finished. Jack sat you on the counter, resting his head against your chest as you both caught your breath. Hearing a knock on the door, you both quickly tried to fix your clothes and appearance. "Give me my thong." you whispered.
Jack continued to straighten out his clothes, before reaching a hand out for you. "Come on, love."
"Jack, you have my underwear." you said, seeing the look on his face. "I'm not getting them back, am I?" you asked, smirking up at your boyfriend.
"Nope." He laughed, leading you out of the bathroom. "Sorry, she had an outfit malfunction." Jack said to the lady waiting outside the door.
"Yeah, part of my outfit is in your pocket." you laughed after you had walked away.
When you made it back to the table, Conor leaned over to Jack making sure everything was okay. He fed Conor the same line. "Just an outfit malfunction."
Conor looked suspicious. "What on earth could have malfunctioned?" he whispered to his brother, knowing Jack was full of shit.
Jack slipped his hand in his pocket and pulled your thong out of his pocket, nodding to Conor to look down.
"Dear, god. You two are ridiculous." Conor laughed.
With a cocky smile on his face, Jack scooted his chair to sit directly by yours and pulled you to snuggle into his side. "I love you, Y/n." he whispered, kissing the top of your head.
"I love you too, Jack." you said, laying your head against him and enjoying the rest of the movie.
Jack stood there dumbfounded after Y/N had left. He cleared his throat and closed the door, as he heard the girl he had taken home tonight call for him.
“Jack? I’m waiting, honey!”
He was surprised at how annoying she sounded to him now.
“Coming”, he called, desperately trying to remember her name. Seeing Y/N had somehow dazzled him a bit, for he had always noticed her and now she had been standing there, in front of his door, in nothing but pajama pants and a thin top. He could feel a shiver running down his spine as he thought of how her breasts had looked. She hadn’t worn a bra and he had found that very distracting, especially since he still was aroused from the previous action with the girl waiting in his bed. He couldn’t remember her name, as hard as he tried to.
He sighed, and went back to his bedroom. Maybe her name started with C. Or maybe not.
“Look, you have to leave”, he said, thinking of the girl that was trying to get some sleep underneath of him right now.
“But baby, we weren’t done, were we?”, she said and pouted. He found it ridiculous.
“Well, now we are and you can go now”, he said, losing the little patience that he had.
“But Jacky...”, she said and looked at him with something that he was pretty sure was supposed to be puppy eyes.
“I’m serious”, he said and reached for her underwear that he had thrown blindly in his room earlier. Finally, she moved and took his underwear from him, putting it on along with the rest of her clothes.
“We’ll finish that some other time, yeah?”, she said and reached for a pen that he had on his nightstand to write her number on his arm. He mentally rolled her eyes at her. As if he was going to call her.
When his apartment door finally fell shut, he sighed in relief.
Still, he kept thinking about Y/N. She had looked so sexy, in such an innocent way that Jack just couldn’t cope with it. He couldn’t get her out of his head, and as he tried to get some sleep himself, her face kept showing up whenever he closed his eyes.
A few days later, he came back home from Joe’s flat as they had just filmed a video together. As he waited for the lift to arrive, he checked his instagram and that’s why he nearly bumped into someone when he heard the doors open.
“Sorry”, Jack said and looked up. He nearly gasped as he saw Y/N looking up at him too.
“Oh, hi”, Jack said and was confused at how giddy he suddenly felt inside.
“Hi”, Y/N said slighlty annoyed as she tried to walk past him.
“How did your exam go?”, he said quickly as he noticed that she was trying to leave.
She sighed. “I think I failed.”
“I’m sorry for being so... loud”, he said, suddenly feeling really bad. She had failed and it was his fault.
“It’s... it’s not your fault, okay? I mean, not entirely your fault. I should have studied more, but that won’t help now. I’ll know monday wether I passed or not.”
“I’ll keep my fingers crossed for you”, Jack said and smiled coyly.
“Thanks”, she said and Jack loved how she smiled back at him, even if it was just a little smile.
“Would you... let me pass now?”, she said and smirked at him, because he was still blocking her path.
“Oh, uh, yeah sure”, Jack rambled and stepped aside.
“See you”, Y/N said and walked near the front door of their building.
“Yeah, see you”, Jack said and felt that he was blushing. He took a deep breath and shook his head at how silly he was being before he got into the lift.
As monday came, Y/N kept sneaking into Jack’s mind at the most inappropriate times. He had to think of her when he was running late for a meeting, he thought about her when he actually was in a hurry to not miss the tube (which he did miss, so he had to wait) and finally, when he was actually supposed to film an intro to the video he had to edit in a rush for his main channel. But he just kept thinking about her, and Joe, who was filming the video with him, was tired of having him zone out all the time.
“What is it with you today, hm?”, he asked finally, as Jack just stopped mid-sentence.
„What?“, Jack asked as Joe snapped him out of his daze.
„Why are you so distracted all the time?”
Jack sighed. “I... There is this girl. Y/N.”
Jack didn’t look at Joe when he told him the full story, and by the end of it, he was blushing. It wasn’t like him at all to be swooning over somebody like this. Hell, he was the one that people where swooning about. When Joe was silent for a second, Jack finally looked up and met his gaze.
“I know, it’s pathetic.”
“No”, Joe disagreed, “it‘s not pathetic. If it’s so important to you wether she passed or not, why don’t you go down and ask her?”
“I can’t just go down, can I?”, Jack said coyly, and Joe thought that there weren’t many times that he had seen his friend like this.
“Look at you being all flustered”, Joe said, “she’s got to be special then.”
Jack blushed at that, because yes, she was special in such an irritating way that he still couldn’t understand.
“Now go, and then you can stop agonising.”
Reluctantly, Jack decided to get up and just go down to see her, because yes, Joe was right, and maybe when he knew, he could stop thinking about her.
