I Wanna Be Yours
Chapter Twelve
A/N: so sorry for the delay on this chapter, last Thursday was my Starcatcher show and I’ve been running around like crazy trying to get everything done but it’s finally finished, I hope this makes up for it!!
6k words
Warnings: 18+ ONLY minors DNI!!, demon!reader, language, fluff, mentions of sex, innuendo, teasing, drinking alcohol, pet names, blood, cheating if you really really squint, slight smut, f/f flirting, mentions of death, mentions of violence
Inspired by my bestie @gracev0609 thank you so much for always helping me with ideas and inspiring me! I love you!!!
Your alarm startled you awake at six AM sharp. Your hand slapped around blindly until you silenced the incessant beeping. You groaned as you slowly peeked your eyes open. “Honestly, 6:00 in the morning? Jake died less than twelve hours ago and we still have to get up at SIX?” You whined, kicking the blankets off of you so you wouldn’t be as tempted to roll over and go back to sleep.
After a long stretch of your stiff muscles, you climbed out of the bed and pulled the sheets and comforter back into place. You walked into the kitchen and topped off Cookies’ food and water bowl before making your way to the bathroom to run through a speedy version of your morning routine. You knew Jake and the other guys would be there in an hour or less to pick you up, their schedules becoming just a bit more rigid when tour was involved.
Cookies meowed at you as you walked back through the kitchen after your shower, towel drying your dripping hair. “Tell your father he’s lucky he’s pretty, because I wouldn’t be awake at this hour for anybody else.” You chuckled tiredly, scooping the cat up in your arms to place a kiss on his soft forehead.
You had decided to pack light, not knowing how much space there would be for your things on top of everything else. One duffel bag for clothes that you may or may not have snuck some lingerie into, and another for all of your toiletries, cat food, a small bag of cat litter, and a few other odds and ends you’d thrown in in case you needed them. It also contained the small litter pan you’d bought, and the spare food and water bowls.
Once everything was all packed up, you ran through your mental checklist a few more times to make sure you hadn’t forgotten anything. A few minutes later a knock on your door pulled you from your thoughts. You swung the door open to reveal a sleepy looking Jake. “Morning, gorgeous. Coffee?” He offered you the cup he’d brought for you, taking a sip out of his own.
“You’re a fucking lifesaver, baby.” You giggled, gratefully accepting the drink.
“I have to take care of my girl.” He smiled, leaning in to press a sweet kiss to your lips. “You want to get the tiny freeloader loaded in his tiny prison while I put your bags on the bus?” He asked, gesturing to the cat carrier that had been purchased solely for this occasion.
“Jake, baby, I can carry my own bags.”
“I’m well aware, but I’m here, so why should you have to?” He cocked an eyebrow at you.
“You’re a maniac. I love you.” You squeezed his waist as you walked past to load the cat in his carrier, or his ‘tiny prison’ as Jake had so lovingly called it.
“I’ll have you know that Josh and Sam gave me shit from the time I got home until the time I pulled my pillow over my face and went to sleep. Apparently I was ‘gone too long’. Oh and Danny made fun of my hair and called me a pillow princess so there’s that.”
You snorted. “You didn’t fix your hair before you got home?? Rookie mistake, baby!”
“I TRIED.” He whined.
You watched Jake carrying your bags outside, losing yourself in watching his ass jiggle as he walked for a minute. “Whatcha looking at, honey?” He teased.
“Your ass.” You answered honestly. “I want to bite it.”
“And I’M the maniac?” he laughed loudly. “Come on, greedy little thing. We gotta get going. I promise, both my ass and I are all yours as soon as we get to the hotel.”
“I’m holding you to that promise, Jacob.” You shot back. Jake picked up the cat carrier, only leaving you to grab your purse off the counter on your way out the door. He pulled your keys from the pocket of your shorts and locked the door behind both of you before tucking the keys safely in his own pocket.
Once the three of you made it on the bus, Jake helped you find the best spot to get Cookies set up. The two of you found the perfect places for his litter pan, food and water bowls before giving him head scratches and leaving him to get used to his new surroundings. He hadn’t been around Josh, Sam, or Danny much so you knew he’d likely avoid them for a good while until he got more comfortable.
