change yr theme NERDDDD
extrovert/ weird girl x a Hughes brother WHEN???
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a/n: strawberry anon get off my DICKKKK I love u!!! also, do yall ever hand sanitize the fawk outta ur hands before you start to type hello
jack hughes x weird/extrovert girlfriend !!
one time watched in horror as you waved at a random man across the street you thought you knew, you realized you didn't but kept waving to keep up the bit
you narrate mundane activities out loud. not loudly, just very ominously“now we turn the corner. bold choice... will it be our last?" jack looking at you like ?? I fucking hope not????
you talk to inanimate objects. cars. doors. the coffee machine when it’s being slow. jack catches you apologizing to a chair you bumped into and decides, right then, that you’re it for him.
you overshare with confidence. not in a messy way, just honest. jack listens, only responding when he feels like you want him to
you dance when there’s music. doesn’t matter where. grocery store. elevator. the opening beat of a song in a commercial. jack stands nearby pretending he doesn’t know you, but he secretly thinks he loves you more every time
flirting with him but in a way that he's confused on whether or not its flirting "you have amazing posture today, Jack." he's like?? ok?? thanks??
you once decided the energy was off in the apartment and immediately started rearranging furniture. jack came back from a nap to a completely different layout and just accepted it.
you ask questions with no warning. “do you think penguins get embarrassed?” jack thinks about it for a full minute before answering seriously. this is foreplay to you.
you have no fear of silence, but you also have no respect for it. if things get too quiet you’ll hum, tap, narrate your thoughts. jack never asks you to stop. the noise feels alive, feels so you.
you get excited about small things. like, really excited. good lighting. a cool rock. a moment that feels nice. jack learns to slow down just to watch you notice, he starts to notice cool rocks too :)
you’re bad at whispering. terrible. you lean in and stage-whisper comments that are louder than regular talking. jack shushes you, smiling widely as he does
you celebrate things other people overlook. a good practice. a hard conversation handled well. a day where he just feels okay. jack starts measuring success differently. smaller. truer.
you will randomly ask him to dance. no music required. kitchen. hallway. living room at midnight. jack grumbles. every time he follows.
and at the end of the night, when you finally stop talking and curl into him, jack thinks about how loving you feels less like a burden and more like a privilege.
