#meg writes : ♡₊˚𓂃⠀◟

[takecareluv]

oooh how about a rapper says something in his song abt reader and jack would not be amused

my girl || jack harlow x reader

you knew how it went in the industry, you’d heard it plenty of times before. there were countless amount of songs where rappers had thrown shade or called out exes and enemies alike. it was all apart of the game.

but you never once expected to hear your own name while casually listening to a song on the radio; especially by someone who is or more like was a friend of your boyfriend.

the very same boyfriend who was sitting next to you in the car and clearly heard the same lyrics you did.

you watched as his jaw clenched and he began gripping the steering wheel a little harder, driving slightly faster towards the studio you were en route to.

instinctively, you reached out to place your hand on his thigh, feeling him noticeably relax at your touch. you didn’t know what to say in that moment; you too were feeling hurt over the crude lyrics that were not only extremely false and out there for millions to hear, but sang by an individual you had been nothing but kind to in the past.

you knew not to take it too personal though. your boyfriend, however, did not seem to feel the same way.

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when you finally arrived at the studio, jack was quick to get out of the car, slamming the door shut, and storming into the building the rest of his team was currently waiting for him in.

you could already hear him yelling from down the hall as you slowly lingered behind.

“who the fuck does he think he is? talk about me, i don’t care, but about my girl, my fucking wife. are you kidding me? i’m gonna kill him.”

“j, you’re not killing anyone so please just sit and calm down.” you stated softly, feeling all eyes turn to you as you made your appearance in the room known.

“but baby did you hear the disgusting things he said about you. it’s not okay. no one talks about my girl like that. he deserves to have his ass beat.”

you sighed, making long strides towards the small couch in the corner of the room where jack had been sitting. “i know, bub. i heard what he said and i won’t lie, i’m hurt someone i considered to be a friend would say such awful things about me.” you shifted onto jack’s lap before continuing to calmly explain, “but i know and you know what he said isn’t true, and that’s all that matters. i don’t care what anyone else has to say.”

“i’m sorry i put you in this situation. i feel like it’s all my fault. if you weren’t with me, you wouldn’t have to deal with this sort of shit.”

“no, baby, don’t say that. don’t even think it.” you grabbed his face with both hands, turning him to look up at you. “it’s not your fault, and i don’t think it’s your fault at all, so get that out of your head. he could write a hundred awful songs about me and it wouldn’t change the fact that i want to be with you. you’re stuck with me, do you understand?” you affirmed, using your thumb to softly stroke his cheek.

“yes, ma’am.” he quickly answered.

“good. now give me a kiss,” you cheekily replied, intertwining your hands around his neck before leaning down until your lips brushed against his.

jack, like always, didn’t hesitate to deepen the kiss and proceeded to move your body to lay flat on the couch, with him on top, pressing kiss after kiss to your cheeks, neck, lips, anywhere he could reach.

“yeah so i think we’re just gonna head out…” you heard urban say before the rest of the group rushed out of the room.

you smiled into the kiss, trying to hold back your fit of giggles. “i love you, jackman.”

“i love you too, baby. never believe what anyone else has to say about you. you’re the most amazing girl i’ve ever met.”

[seraphdreams]

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MEGUMI!" | MEGUMI FUSHIGURO.

𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃— synopsis. it would be so very cruel of you to not show your appreciation for your best friend, especially on his birthday.

𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃— cw. smut, college au, reader calls him “megs”, mention of “angelcunt”, unprotected love-making, bimbo!reader / best friend!megumi, a bit of asphyxiation, megumi with a crush! fingering, and praise. mdni <3

𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃— word count. 1.7k, a quick read !!

𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 — dolled up! hellooo !! it’s a real one’s birthday, this is the least i could do to celebrate. i’m trying to get back into the groove of writing again so stay tuned n ready 4 fics in the future !! sweet college au best friend megumi is always on my mind, something about a stoic but secretly in love trope .. (he’s no better than his father, sigh) .. as always, if you enjoyed this, please reblog / comment. i’ll bake u you’re favorite sweets if u do !! thank u ♡

megumi has always been there for you. through ups and downs, taxing breakups, even the times you’d get exceedingly inebriated and ramble endlessly about your ever-growing appreciation for him — there was no denying the cordiality he’d shown throughout the many years of your friendship. sure, he could be quite cold, maybe even grumpy; but that was just the joy of megumi fushiguro.

and for that, it’d only be right to repay him.

for all of the times he would show up uninvited to your dorm with the notes of the lecture you’d fortuitously missed, blaming the absence on the absurdly quiet lull of your alarm clock, or when he’d let you have the last bite of his food, because only god knows megumi was never above tolerating you. it’d be the work of a terrible friend to let it all go unnoticed, especially on a special day like today.