The other guys were off somewhere, presumably in their bunks. “Bunk nap?” Jake offered. Looking at him, his eyes definitely looked sleepy, barely being held open. Knowing you had a long trip ahead of you from home to the first stop, you enthusiastically agreed.
“Can I sleep on your chest?”
“Yeah, angel, of course. Lay on top of me if you want. Just wanna be close to you.” Jake pulled your body into his and cupped your jaw, capturing your lips with his while his arms wound around your waist and held you close. Then he took your hand and led you to the bunk where he stretched out on his back and held his arms out to you. You curled into his side and threw one arm and leg over him, your head on his chest. His arms wrapped around you again, holding you as close as you could possibly get.
“Will you talk to me?” Jake mumbled, breaking the silence.
“What do you want to hear?” You chuckled quietly.
“Anything. Tell me about you. Whatever you think I should know.”
With that, you launched into your life story, only condensing the periods of time where truly nothing important had happened. Your childhood, your adolescence, how you became the person he saw in front of him today, the one he loved so dearly. He had heard a couple bits and pieces here and there but there’d been countless gaps. He had complete trust in you, he just wanted to know you. Baring your soul to him with your skin pressed against his was definitely one of the most intimate moments of your whole life.
Jake was the perfect audience, giving you his undivided attention through the entirety of your rambling. His thumbs gently stroked your skin at your waist where he held you. By the end of your story both of you were yawning, eyes feeling heavy. You let sleep carry you away wrapped securely in Jake’s arms.
“We’re at the hotel, y/n. Let’s get up to the room.” Jake’s soft voice in your ear gently woke you from your slumber, then he pressed his lips to yours once your eyes fluttered open.
“Mmm, hi…” you mumbled sleepily, stretching your stiff muscles.
“Hi, angel.” He giggled, untangling your bodies and helping you out of the bunk. Together the two of you tracked down Cookies and got him wrangled back in his carrier for the quick walk into the hotel. Jake grabbed both your bags while you carried the cat carrier and your purse, their management already at the front desk getting everyone checked in.
“We have to head to the venue here soon for soundcheck, I’d like for you to come with us but you’re more than welcome to stay here and rest if you’re still tired, love.” Jake mumbled, his head leaning on yours which rested against his shoulder.
You weren’t feeling tired anymore after your nap on the bus, you were actually super excited to go to soundcheck with them. It was your first time going on the road with them and you wanted to experience it all with Jake. You told him as much on the elevator ride up to your floor after getting your room keys.
Jake held the key up to the door until the lock clicked, then swung the door open. “Okay, sweet girl. We can drop everything off here then head over there with everyone. We shouldn’t be there too long, then I’m all yours until we have to start getting ready.”
He sat all the bags down in the corner of the room then walked back over to help you get everything set up for Cookies. You were originally worried about leaving him in the hotel room alone, but Jake had told you that he’d honestly probably rather have a little bit of time to himself while he’s adjusting to the new room. You knew you probably wouldn’t want anyone in your face while you were trying to process a new environment either, so you agreed.
The two of you changed clothes and then kissed the cat goodbye after triple checking that he had everything he would need. “Be a good boy, Cookies!” You cooed at the cat.
“You’re the man of the house while I’m gone! Don’t let anyone in!” Jake narrowed his eyes playfully at the cat.
“Yeah, and no parties either.” You giggled. “Come on Jake, everyone’s probably downstairs waiting on us.”
Jake took your hand and led you to the elevator, taking it back down to the lobby to meet the guys. “Finally, what the fuck took you so long?” Sam grumbled when he saw his brother.
“I bet I can guess, huh pillow princess?” Danny winked. Jake’s cheeks burned red. “At least you fixed your hair this time.”
“Should I tell him I was the one dreaming about riding you?” You whispered in his ear, making him cackle. With a couple questioning looks at Jake wondering why he was laughing so hard, met with a shake of head, everyone started back out towards the bus.