He took the stairs because it was only one floor, and went up to her door. He paused, taking a deep breath before finally ringing her bell. He heard some shuffling before she finally opened her door.
“Oh, hi Jack”, Y/N said surprised before her lips turned into a slight smile. Jack noticed how something inside of him tingled once she said his name.
“Hi”, he said shyly and hoped that she couldn’t see how he started to blush.
“How was... did you get your results?”, he asked and scratched his hair at the back of his head because he wasn’t sure what to do with his hands. He was sure she noticed that he was blushing by now.
“Against all odds, I passed”, Y/N said and smiled, a real smile that even reached her eyes. Jack loved it.
“So you can stop feeling guilty now”, she continued and winked, making Jack notice a humorous glint in her eyes that he had never seen on her before.
“I wasn’t feeling guilty”, Jack said quickly and looked away from her.
“Oh, weren’t you?”, Y/N asked teasingly.
“Maybe a little”, Jack said, and looked back at her. She was still smiling, and he had to admit to himself that he liked her best when she smiled. It made her eyes light up in a very favourable way.
“So”, she said, “was that all you wanted to know?”
“Yes.... er no”, Jack rambled, “er, do you want to grab a coffee with me sometime?”
He mentally scolded himself for rambling around like that, it wasn’t like him and to be honest, it was really embarrassing.
“Like a date, you mean?”, Y/N asked with a cheeky glint in her eyes this time.
Jack took a deep breath. “Yes, like a date.”
“Yeah, I’d like to”, she answered, “in fact, I’m quite hungry right now, so maybe if you’re free, we could get dinner instead of a coffee?”
“Yeah, sure”, Jack said relieved, completely forgetting about Joe upstairs, who no doubt was waiting for him to come back and tell him about the girl.
“Cool”, Y/N said and grabbed a jacket and her keys.
Joe later texted Jack saying that he had taken his keys with him, because Jack had forgotten them.
request - I was wondering if maybe you'd be up to writing a fanfic where Jack's a personal trainer? I've been craving it for such a long time lol. No pressure though, just thought I'd ask :)
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"Y/n!" The gym manager called out.
"Hi! That's me." you said, walking up to the desk.
"Hello. Welcome to our humble abode." The manager joked. You had picked this gym because everyone was so nice. There's nothing worse than trying your best and feeling judged for it. "It looks like we have you paired with Jack for your personal training sessions."
"Awesome. I'm excited to get started." you replied.
"Just wait here and I'll go grab him." he said, leaving you to stand at the counter.
Looking around, you tried to identify the sections of the gym. You could see a pool through a glass wall and an area with rooms for yoga and spin. A group of women at your work had all made a group pact to keep each other accountable to eating healthier and going to the gym and you were kind of excited.
The manager walked back up with a gorgeous blond. "Hi. I'm Jack." he said, reaching his hand out.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Y/n." you replied, shaking his hand.
"Well, I'm going to give the two of you some time to go over your goals and your game plan. It was nice to meet you. Feel free to ask for either of us if you ever have any questions." The manager interjected and then walked back to his office.
The two of you sat down and went over why you wanted to join the gym. What your goals were. How much time you wanted to dedicate. What your fears were. Basically, Jack needed to know how and how much to push you without discouraging you.
The first two weeks had gone great. You worked out with Jack twice a week and worked out on your own twice a week. It didn't hurt that Jack was hot. He was also really hands on, so you were definitely motivated to show up for your sessions. You could feel yourself getting stronger, but your clothes were fitting the same. Every week at work your work out group would take turns weighing themselves and sharing stories from their work-outs. A few of you hadn't lost more than a pound, but a few of the girls had lost 6 or 7 pounds. While you physically felt better than you did two weeks ago, you couldn't help but be discouraged that you hadn't lost much weight.
"Hey, Y/n!" The manager called, currently working the front desk at your gym. "Weren't you here this morning?"
"Yeah, just getting in some more cardio." you smiled, walking to the girl's locker room. This week you had been ignoring Jack's instructions to take a few rest days and instead had been spending time on the treadmill. You figured the more cardio you got in, the better.
The next personal training day, Jack had pushed you a little harder than the first three weeks. Running his hands under your arms, he corrected your form. "We'll slowly step up your sets and we'll add some cardio in the pool to switch it up." he said, walking you back in the direction of the locker room. He had asked if you were okay a few times during your session. Your muscles were sore from running so much, but you didn't want to tell him you'd been ignoring his schedule. Who knows, if you kept it up maybe you'd be the kind of girl Jack would date.
Over the next few weeks, you continued to push yourself too hard and had even started skipping lunches at the office. "I have too much work to do." you'd say when someone asked if you'd taken a break. During the last few weight ins, you'd been happy with your numbers but you didn't feel great anymore. You were always hungry and always tired.
"Three more, love." Jack said, standing by the weight machine. "Y/n. Y/n!"
Jack was sounding further and further away and then all you remember was waking up in Jack's lap. "THAT'S COLD!" You squealed.
Jack had dumped your water bottle over your face trying to wake you up. "Hey, hey. Stay down." Jack said when you tried to immediately stand up, his arms stopping you from leaving. "What is going on with you?" he asked.
You looked up at Jack's concerned face and couldn't bring yourself to confess. "I just didn't feel that great today. What happened?"
He stared at you for a second before answering. "You passed out, love. I think you should stay away from the gym for a few days. Make sure you get better." Jack pushed your wet hair out of your face.
"I'll be fine, Jack." you said, breaking eye contact.
"You're paying for my advice, y/n. You need a break." Jack said, helping you stand up.
"I said I'm fine." you interjected, cutting him short. You grabbed your water bottle and quickly walked to the locker room. After changing and grabbing your bag, you went straight to your car. You still felt super lightheaded, so you decided to just sit in your car for a bit.
After what you thought was only a few minutes, you were woken up by a tapping on your window. "Y/n." Jack said, trying to wake you up.