“happy birthday, megs!” there you stood,

bubbly and bright as ever, in the doorway of his bedroom, clad in nothing but a tiny pink pajama set with a top reigning transparency, it barely left the skin beneath to the imagination.

he had invited you, along with yuuji and nobara, over to his dorm the previous night to keep him company after class — which led to a kugisaki-induced movie marathon, and eventually phased out into the four of you passed out on the fushiguro’s couch, hues of light omitting from the colorful rays of the forgotten television screen and onto your slumbering faces.

with megumi holding the title of competency within the friend group, it came as no shock when he’d woken up the others to send them on their merry way. all except you, of course. the light throw-over blanket clinging to your body neatly as you slept, soft snores resonating within your being aided in megumi’s decision to give you a few extra minutes to rest.

he could never interfere with your comfort.

after your unanticipated birthday wishes, it took a moment for megumi to come to, blinking away his awareness for your scantily clothed body and opting for a more stoic expression.

“thanks,” he replied, tone low and clouded with an air of vague appreciation.

“wanna know what i got you for your birthday?” your query was that of a sing-song manner as you swayed in place. megumi was used to being around absolute rays of sunshine, but you? you were different. it was as if you were the sun itself; warm and inviting yet shone luminous enough to blind onlookers. you were tooth-rottingly sweet, and as bubbly as you were naive.

matters weren’t made any better forgoing the fact that megumi had true feelings for you. it was a running gag within your friend group, jokes that itadori and nobara would make concerning the contrast between megumi’s unwelcoming behavior when it came to them, and impassive patience had times fell upon you.

in fact, obliviousness was your specialty in being ignorant to the feelings of the fushiguro. it wasn’t your fault, you truly didn’t know.

megumi responds curtly, although with a hint of sarcasm, “a break?”

you pout as you rest your head against the lacquered doorframe, reigning defeated already despite the conversation barely racking up a minute’s time. “no, silly.” the words come out as a giggle. “i got you me!”

a hint of confusion glosses over his features before it morphs into that of a neutral expression. shirtless from his shower just minutes prior, and puzzled from what your mind had conjured up this time, he questions again. “you? you got me you?”

you shake your head affirmatively as he starts up once more. “and what do i do with you?”

clear as day, your exchange took a rather suggestive turn, one that neither of you were intending. “well, you can do a lot of things with me,” now stepping into the room to close the distance between your bodies, your response is thick with an air of lust that megumi noticed seemed to come naturally for you. his heart picks up in pace from the sight of your pretty face, and even prettier eyes looking vacantly into his, as if you weren’t aware of the trap you set up for yourself.

he brushed off the slight arousal brewing up within him, chose to play it off as mirth like he usually did when it came to you. “i guess so.”

you held onto his arm, a more distinct, yet adorable look of seriousness on your features. truly, you were a little doll. “i’m for real, megs. it’s your birthday, i’ll let you do anything you want.”

yeah. you’re really going to regret this one.

the word “anything” came with free reign. and even though megumi thought of himself as anyone but a pervert, he certainly was bound to start acting like one.

“anything?” his question came out as if he was treading lightly while he moved to dig through his drawer, perhaps looking for a shirt.

you stepped back to allow him the space of rummaging, while nodding your head and confirming his suspicions. “anything.”

“let’s fuck, then.”

his tone was nonchalant, easy on your ears as his speaking voice regularly sounded, and you would have missed his request had he not straightened up to search your countenance for an answer — deadpan, as if he hadn’t said a thing.

in that moment, all of what you hadn’t noticed, no. all of what you chose to deny had finally been put into perspective.

megumi fushiguro was fucking hot.