Sound check went off without a hitch and you were really enjoying watching all of them be so at home and in their element on stage even though the arena was still empty at that point. You couldn’t wait to watch them come alive in front of the fans later.
Jake was right about it being quick, though you never had any doubt he would be- you weren’t there very long before everyone got the okay to load back in the bus. The whole ride back to the hotel you struggled to pay attention to what Jake was saying, the image of him up on that stage with his guitar playing on loop in your head. Your thighs clenched together subconsciously making him smirk at you.
“Something on your mind, angel?” Jake quipped.
You noticed that the bus had just turned into the parking lot and parked. You leaned right in to his ear and made sure he felt the warmth of your heavy breaths on his skin before you spoke. “Wouldn’t you like to know…” you whispered before standing from the seat and walking off the bus, leaving Jake to catch up with you.
Once everyone was back in the hotel lobby, you were all reminded what time everyone needed to be back on the bus to get over to the venue on time, and then dismissed to do whatever you felt like until then.
“What do you feel like doing today, baby?” You asked after both of you had flopped down on the bed. “We still have a few hours before we have to be back.”
“I think I need a drink.” Jake replied, pulling you closer to plant a kiss on your forehead.
“Okay baby, you want me to text the guys and see if they feel like going for a drink?”
“Mmm, no, like a DRINK drink.” He let his eyes turn darker and you took in the slight dark circles under his eyes.
“Let’s go then honey, I think I saw a little bar about a block over when we were driving past earlier. We can just walk over there.” You squeezed his hip gently before rising from the bed and pulling your shoes back on. Jake followed suit, making sure at least one of you had a key to the room on you before walking hand in hand down to the lobby.
The walk to the bar was peaceful and before long you were walking up to the parking lot. It was still early in the day so there were only a handful of cars parked in the lot and you knew some had to be staff. After walking inside, you found a table and set your things down on it to claim it.
“You can sit, angel, I’ll get us a drink.” Jake squeezed your hand before making his way over to the bar counter and ordering your drinks.
Your gaze swept across the room, sizing everyone up, and landed on a woman about Jake’s age who had been looking directly at you until you caught her. She had long, wavy dark hair and light eyes with glossy pink heart shaped lips and a curvy build. She was wearing a simple black dress that showed off her chest and legs. You couldn’t stop yourself from wondering what it would be like to kiss her, what she would taste like. Her cheeks turned pink and she turned her head to look at Jake instead. You watched her look hungrily at him too. At that your cheeks turned pink and you felt the corner of your mouth quirk up into a little smirk.
She wanted you both. Perfect. You waited for Jake to come back to the table with the drinks before strutting over to her. “Hi, my name’s y/n. What’s yours?” You grinned at her, looking her up and down and offering your hand to shake.
“I’m Violet, hi!” She smiled, giving your hand a shake before picking up her almost empty drink once more. “Listen, if you’re together I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to stare-“
“Shhh.” You hushed. “You don’t have to be sorry, just come join us, yeah?” You gestured to the table where Jake sat waiting for you. He met your gaze with a cocked eyebrow.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to intrude!”
“Positive! What are you drinking, babe? Go wait with Jake and I’ll get you another.” You pointed towards where the vampire was sitting, flashing his signature smirk at both of you.
“Whiskey sour?” Her eyes shyly met yours. “I’ve already had a couple but I can do one or two more.”
“You got it, I’ll be right over!” You gently pulled her in by the hand to brush a kiss to her cheek, making her blush as she walked away.
You flagged down the bartender and ordered three of them, arranging them in a triangle formation so you could safely carry all of them in your hands. Jake stood from the table to help you set down the drinks. You sat down next to Violet and across from Jake, placing a drink in front of each of you. You scooted close enough for your thigh to brush against hers.
“Good choice, pretty girl.” You smirked, raising your glass to clink with each of theirs. The three of you struck up a conversation, making polite small talk before diving in to all get to know each other a little better. Throughout the entirety of the conversation, you kept gently touching Violet- her shoulders, her back, her hands. Of course you would’ve stopped long before if she had shown any evidence of being uncomfortable, but she was giggling along and touching you right back, and her foot kept moving under the table to brush against your leg and Jake’s.