"Jack, what do you want?" you asked, rolling down the window, seeing his face fall a bit more. You also realized it was now night time.
"Drop the 'I'm fine' facade, y/n." Jack said quietly. "I'm just worried about you." He leaned his arms on your door.
"I'm a grown ass woman. I AM fine." You said, not making eye contact.
"My boss already told me you've been in here running every day, sometimes twice a day. You're making yourself sick, love." Jack said, reaching in your car to turn your face towards him. "What's going on?"
You hated that you had been found out. Looking into Jack's baby blues always made you get butterflies in your stomach, but right now you were just embarrassed. "I don't want to talk about it." you replied, ducking your head again.
"Nope. Not an acceptable answer." Jack pulled the lock up and opened your door. "I'm starving and my favorite pub is across the way. We're going to go talk over good food and shitty beer." He held his hand out for yours.
"Right. Like I'd drink my carbs with my personal trainer." You said, standing up without grabbing his hand.
"Damn straight you're going to drink your carbs. You're going to eat them, too." Jack said, closing your door once you stood up. "You obviously haven't been listening to any of my advice."
"I've been being as good as possible." you replied, following Jack out of the parking lot.
"Exactly. I told you take breaks and to have cheat days. You can't run on empty forever." Jack said.
When you got to the pub, Jack ordered two beers and two burgers. "I can't eat that." you said, fidgeting with your shirt.
"You can and you will, love." Jack replied, pushing your beer towards you. "Now tell me why on earth you've been running yourself into the ground?"
"I haven't been." you answered, holding the beer but not drinking it.
"That's bullshit and you know it." Jack replied. "You're acting like it's normal or healthy to drop weight like you have. Especially when you originally told me you were just interested in feeling better. I do this for a living, y/n. I know when someone is letting their thoughts screw with their health. Now take a drink of your beer and talk."
Feeling a few tears fall down your cheeks, you took a big drink of your beer. "There's, um. There's a group of us at work. And uh, we were encouraging each other and doing weigh ins and I just wasn't doing as well as them." you said, not making eye contact.
"Well first, it's dumb to weigh yourself when you're building muscle. It weighs more than fat and you're going to discourage yourself." Jack said, moving to sit next to you instead of across from you. "And second, those groups are only good if they aren't a competition. You have no idea what they're doing to lose weight. They could be starving themselves or taking diet pills or just naturally have a fast metabolism."
"It doesn't matter." You said, drinking more of your beer. "I should be able to do this."
"Do what?" Jack asked. "There's nothing wrong with you. You started this to feel better and somewhere along the way you forgot that."
"I didn't forget that." You replied. "I just decided I'd rather look better."
This made jack laugh. "Y/n, there wasn't anything wrong with how you looked. You're a gorgeous woman." He said, finishing off his beer.
"Sure." you said, leaning back in the booth.
"Y/n, when you walked in, I specifically asked to be assigned to you. You can ask my boss." Jack said, fidgeting with his empty glass.
Turning to face him, you gave him a look. "Bullshit. I've seen the other woman that work out at that gym."
"Love, they've seen you too. Everyone is way harsher on themselves than they are others. And I did ask to be your trainer. I saw a beautiful, vibrant, happy woman walk in and I wanted to get to know her." Jack replied, smiling over at you.
The waiter walked up with your burgers, interrupting your conversation. You pulled the top of the bun off and grabbed a knife and fork to eat the rest of the burger.
"Y/n, just eat the fucking burger!" Jack laughed, stealing your silverware.
You couldn't help but laugh, too. "You're so obnoxious." you said, putting the bun back on your burger and taking a big bite. "God, this is delicious."
"I told you." Jack said, digging into his food. After ordering two more beers and eating in comfortable silence, Jack cleared his throat. "So I know it may be inappropriate to ask since I'm your trainer, so please tell me if I need to just shut up, but I would really love to take you out on an actual date."
He caught you totally off guard, but you could see that he was actually nervous. He was quite cute when he blushed. "That's not a question." you smiled over at him.
You saw his face light up, turning in the booth to face you. "Will you go on a date with me?" He asked.
"I think I could make some time." you laughed.
"You should have plenty of time since I don't want to see you back in the gym for a week. You need to let your body rest and heal, love." Jack said, putting his arm around your shoulders.
"Fine, fine." you leaned into Jack. He was finishing off his second beer when you added, "Does bedroom cardio count?"
Jack sputtered beer all over the table and the two of you. Grabbing a napkin and cleaning up, he laughed. "I think I could allow a little bit of that. You know, I'm here if you want some hands on assistance."
"I mean, I am paying for a personal trainer." you laughed, leaning back into his side.
Sitting in the back of an Uber car, you couldn't stop the tears from streaming down your face.
"Are you alright, miss?" The older gentleman driver kindly asked.
Smiling and making eye contact in the rear view mirror, you started nodding. "I'm great, actually. Definitely happy tears."
"Well that's good to hear." the driver chuckled, seeing you lift the small ultrasound picture so he could see it in the mirror. "Congratulations."
"Thank you." you stared back down at the picture.
You had found out you were pregnant almost a month ago, but the doctor had warned you that there may be complications. He was unable to get a heart beat and he couldn't get a clear image of the baby. You had hesitantly told Jack, but the two of you had kept it to yourselves and tried your hardest not to get your hopes up.
You hadn't told Jack about your appointment today, but you were beyond excited to tell him the results. After worrying for another month, your baby girl was healthy and happy at 18 weeks.
You sent out a group text to the rest of the boys. "Hey everyone. If Jack is by you right now, don't read this text until later. I have a huge surprise for him BUT YOU HAVE TO KEEP YOUR MOUTHS SHUT. We need everyone to come over tonight (I'm telling Jack we're having a movie night) and I want everyone to bring a pink food or drink. Anything. The pinker and girlier, the better! [you can probably tell what his surprise is] Everyone should arrive around 8:30. Love you guys! See you later!"