“i mean, if that’s what you want then i don’t mind.” your response was succinct, gentle on your tongue and provided him the response he’d been aiming for.

this might be his best birthday yet.

he strode closer to you in light steps before his large, glacial hand found its place on your cheek and silken lips met yours, pulling you into a salacious kiss filled with hunger and want. the press of his tongue begging to be allotted within the slot of your lips was accepted with your own muscle dancing against his. it was dizzying, and dissimilar. for all your years of knowing megumi, you would’ve never thought up the occuring situation.

lithe fingers danced up the skin of your thighs where you part them on instinct, allowing his digits to work on their own to slip past the barrier of elastic fabric and into your little lace panties, softly drumming along the puffy nub of your clit.

“megumi,” you rasp against his lips, swirling your hips over his hand to build up the sweet friction surging from your core. the saccharine croon of his name tasted sugary like vanilla rolling off of your tongue and onto his. he was in pure bliss; ready to take everything you gave to him.

his body responded to your need, fingertips at your clit circling tightly, an action that pulled a string of mewls from you before you gasped at the intrusion of his long fingers dipping into your core. they curled upwards against your gummy walls just until they increased in pace while his thumb pivoted at your sensitive nub, and fuck! where’d he learn how to do that?

he pulled away only slightly to read your expression, the tent in his pants growing taller, tip leaking carelessly at the onsight of your face, screwed taut in pleasure — plump, glossy lips that were slick with spit and moans slipping past without prevail.

underneath him, your legs felt feeble, as if they’d fall beneath you from the surgence of pleasure. “m-megumi, wait, ‘m gonna!-“ you held onto his shoulders for leverage, your warnings of orgasm falling on deaf, distracted ears, until finally, you were a gushing mess in his palm, coating his digits in your essence.

“fuck. you’re so pretty when you cum,” in that moment, he gave you no chance to react when he gently positioned you over his dresser, pulling down your little shorts until they pooled around your knees.

“y’made me so hard, y/n. can you feel it?” he grinded himself over the plush of your ass, teasing before pulling his sweats down just enough so that his hard, throbbing and leaking, length could be free. it bobbed ever so under its weight while one hand began to pump from base to shaft to soothe the excruciating ache. once he felt satisfied in his ministrations, he lined his cock along your awaiting slit.

“a condom, megs.” your reminder came in the form of a soft lull. after all, you two were just free-spirited college students, unable to pay the consequences of spontaneous actions. “don’t have any.” with that, he sunk his cock inside to the hilt, a low groan rippling from his throat at just how tight your pussy clamped around him. it felt like fucking heaven. he could die in your cunt and be at peace.

while you adjusted to the stretch, he began to move; slow, deep strokes as if he were savoring this moment forever. who knows when he’ll be able to have the luxury to sink inside your perfect angelcunt again? you bit your lip to stave off impending moans which ultimately failed when his arms snaked around your body — one hand underneath the cloth of your shirt and pinching at your perked nipples while the other finds its place right back at your clit.

“sh-shit!” you cry out, eyes rolling and mind hazy from the pleasure. his rhythm increased gradually until he built up a vigorous pace. “i’ve been needing y-you so bad.” megumi groans along the shell of your ear. how he got so lucky as to have his dream girl engulfed around his cock, he doesn’t know. all he’s aware of was the tightening of his abdomen, signaling his own impending orgasm.

white hot pleasure replace all feeling in your body, counting down its time until the familiar numbness washed over you in euphoria. a pitchy moan sounded from your lips and an even whorish whimper when the warmth from spurts of his cum coated your insides.

after what felt like a minute of the two of you recollecting your breaths, megumi finally pulled out, shuddering at the added stimulation at his oversensitive cock.

he leaned your head back to meet his lust-filled gaze; calmness of his deep navy orbs now deepened with sin. megumi pressed gentle kisses all over your face while his hands took purchase at your now, exposed, neck and squeezed tight enough to keep you lightheaded.

“you’re the best birthday present.”