Once your glasses were empty Jake walked back up to the bar to order another round. You let your fingers sweep along Violet’s waist as you leaned in to just barely brush your lips against hers before standing up and telling her you were going to go to the bathroom while Jake was getting the drinks.
You did your business quickly before washing your hands and checking your makeup in the mirror. Satisfied that your makeup was still in place, you walked back out of the bathroom to find the table you had been sitting at vacant except for the drinks Jake must have just sat down. You looked around the bar to see if they had gone somewhere else but didn’t see either of them.
You felt worry starting to creep in. First you went outside to see if maybe they had gone out to smoke, but you had no luck there either. Having just come out of the women’s bathroom, you knew they weren’t in there, so the men’s room was your last resort. You pushed the door open to see Jake’s mouth latched onto Violet’s neck, little moans leaving his lips being muffled into her skin as he drank from her. Her face was blissed out and dreamy looking. His arms were holding her in place and his hips were rocking against her thigh. You hated to admit it but the scene you’d walked in on was turning you on immensely.
You heard a humorless, disbelieving laugh fly from your lips and Jake jerked back from Violet to meet your gaze. He opened his mouth to explain but you held your hand up to show him you weren’t interested in hearing it.
You walked right back out the way you came, pulling out your phone to order an Uber back to the hotel before making your way out to the parking lot to wait the 5 minutes for it to get there. It wasn’t a far walk but you knew Jake would follow you and try to talk about it, and the last thing you wanted in that moment was to hear his voice.
You heard the door open just before you heard him. “Angel? Please come back inside, can we talk?”
“No, that’s okay Jake, don’t let me stand in your way. Should probably go find Violet, make sure she’s alright. I’m going back to the hotel.” Your tone was cold and uncaring.
“You’re leaving? Okay, I’ll come with you.” He tried to grab your hand.
“No need. I’ll be just fine getting there on my own. I’ll meet you there later.”
“Angel, will you stop? I’m coming with you. I’m not letting you leave here by yourself.” He sighed, exasperated.
“Suit yourself.” You shrugged your shoulders, eyes going back to looking at your phone to let him know you were done talking for the moment. It was silent for the next couple minutes until the Uber pulled up.
Jake climbed in the backseat on the drivers side and you got in on the passengers side. Normally you would scoot into the middle seat to rest your head on Jake’s shoulder but you stayed put on the other side. “I love you.” He whispered, reaching for your hand.
You kept your hand where it rested in your lap and turned to look at him just for a second. “I love you too.” You rolled your eyes.
“I- I didn’t mean to- I thought-“ Jake stammered.
“Not now, Jake. Not here.” You shook your head.
“Alright.” He mumbled, then the rest of the ride to the hotel was silent.
Once you got back to your room, you flopped down on the bed with a dramatic sigh and put one arm over your eyes. You waited to feel the bed dip next to you with Jake climbing in, but instead you heard the wooden chair across the room creak when he sat down on it.
“Jake, what are you doing?” You mumbled, not taking your arm off your face. “Come get in bed.” You patted the bed next to you with your other hand.
“I just didn’t think you wanted me to.” He said in a small voice and your heart ached a little before you remembered why you were upset with him.
“I’m just mad at you. That doesn’t mean I want you to sit in the uncomfortable hotel chair all the way across the room from me. I feel better when you’re close to me, even when you’re being a shithead.” You met his eyes with your own then, trying to will him to read the sincerity in your face.
“A shithead, huh?” He tried to fight the smile growing on his lips but you still caught the corners of his mouth quirking up as he kicked his shoes off and flopped down on the bed with you.
“Yes.” You said matter-of-factly, cozying up to him and nuzzling your face in the crook of his neck. He wrapped his arms around you and gently pressed his lips to your temple.
“I really do love you, ya know.” Jake whispered.
You left kisses on his skin where your face rested, making him shiver. “I know, Jake. I love you too.” Then you lifted your head and leaned in to kiss him.
Jake kissed you back enthusiastically and immediately, tugging you impossibly closer and grinding his hips into yours. You felt him starting to harden in his pants. You tangled one hand in his messy hair and let the other rest on his throat, just barely pressing on the sides.