You replied to a load of congratulations texts you had received back and everyone was in. Joe suggested he invite a few more of their YouTuber friends that weren't on the group text. You agreed knowing the more of you that got together, the better time you always had. Joe had practically doubled the number of people showing up.
After straightening the flat, you sent Jack to shower. Filling in Conor on the plan, the two of you hid cameras all over the flat.
Sitting in the living room watching the boys play Fifa, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it." you said, letting in the first group of guests. Joe, Caspar, and Oli all walked into the flat, greeting the boys on the couch.
"Oooo, what'd you bring?" Jack asked, staring at the TV trying to beat his brother.
"Ice cream, cupcakes, and a bottle of Rose." Joe called out, taking everything to the kitchen and joining the boys in the living room.
The doorbell rang again straight away. Josh got up and let Simon, JJ, and the Cals into the flat, pointing to the kitchen. "Just put the food in there." he said smiling.
"Holy shit. We're going to have so much food left over." Conor said, causing Jack to look up.
"Ay! Haven't seen you guys in a while." Jack called out, still focused on the video game.
Simon handed his food off to one of the other guys and walked over to watch Fifa. "Ooo, your team is shit, mate." Simon commented, making the boys in the living room laugh.
Cherries, a few more bottles of Rose, strawberry jello shots, and pink chocolate covered strawberries had been added to the food. Your kitchen was looking very pink. Zoe, Alfie, and Marcus joined the group followed by Abe and Alex and a few of the boy's non YouTube friends. This added Strawberry Lemonade and vodka, pink cookies, a tray of watermelon, bags of different pink candies, and raspberry sorbet.
You loved that the flat was full of your friends. Between JJ's loud ass laughter, knowing Jack was going to freak out, and watching your friends catching up with each other, you couldn't keep a smile off of your face.
Jack beat Conor in Fifa and they switched out controllers with JJ and Simon. You had left a Pink frosted cake in Mikey's fridge as a way to get Jack out of the flat for a few minutes. "Hey babe, can you go get the cake I made? It's in Mikey's flat."
"Why can't Mikey get it?" he fake whined.
"Do you really trust LP to not drop it?" you laughed, going up on your tip toes to kiss Jack. "Please?"
"Oh, alright. I'll be back in a few. Where is it?" He asked, grabbing Mikey's keys from him..
"The fridge. Thanks, love." you called, shutting the door behind him.
"Alright. He'll be back in a few minutes. How can we make it to where he knows right away?" you said, watching the boys pause the game and put the controllers by the TV.
"I think we should all be holding one of the pink foods when he walks in." Caspar suggested.
"He's going to shit." Conor laughed, helping you hand the food out. "I'm not going to hold anything so that I can grab the cake before he drops it."
"Perfect." you said, waiting by the door. "I'm so nervous." you couldn't sit still.
Conor pulled you into a hug. "Don't be, love. He's going to be so happy."
You could hear footsteps approaching the door. "He's coming." you whispered to everyone standing in the living room.
When Jack opened the door, you could tell he was focused on not dropping the cake. When he saw you standing there waiting for him, he asked "Babe, why did you make a pink cake. You hate pink." He laughed and tried to hand it to you.
"No reason." you answered and told him to hand it to Conor instead. When he rounded the corner and handed the cake to Conor, he saw everyone standing there facing him with big smiles on their faces. "What's going on..." he laughed and started asking, but froze when he realized that all of the food was pink.
Jack turned to face you with his mouth hanging open. His eyes dropped to your stomach and then back up to your face. "Are we...? Is everything...? It's really..." Jack stuttered, tears threatening to fall from his watery eyes.
You had already started crying again. Nodding, you tried to wipe the tears from your cheeks. "You're gonna be a dad."
Jack ran back to you and pulled you into his arms, spinning you around. The whole room was cheering, shouting out congratulations and laughing. "She's alright?" he asked once he had sat you back down, his voice muffled by your hair.
"She's perfect." you replied. Everyone had started setting down the food and had surround the two of you in one massive group hug.
When you finally broke apart, you were congratulated by everyone individually. Some of the boys opened the alcohol and had pulled Jack out onto the balcony, everybody pulling out their vlogging cameras.
The rest of the night was perfect. You were happy that so many people had showed up. You did end up ordering pizza so that no one died of a sugar overdose. Games were played, your friends vlogged, and you got to catch up with some of your favorite people.
After making sure everyone had a safe ride home and sending most of the left over food home with people, you guys set about cleaning up. Jack was silent the whole time, but he had a huge smile on his face. "Lets go to bed, love." he said, walking up behind you and slipping his hands over your tummy.
"Sounds good to me." you smiled, putting your hands over his.
After changing into comfy clothes and finishing your nightly routine, you crawled into the bed and waited for Jack. When he finally joined you, he immediately pulled the covers down and snuggled his face against your stomach.
"Is she really okay?" he asked, softly running his fingers back and forth across the skin of your bare belly.
"She's completely healthy." you said, smiling but yawning. "Lets go to sleep, love." you started running your fingers through Jack's hair.
Crawling back up to kiss you, Jack pulled you to lay across his chest. "Sweet dreams, mommy."
"Sweet dreams, daddy." you replied, letting the rhythm of Jack's chest rising and falling lull you to sleep.
A lot of people assume that sex gets boring after dating someone for a few years, but you and Jack had found quite a few ways to keep your love life interesting. Your favorite thing to do to each other was to rile the other up in situations where you couldn't do anything about it.
Getting ready for work in the morning, you smirked down at a bare assed Jack, still snuggled into the bed. Picking out one of his favorite outfits, you put on your heels and a high waist pencil skirt. He loved how your legs looked in heels. Riding down the elevator, you snapped a picture of your outfit and text it to him. "Hope you have a good day, baby. Love you." You knew he wasn't going to be up for a few hours, but you couldn't wait for his response.
Seeing your phone go off on your lunch break, you opened Jack's text. It was a picture of him smirking at the camera. "I love you too, but you did that on purpose."
You laughed, and text back. "Maybe, maybe not."
"Come on, love. Send me another picture ;)" He text back.
"What did you do to deserve that?" you text back, already trying to think of a picture that would drive him crazy.
"Nothing yet, but I'd make it worth your while." He wrote back, snapping a picture of himself with the duvet placed very carefully.
You stepped into your office's bathroom and locked the door, pulling off your blouse and standing in front of the massive mirror. Snapping a picture of you in your lacy bra, heels, and skirt pulled half way up your thighs, you text him back. "You don't get anything tonight if you touch yourself now."
"God, you're gorgeous. But that is 3 hours away! How am I supposed to wait 3 hours after that picture?!" he replied, sending you a pouty faced picture.
"What about this. If you wait until I get home, we'll try something on our list. You choose." You text back. The two of you had made a list of things you were both wanting or willing to try in bed. Jack had 2 or 3 he had been dying to do.
"Done. Come home straight after work. I'll be waiting." Jack replied, already planning.
"Don't cheat." you wrote, adding one more picture before putting your shirt back on and returning to your office.
"Damn, baby girl. I promise I won't cheat. I can't wait for you to get home." was the last text you got from him at work.
When you made it to your flat's elevator, you text Jack. "On my way up ;)" Walking into the flat, you made it about half way to your room before Jack came out and threw you over his shoulder. You squealed and laughed, slapping Jack on the ass.
"Welcome home, beautiful." Jack said, slapping your ass in return. He walked out onto the balcony with you still flung over his shoulder, only putting you down after he had closed the door.
"Ooo, the balcony??" You asked. "When I agreed to this one I kind of thought it would be at night." you laughed.
"Nope. Knees. Now." Jack said with his fake stern face on.
"Oh, yes sir." you laughed, slowly dropping to your knees and working his pants open.
"You did a mean thing, love." he said, lifting your chin to make you look up at him as you pulled his already hard dick out of his pants.
"I did." you said, placing feather light kisses up the back of his erection making him gasp. "But if I didn't instigate this morning, we wouldn't be here now." you continued, taking him in your mouth without breaking eye contact.
"Oh, fuck." Jack said, watching you and then looking out over the city.
"Is it as good as you imagined?" you asked after spending a few minutes pleasuring Jack.
"Better, love." he said, telling you to stand up. He ripped open a condom and rolled it on, turning you around to lean against the balcony wall. "Ass out, sweetheart." he said, slowly running his shaking hands up your thighs to pull your skirt up to gather at your waist. "Keep your heels on."
You were always so turned on when you watched Jack get lost in the moment. "God, I love you." you said, pushing your ass back into him.
"Behave." he said, before dipping his fingers into the front of your panties. His favorite pair, to be specific. "Mmmmm, so wet for me, baby? Were you sitting there at work wondering what I'd pick?" Jack said, pulling down your thong for you to step out of it.
"Of course." you replied, feeling him line himself up with your opening. "Come on, baby. Make it count." you said, right before he slammed into you.
"Oh, I am." Jack said, sucking a purple mark into the side of your neck and hearing you moan. "All of those people that live in those flats can see you, you know." he continued, getting off on the fact that you guys were fucking semi in public.
Slipping your hand down to touch yourself, you had a hard time keeping quiet. "Teasing you this morning was the best decision I've made in a long time." you said before losing your voice to more moans and gasps as your orgasm washed over you.
"I bet the neighbors agree with you. They can probably hear you moaning my name." Jack said as he joined you. "Fuck." Jack's arms came around you to hold you back against him, slipping out of you and trying to catch his breath.
"I should let you pick off of that list more often." you said, folding your arms over Jack's as the two of you looked out over the city.
Turning you to face him, he pulled you into a proper, gentle kiss. "I love you so much." he said, bending over to grab your underwear and fixing your skirt before ditching the condom and doing his jeans back up.
"I love you too." you replied, stepping out of your heels and pulling Jack to you, resting your head on his chest.
"Are you alright, love? Was I too rough?" Jack asked, wrapping his arms around you. For as kinky as you two got, Jack always made sure he took care of you.
"I'm great, babe. I need to clean up my knees, but I couldn't be better." You replied, letting him drag you inside.
"Let me." he said, making sure your scraped knees were cleaned up and you got into comfy clothes.
Later that night when Conor got back to the flat, he stopped in your room to catch up. "Did you guys see the memo board downstairs? There's a huge sign that says 'Please make sure that your windows are closed during loud adult activities.'" Conor said, chuckling. You and Jack looked at each other for a second before busting up laughing. "Oh, god. I don't want to know, do I?"
"No, mate. You really don't." Jack said, still laughing.
You'd known Jack Maynard since elementary school, and if you were honest with yourself you'd had a crush on him ever since. You had filmed a messy video for Jack's channel with Josh and thankfully Jack lent you some clothes so you could shower and change out of your sticky ones. You had spent the rest of the night hanging out with the boys and were coming back the next day to film a video for Josh's channel. Unfortunately, you didn't know that you had been caught in the crossfire of a prank war.
Getting ready for bed, Jack brushed his teeth and remembered he had set up a go pro in the bathroom to catch Josh singing in the shower. Grabbing it and reviewing the footage on his mac, he realized that he had caught you in the shower. Jack immediately paused the footage, his hand coming to cover his mouth.
"I can't." he said, running the mouse to the red X to close the window. Staring at the frozen frame of your body on the camera, Jack let his curiosity get the best of him. "Just a second." he said, clicking play. He watched you rinse your hair and caught that you were singing one of his favorite songs, a smile creeping onto his face. "Jack, what the fuck are you doing?" he asked himself, pausing the video again.