Jake groaned against your lips and you started grinding your hips in rhythm with his. “Fuck. Can I touch you? Please?” He begged.
“Do you think you’ve earned it?” You questioned, eyes narrowed.
“Mmm, no, I don’t think I deserve it. But I wanna make you feel good, make it up to you. Please?” You felt him twitch in his pants.
“Okay, Jakey. Touch me.” You gave in, pulling away from him to yank his shirt over his head.
Jake crashed your lips together in a heated kiss. He began undressing you and trailing kisses from your lips down to your neck, then your chest, and finally all down your stomach before leaning down to nibble at your inner thighs.
You were squirming under him, desperate for more than he was giving you. “Don’t tease.” You whined. “You’re still on my list.”
Jake barked a laugh and brought one hand up to your lower stomach to hold you in place. He ran the first two fingers of his other hand through your folds, feeling how wet you already were. You gasped at the touch, trying to buck your hips up into it but his grip on you had you locked in place.
You moaned when he traced a couple little circles on your clit before sliding back down to circle your entrance. It turned into a sharp gasp as he slipped two fingers into you. “Jaaaaaaake.” You moaned out when he curled those two fingers up into your g-spot.
“Yeah? C’mon angel, talk to me.” Jake begged, voice sweet as honey. With that, he ducked his head down to press a kiss over your clit before sucking it into his mouth, fingers never relenting on their assault of your sweet spot. You were writhing on the bed to the best of your ability, his strong grip making your range of motion rather limited.
“Feels so fucking good, baby.” You gasped, hands flying to tangle in his hair.
Then he added a third finger to your fluttering entrance and started alternating the suction on your clit with flicks and rolls of his tongue over the sensitive bundle of nerves. You tugged harshly on his hair, an animalistic moan coming from deep in your chest. Jake groaned into your pussy at the sting on his scalp, speeding up his fingers and sucking harder at your clit, rolling his tongue around it.
“Jake, fuck! ‘M gonna cum, baby, don’t stop. Just like that, oh my god!” You sobbed as your orgasm hit you like a train, whiting out your vision and taking your hearing away for a minute as you rained down on Jake’s hand and face. He greedily lapped up every drop of your release he could before looking up at you through his lashes, the whole bottom half of his face covered in your slick while a few drops ran down his neck.
“Fucking delicious.” He growled, crawling back up to claim your mouth in a searing kiss. You wrapped one arm around him while the other hand squeezed his throbbing cock through his pants, palming him roughly over the fabric.
“Stand up for me, baby.” You whispered, climbing off of him so he could stand. You pushed him against the wall before kissing him again, roughly biting his bottom lip.
“Fuuuuuuuuck.” Jake groaned when your hand made its way back down to cup him over his pants.
“You’re so big, Jakey. So hard.” You breathed against his skin. You felt him twitch in your grip at your words.
“Good boy, baby. Such a good boy, being patient for me.” You cooed, thumb stroking over his cheek. He let out a high pitched whine, cock twitching again.
“Fuck, please touch me, angel. I need to feel you.” Jake pleaded, his hands resting on your hips. You squeezed him tighter, adding a bit more pressure to your strokes.
“Like this?” You asked innocently.
“Please angel, I wanna cum. Need to cum for you, I can’t go on stage like this.” Jake whined.
“Okay. So cum.” You replied in your most disinterested voice.
“W-what?” He stammered out, eyes widening in shock.
“You heard me. You need it so badly, then cum. Right here, in your pants, or not at all.” You sped up your movements over the fabric of his pants.
He sucked in a sharp breath. “No, please-“
“Okay, have fun.” You cut him off, removing your hand and making to walk away.
“No, wait!” He pleaded, hand gripping your wrist gently to keep you in place. “Please, I need you. Anything. Whatever you’ll give me.” He breathed, eyes pleading with yours for mercy.