He went to close the video and delete the footage, but something caught his eye. You and Jack were the type of friends to tell each other everything, but you had a secret. You had a tattoo between your shoulder blades that you got when your grandma had passed. It was a personal thing that you wanted to keep to yourself, so you never told anyone. Jack played the video, watching for a clearer image of the tattoo.
"Jack!" Josh called, walking into his room.
"It's nothing! I wasn't doing anything." Jack said, slamming his lap top closed and ripping his headphones out of his ears.
"'Cause that doesn't look suspicious as fuck." Josh laughed. "If you're going to watch porn, at least close your door."
"I wasn't. It was....Nevermind. What's up?" Jack replied.
"Y/n is headed back over." Josh said.
"It's nearly 2 in the morning, is she okay?" Jack asked, nervous you would find out what he did.
"The heater in her building is broken and she was coming over in the morning anyways. I told her to pack a bag and she can just crash over here until it's fixed." Josh said, giving Jack a weird look. "Are you alright, mate?"
"Yeah!" he said, his voice cracking. Clearing his throat, he tried again. "Yeah. I'm fine. Is she just going to sleep on the couch?"
"I figured she'd bunk with one of us." Josh replied, knowing you had done it before. "Just wanted to give you a heads up. Finish wanking before she gets here. I'd rather not scare her out of the house." Josh said, closing Jack's door.
Jack opened his mac and felt guilty just seeing the video open. "Jack, you're an idiot." he told himself, deleting the footage. He heard the front door open and close. Hoping he wouldn't have to face you tonight, he stayed in his room.
"Thank you." he heard you say to Josh. "It is freezing in my flat."
"Of course. We can't let you freeze." Josh replied, giving you a hug. "Holy shit you're shivering."
"I know. I just need blankets and I'll bundle up on the couch." you said, tucking your hands into your sweater after dropping your bag by the couch.
"Do you just want to share mine?" Josh asked, grabbing your bag.
"Works for me. I warn you, though. I'm a cuddler." you laughed, following Josh to his room. "Jack asleep?" you asked.
"I don't know. He's being weird." Josh replied, setting your bag by his closet.
"That's nothing new." you laughed, crawling into the bed after Josh.
"Holy shit, your feet are cold." Josh squealed.
You laughed, "We've established I'm dying of hypothermia."
"Well that won't do." Josh said, pulling you towards him, making you the little spoon to his big spoon.
"Mmmmm, you're so warm. Thank you." you giggled. "Goodnight, Josh."
"Goodnight, Frosty." He replied, sending you into another fit of giggles.
Jack finally ventured out into the living room after it got quiet. He didn't see anyone on the couch and your bag was nowhere to be found. He walked down the hall and peeked in Josh's room. Seeing Josh with his arms around you left a weird feeling in his stomach. He didn't like it and he didn't know why.
The next morning Jack was the first to wake and he wasn't too happy about it. He had been up most of the night thinking. First, he had really fucked up and he knew it. The guilt was keeping him on edge. Second, even though he shouldn't know it, he knew you had a tattoo and he was upset you hadn't told him about it before. You guys usually trusted each other with everything. And finally, he couldn't make sense of his feelings. He was upset you had fallen asleep in Josh's arms, but he couldn't figure out why. Deciding to avoid all of it, he grabbed his keys and wallet and left the flat.
Hearing the door slam shut, you woke up. "Josh?" you said, sliding out of bed. "What was that noise?"
"What?" Josh said, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
Walking out into the flat, you called out for Jack but didn't hear anything. "Hello?"
"He must have left." Josh said, ducking into Jack's room.
"He slammed the door." you said, wondering what was wrong with your friend. *Where'd you go?* you text him, hoping everything was okay. He text back *Just gone for a walk. I'll be back for Josh's video.*
Jack hadn't gone for a walk. Well, unless you count walking straight to MIkey's apartment. "I'm fucked." he said, plopping onto Mikey's bed. Mikey just stared at Jack, half asleep. "I said I'm fucked, mate!" Jack said, flailing around dramatically.
"Jack, what are you talking about?" Mikey said, sitting up in bed.
Jack spent the next 5 minutes explaining everything that had kept him up all night.
"Oi, mate. You're fucked." Mikey said, getting out of bed and pulling black jeans on. "Get up. I need food and coffee."
Sitting in a cafe around the corner, they placed their orders. While Jack was taking a drink of his water, MIkey asked him a question. "Do you think she'll still date you after she knows what you did?"
Jack spit water all over the table and Mikey. "Date her? Why on earth would I want to date her?"
"Mate, why do you think you were so mad when you saw her with Josh?" Lp asked, wiping the water from his jacket and face.
It took jack a minute. "I was probably just mad about. Well, you know. I don't like her. That's stupid. I think I'd know if I liked someone I've known my whole life." Mikey raising his hands in defeat, didn't say anything back.
When jack finally made it back to the flat, you and Josh were already setting up for the video. Trying to act normal, Jack asked, "What are we filming?"
"I figured since we have Y/n here we'd do Never Have I Ever. Conor's working on something upstairs so it's just us." Josh said, adjusting the tripod.
"Perfect. Cool. Works for me." He said, just standing around.
"Hey! You're back!" you said, walking up to Jack and hugging him. "Where'd you go?"
When you hugged Jack he was torn between wishing you hadn't and not wanting to let go. "Breakfast with Mikey."
"Nice. Hope you had a good time." you said, walking over to help Josh.
The first part of the video went fine, but then Josh brought up that you were sleeping in the flat because your heating was out and Jack made a jab at Josh. "I bet you kept her plenty warm, mate." looking upset.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Josh said, giving Jack a questioning look.
"Jack, I would have crashed with you like normal, but you were asleep." you replied.
"Sure, my turn. Never have I ever gotten a tattoo." Jack said, raising his 'I have' paper. You and Josh raised your 'I haven't' papers.
You started next. "Never have I ever..."
Jack laughed, interrupting you. "Never have I ever lied to my best friend." He stared at you, waiting for you to answer. "So you're going to lie about lying now?" He asked, when you didn't answer.
"What are you talking about?" You asked Jack.
"I'm talking about the tattoo between your shoulder blades you never told me about, even though you've gone with me to get every single one of mine." Jack practically yelled, regretting saying anything. If you came clean, he'd have to as well.
"How...How do you even know about that?" You asked, but didn't get a response.
"So you admit it!" He continued raising his voice.
"Jack, stop yelling." Josh stepped in.
"Oh, fuck off, mate. I'm sure she'll crawl back in your bed for comfort." Jack said, regretting every word. He was just digging himself deeper and finally he stood up and walked out of the flat.
You had tears in your eyes, and Josh didn't know what to do. "He's been off since before you came over last night. I don't know what's wrong with him."
"He's right, though. I should have told him." You didn't understand how he knew, but you felt guilty for keeping it from him. You sat there and explained to Josh the whole tattoo and why you got it and kept it a secret. "I hate when he's not okay." You cried, venting. "I know he won't ever return my feelings, but his friendship is important to me." You talked a bit more and then packed up your bag.
"Y/n, please stay here. Your heater won't be fixed for two more days." Josh begged you, not wanting to to be alone or stuck in your freezing flat.
"I'm good, love. Let me know Jack made it home safe, yeah?" You said, heading home.
When Jack came home, Josh cornered him. "What gives, Jack?"
"I screwed up, mate." Jack replied, explaining to Josh what he'd done and how he knew about the tattoo.
"You're an asshole. An even bigger asshole than you think you are." Josh said, going to his room and pulling the SD card from his camera. "Watch this and then make it right." Josh went to his room and closed his door.
Jack pulled up the card on his computer and watched his outburst all over again, cringing and swearing at how stupid he had been. After watching himself storm out, he listened to you explain. And then he listened to you tell Josh that you had feelings for him. Watching how broken he had left you, Jack closed the lap top. Something was clicking in his head. He wanted to be the person that comforted you when you were upset, not the person that left you upset. Grabbing his keys, he stormed out of the flat for the third time in one day.
Jack paced in front of your door for a solid five minutes before he gathered the courage to knock. Opening your door, you were surprised to see Jack. "Come in." You said, stepping aside.
"No." Jack said, standing in your doorway. "You may not want me to come in."
"You're always welcome in my home, Jack." You insisted.
"Not after you hear what I have to say. This seems like a good location in case you want to slam the door in my face." He said, refusing to come in.
"Oooookay." You said, waiting for him to continue.
"First, I have to apologize. Josh and I have been pranking each other and there was a camera set up to catch him singing in the shower. I didn't know you'd be in there." Jack said, waiting for you to understand.
"That sucks, but it's not the end of the world, Jack. Did you delete it?" You replied.
"You're not mad?" He asked.
"Embarrassed, but not mad." You said, cringing thinking about him seeing you in the shower.
"Well there's more." Jack cleared his throat. "First, you have no reason to be embarrassed." Jack said. "Second..."
If he saw enough to compliment you, you realized that he had actually watched the footage. "You didn't just delete it, did you?"
Jack started panicking and he couldn't stop the word vomit "I'm so so sorry, Y/n. I watched it for less than a minute. I swear I didn't watch the whole thing. We've been friends since before we knew we even liked boys or girls and I've never looked at you like that before until it was just sitting in front of me and then I saw your tattoo and I was confused and then I was a little hurt that you kept it a secret because we tell each other everything and then I realized how badly I had fucked up by watching it at all. And then THEN I saw you sleeping in Josh's arms and I wanted to punch him so hard. Y/n, I hated seeing you sleeping in his bed and I didn't understand why but Mikey told me it's because I like you and I accidentally spit water all over him but then I realized he was right. Which made everything so much worse because I had already done something unforgivable and then Josh yelled at me and made me watch the video of what you said after I stormed out like a fucking child and seeing you hurting just killed me....Y/n, I never want to be the person that makes you feel like that....." Jack stood there out of breath and out of words.
"I think I got about half of that." You laughed. "Why did you spit on Mikey?"
"Are you laughing?" He asked, starting to shiver from the total lack of heat in your building.
"What you did was messed up and embarrassing, Jack." you said stepping to the side and telling him to come in.
"I know, love, and I'm so so sorry. I'll do anything to make it up to you." he said, teeth chattering. "I didn't even think you'd let me inside."
"You didn't let me finish." you said, closing the door. "Recording me was an accident, but you should have deleted it. No one likes feeling exposed." you said, blushing. "I think our friendship is stronger than your dumb mistake, though. I just wish you would have talked to me instead of blowing up on Josh and yelling at me. You were kind of a huge ass hole."
"Will you please forgive me and give me another chance to not fuck this up?" Jack asked.
"Of course, love. I do reserve the right to use Josh to get revenge, though." you laughed.
"That's fair. I'm half naked on the internet already, so I've accepted everyone will eventually see me nude." Jack replied, finally addressing the temperature. "You were not kidding. It's like the arctic in here."
"No shit." you laughed. "Apologize to Josh. And tell him we'll re-film his video tomorrow." You said, walking to the door.
"As if. You're coming with me." he said, grabbing the bag you had dropped at the door.
"You're forgiven, Jack. You don't need to baby me." You said, opening the door.
"No, you don't understand. I didn't get a bit of sleep last night after seeing you in bed with Josh. If you won't come back to mine, then I'm going to slowly freeze to death in yours." Jack said, still holding your bag.
"I still don't get why you got so upset that I bunked with Josh. All three of us have shared a bed before. We're just friends." you said, slipping your shoes on.
"But I didn't feel the way I feel now, y/n." Jack said, realizing you hadn't quite caught the point of all of this. "I don't want to share a bed with my best friend. I want to wake up next to the person I love."
Letting his words from earlier sink in, you shook your head back and forth in disbelief. "Jack Maynard, you are ridiculous. You know that?" you said, closing the distance between you two.