“Okay, baby. You can grind on my hand until you make a mess in your pants but you better behave.” You warned, replacing your hand over his covered cock. He nodded with a groan, hips thrusting wildly into your hand. It didn’t take long for you to feel him pulsing in your grip, his whimpers and moans growing in both volume and pitch, and you knew he was getting close. “Come on baby, nice and messy, right here in your clothes. I wanna see it.” You cooed, bringing your lips to his neck once more. A couple wet kisses over the skin there and he was coming undone, pumping his release into his now ruined jeans.
Once Jake caught his breath, you helped him out of his jeans and boxers so he wouldn’t get uncomfortable and cleaned him up, then pulled him back onto the bed with you. “Can we just lay like this until it’s time to go?” You mumbled, pulling his head to rest on your chest and tangling your legs with his.
“Sounds good to me. Hey, can I tell you something?” Jake asked a little shyly. You nodded, waiting for him to continue. “I was hoping you’d come join us, at the bar. I hoped you’d come in and have fun with us. I didn’t actually care about her, I just wanted you.” He admitted, his head nuzzled into your chest.
You squeezed him tighter to you, kissing the top of his head. “Oh baby, I’m sorry I wouldn’t listen to you.”
“No, it’s okay, I wouldn’t have believed me in that moment either. I just wanted you to know that.”
“Well, since you were honest with me I suppose I should tell you something too… seeing you in there feeding from her and grinding against her like a slut actually really turned me on. I just couldn’t admit that to you yet.” You giggled.
Jake faked a dramatic gasp, lifting his head to face you. “Angel, you lied to me?” He pretended to be offended but he couldn’t keep the grin off his face.
You leaned in and bit his shoulder. “Ow!” He shouted through a laugh. You stayed curled up in bed with each other for a little while longer before finally getting up and getting in the shower together. You washed his hair for him and he ran the conditioner through yours for you. After that, you both redressed and made sure Cookies still had everything he needed before heading back down to the lobby to load up on the bus with everyone.
Everything seemed to go so fast once you arrived back at the venue. All the boys were being pulled in a million different directions, everyone was getting everything set up and ready to go. You’d thought seeing Jake up on the stage with his guitar in normal clothes was dangerous but you never could’ve prepared for seeing him in his suit, all smudged out eyeliner and dripping sex. He caught you staring and smirked. “Something on your mind, angel?” He chuckled.
“Mm, maybe a couple things. Nothing important.” You teased, leaning in and planting a big kiss on his lips.
“Ouch.” Jake pretended to gasp, pulling you closer and squeezing your ass.
“Jake, there are thousands of people in this arena. Don’t start something you can’t finish.”
“I don’t see any of them in here…” he took a dramatic walk around his dressing room, peeking behind curtains and furniture. “Do you?” He crossed the room again, pulling you back into his arms. He tugged your body right against his, locking his arms around you to keep you in place.
“Jacob Thomas. We don’t have time for this.” You giggled, giving him a sweet kiss on his lips and teasingly pinching his side. You knew he only had around fifteen minutes left before he had to go on.
Jake scoffed, “I could definitely get you off before I have to go.” With a roll of his eyes.
“And show all the screaming fans how hard you are in your pretty pants? I don’t think so, baby.” Your words made Jake pout so you kissed all over his face until he caved and cracked a smile. “Look at me.” You used one finger under his chin to bring his gaze to yours.
“If we had the time right now I’d be all over you, baby.” You watched the corners of his lips try to quirk up into a grin but he suppressed it before he thought you’d noticed. “That’s what you wanted to hear, right? Even though you already know that I want you, just like everyone else in this arena tonight? Just need your ego stroked a little, hmm?”
He cleared his throat and forced his face into a neutral expression. “I’m sure I don’t know what you mean, angel.”
“Sure you don’t, Jacob.” You playfully rolled your eyes. “After the show we’re going out for drinks with your brothers and then you can do whatever you want to me, baby.”
“Don’t tell me that, honey.” He groaned, leaning his forehead against yours.
“Sorry, sorry.” You tried to suppress your giggles, pulling him in for another kiss before he had to go. He wrapped his arms tighter around your waist, squeezing you to him, grounding himself with your touch. Not everyone knew, but Jake would almost always get nervous before shows, so desperate to prove himself to everyone that saw him play.