"There's actual proof of that all over the internet, love." Jack chuckled.
Standing up on your toes, you pressed your lips to his. "Also, if I had known that seeing me naked would make you fall in love with me, I would have taken my clothes off years ago." you teased him, walking out of your flat. You could hear him laugh behind you.
"That's not it at all, you freak. Though feel free to exercise your right to be naked any time you like." he joined you, closing your door behind the two of you. "It was seeing you with Josh. It just cleared some things up for me."
"Well now that we're clear, can we please get an Uber back to yours. You made me leave my warm blanket nest." you said, pulling your sleeves over your hands.
When you got back to his flat, Josh was sitting in the living room, doing something on his computer. "I take it you two sorted yourselves out?" he asked.
"I'm going to let you two talk." you said, hugging Josh and making your way to Jack's bed. When he finally joined you, he told you he'd apologized to Josh. "I'm glad." you said, feeling his arms wrap around your middle.
"How long have you felt this way about me? Like how long have I been missing this?" he asked, pulling you tighter to his chest and burying his face in your hair.
"I'm pretty sure I've always felt this way, love." You replied, smiling at how Jack's words slurred a bit when he was tired.
"I'm an idiot." he replied.
"But now you're my idiot." you giggled.
"How do you manage to sound both condescending and proud at the same time?" he laughed.
"Oh, go to sleep, Jack." you replied, still smiling.
"Half way there." he replied, placing a kiss against your hair.
It wasn't often that your boyfriend, Jack, had a hard time sleeping. He had been a carefree lad his whole life and rarely let worries or negative thoughts get the best of him. That seemed to have changed in the last month or so, though.
After reaching half a million subscribers and getting so much love on Twitter and in his YouTube comments, he started to want to take his job as a youtuber more seriously. He would stress a bit about not being original enough or being stereotyped because of what he had said or done in past videos. He was growing up and felt the need to prove that to his viewers. Lately, he couldn't shut his brain off after the sun went down.
*3:30 am*
You knew Jack had been tossing and turning all night, but he finally gave up and you heard him slip out of the bedroom.
"Baby?" You spoke, finding Jack sitting on the balcony.
"I'm sorry, love. Did I keep you up?" He asked.
"I just don't like sleeping when you aren't in bed with me. Feels like I'm missing something." You grabbed his hands and pulled him up, wrapping your arms around him. "What's wrong?"
"I'm just thinking too much. Wondering what people see when they watch me on their screen." He replied, letting his head rest on your shoulder.
You let your arms drop and pulled him inside. "We're going to run you a bath and I'm going to tell you all of the things they see and all of the reasons they love you."
"You don't have to, love. We can just go to bed." Jack responded, feeling bad he had kept you up so late.
"Nonsense. Get naked and grab a towel. Or the other way around." You laughed.
You went into the bathroom and started the hot water, getting it just right. You added some aromatherapy oils to the water to help with the stress. After he joined you in the bathroom, you sat on the back end of the tub with your legs in the water. "Come on, Maynard. Get naked." You grinned.
"Only if you join me, gorgeous" he cheekily replied.
"Not a chance, hot stuff. This is all about you, tonight. Now strip and get in." You gestured for him to lay back against your legs.
You lathered up your hands with body soap and started in on his shoulders. "When people see you, the first thing they notice is your smile." Your hands slowly moved working out the tension in his muscles. "You smile with your whole face. It goes all the way up to your beautiful blue eyes."
"Your smile and your laugh are contagious. You make other people want to smile just because you are." You added more soap and worked your hands down his chest and his back.
"When people see you, they see the life of the party. Not in a bad way, either. You're friendly to everyone and genuine and you put people at ease. You're able to laugh at yourself, so you give the people around you the opportunity to not take themselves so seriously. It's a gift, darlin'." You pulled up handfuls of water to rinse off the soap. Jack stayed silent, only hmmming and moaning when you'd massage a tense muscle.
"When people see you, they see someone who cares about his friends. They also see someone who cares about his family." You grabbed the shampoo and started working it into Jack's hair. "A great older brother to Anna and a confidant to Conor."
You could feel him finally relaxing against you as you finished shampooing Jack's hair, instructing him to rinse it out. Grabbing the conditioner, you continued on. "When people see you, they see someone with confidence. They get to watch you take risks and be yourself, and that means they have someone to look up to." You finished rinsing the conditioner out of his hair and realized he was already half asleep. He still hadn't said anything.
Standing up to pull the plug, you grabbed a towel and helped Jack out of the bath. You wrapped the towel around him and grabbed another one to dry his hair. "Come on, baby. You're dead on your feet." You grabbed his hand and led him back to the bedroom.
After finding some sweat pants, you turned around to hand them to him and saw him sitting on the bed with his head down. "Jack?" You spoke, gently pulling his chin up to meet his eyes.
Jack had stayed quiet through the whole bath, and now you were staring into his tear filled eyes. "What's wrong, love?"
"Do you really think that's how people see me?" He finally broke the silence. "I mean, I don't even think my friends see me like that."
"Jack. Listen to me, love. There are always going to be people that will judge you for all the wrong reasons. That's just life, on YouTube and off of YouTube...but that doesn't discount all of the people who are better off and happier because you're in their lives. And yes, I know that's how they see you because you ARE those things. It's how I see you." You leaned in to kiss him softly on the lips.
"Thank you. For everything. What would I do without you?" He spoke in a tired voice.
"Well, you won't ever have to find out because I'm not going anywhere." You kissed him one more time and felt him smile against your lips. "Put these on and let's go to bed." You handed him the sweat pants.
Crawling into the bed, you pulled him to you letting him lay his head on your chest. You started dragging your fingers through his hair while quietly humming, hoping he could finally get some rest.
"I love you. So much." He said in a raspy, barely there, voice.
"I love you too, you beautiful boy." You continued to play with his hair until you both fell asleep.