“You’re gonna be amazing, baby. I’m so fucking proud of you. I’ll be watching the whole time.” You squeezed his hands as you both stepped away from the embrace.
“I love you.” He breathed, eyes wide as he checked his reflection in the mirror one last time before holding the door open for the two of you to walk out towards the stage.
“And I love you, Jakey.” You brushed your hand against his hip lovingly before he stepped into his position behind the curtain. He met your eyes over his shoulder once more and you gave him a big smile and thumbs up making him grin.
The noise in the arena had been gradually increasing over the last little bit but when the curtain dropped it became a thunderous roar and you knew why Jake was so passionate about what he does. You’d known he would be, but Jake was electric as soon as he played the first notes. He channeled all his anxiety and nervousness into his performance, feeling the music and making everyone else feel it too. You were in awe of him, trying to watch all four of the boys at once and finding yourself entranced by it all. You knew then that you made the right decision coming on tour with the band, you wouldn’t trade seeing him like this for anything.
Jake came running off the stage to you a sweaty mess, eyeliner smudged a little more from where it ran and hair wild from throwing it out of his face. “You were incredible, baby!” You cheered, throwing yourself into his arms.
Jake caught you, trying to keep his sweaty hands off your body as best he could. “‘M all sweaty, angel.” He chuckled.
“Don’t care.” You giggled, kissing his sweaty cheek and then his lips. “I’m going home with a rockstar tonight.”
He threw his head back and laughed, lacing his fingers with yours. “And every other night, my love. C’mon, I need a shower and a drink.” He led you by the hand back to his dressing room where he quickly stripped down and jumped in the shower.
You shamelessly admired his ass when he turned to face the water, cheeks turning a little pink when he turned back around and caught you staring. “You know, that’s not the first time today I’ve caught you staring, angel.” Jake said with a smirk.
“Nope, probably won’t be the last either. And you wanna know a secret? You didn’t catch me every time.” You quipped back.
“Ooh, scandalous.”
“Shut up and shower, Kiszka.”
“Patience is a virtue, Y/N.”
“Yeah, one I don’t possess. Let’s go!” You were excited to recap the show with the guys over a few drinks, and even more excited to finally get your hands on Jake back at the hotel.
The boys had you laughing so hard tears were streaming down your face recounting the events of the evening as well as telling you some old stories you’d never heard before. You had a few cocktails, the guys all had a few rounds, and everyone was in good spirits as all of you made your way out of the bar.
Everyone was still talking and laughing, barely paying any attention to anything outside of your group when the chatter was cut off with a shout. Everyone spun around to see a strange man grasping Josh by the arm, wrenching it behind his back and spinning him around, pinning him face first against the bricks outside the building. You started running as soon as you registered what was happening, but Jake was way faster.
He sprinted over to his twin faster than even the stranger had expected, catching him off guard when Jake ran up on him and wrapped his hands around the man’s throat. He squeezed tightly, cutting off airflow making the man release his hold on Josh.
You ran over to Josh while Jake was occupied, cupping his face in your hands and fussing over the scrapes on his cheek and nose. “Y/N I’m fine, we have to help Jake!” Josh urged, gripping your hand and spinning you both around to face the two of them.
What you saw was shocking. Jake had effectively ripped the man’s head off (another demon, Jake informed everyone). Dark blood coated the pavement beneath your feet and soaked Jake nearly head to toe. He was panting, eyes nearly black as he snapped out of his trance and let the head hit the ground with a sickening sound.
“I’m sorry, I-“ Jake stuttered, staring at his blood soaked hands in shock.
“You fucking saved me, Jake, don’t be sorry.” Josh breathed, pulling his twin into a crushing embrace, getting blood all over his clothes yet again by hugging his brother.
“Are you okay, baby?” You stroked Jake’s bloody cheek with your thumb, using the spare hair tie you had on your wrist to tie his hair back for him.
“I’m okay, I’m fine. Josh, are you okay? When I saw him grab you I fucking panicked.” Jake rushed out.
“I’m okay. I promise.” Josh assured him, always the one to comfort his brothers. “Let’s get this shit cleaned up.”
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