[takecareluv]

hi hi, can you do something with vin where he’s just have a bad few days and he wakes up on day and is just clingy and soft spoken with reader all day, and reader is like ???? you’re kind of annoying me but more so freaking me out wtf is wrong with you???? and just something that ends super fluffy. i feel like i always see the guy take care of the reader when they’re sad or stressed but never the other way around and i think it could be cute

cuddle day || vinnie hacker x reader

vinnie had been having a rough few days. first, he was getting over a bad head cold that kept him from attending not one, but two events he had been looking forward to for several months. and now he just received word that something had gone wrong in the production of his upcoming collection for purgatory, and the release would have to be pushed back another six weeks.

to say vinnie wasn't in the best mood would be an understatement. 

but one thing he would never do is take that out on you. in fact, you were his saving grace during times like these.

it was common knowledge that you and vinnie were an extremely affectionate couple, it was just how you showed your love for each other; but when one of you was feeling down or unwell, that affection grew to a whole other level. some saw it to be a little too clingy, but neither of you minded. all it meant was some extra cuddles and taking care of the love of your life, and how could you say no to that?

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 you had woken up a little earlier than usual on this particular morning, wanting to get a head start on the long list of things you had been putting off and desperately needed to get done. 

you expected to have an extremely productive day, that is until you felt vinnie’s strong arms wrap around your waist, pulling you close to his body so you were trapped by his warmth, unable to get out bed and begin getting ready for the day like you originally intended. “stay, please.” he mumbled into his pillow, not even bothering to open his eyes, probably still half asleep. and how could you say no to your adorable boyfriend and his raspy morning voice a total weakness of yours when he was begging you to stay and cuddle. 

your to-do list could wait. 

you leaned into his touch, wrapping yourself back under the covers, although you didn’t much need it from the way vinnie was like a human radiator, keeping you warm and cozy almost always.

“you okay, bub?” you hummed, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek before nuzzling your head into his neck.

“just need you today. stay with me please,” he faintly whispered.

“of course, baby. i’m not going anywhere, promise.” you cooed, your hands instinctively running through his curls knowing that always soothed him. “you wanna talk about it?” you asked gently, not wanting to press him.

he shook his head in response, “just want to cuddle.”

“okay, love. we can cuddle all day if that’s what you want. i’m here.” you felt his body further relax at your words. you realized he probably just needed a distraction from all the craziness going on from the last week, or more so last year, of his life.

you grabbed your phone from the bedside table, placing an order at one of vinnie’s favorite breakfast spots, getting his usual burrito and yourself a bagel. once the order was confirmed, you turned your phone to silent, wanting to devote all your attention to your sweet boy today.

knowing your boyfriend like the back of your hand, you knew exactly what he needed on a day like this.

cuddles, check.

his favorite foods, check. you even made a mental note to make a batch of your famous homemade chocolate chip cookies he adored so much, that is when he lets you out of his hold.

next thing he needed was an anime to watch; that was something that never failed to comfort him on his worst days. especially ones he particularly loved as a child. you quickly flipped on the tv, opening up netflix, and searching for his current favorite show. that’ll surely keep his mind distracted, you thought to yourself. 

and the last thing he always needed on a day like this: family.

there was no doubt about it that vinnie was in fact a momma’s boy, and with that being said, you made sure to send a short message to maria letting her know how vin was feeling and that he might need a call from his beloved mother later that day.

she was quick to respond with a simple praise, thanking you for letting her know and always being so caring towards her eldest son. i’m so happy he has found someone who loves him as much as i do. thank you for being there for him when i can’t. 

you smiled after reading the text, sending her a few hearts before turning your attention back to the ever so clingy boy next to you. “i love you so much, vin. i’ll always be here for you.” 

you watched as he titled his head up to face yours, a small smile spread across his lips. “i love you too. thank you for everything.” he quietly responded, placing a soft kiss on the top of your shoulder before cuddling closer to you. neither of you moving for the remainder of the day. 

[takecareluv]

can i get something for vin where the reader is this social butterfly, always talking to people and loves being in big social settings and her and vinnie go to a party and he kinda just follows her around quietly, keeping to himself, just being his introverted self that he always says he is? and reader is like gosh i wish everyone else saw how you are behind closed doors, they’d love you almost as much as i do🥺 just something cute and fluffy where vin is the shy one cause i never see that

a.n. i feel like this seems so rushed but i hope you still like it! <3

wallflower || vinnie hacker x reader

everyone knew y/n l/n was a force to be reckoned with. you had the power to light up every room you walked into. everyone in the city of los angeles knew who you were and absolutely adored you.

this night in particular, there was one person who was especially enamored by you from the moment you entered the party. you hadn’t noticed, but his eyes stayed glued to your figure from where he stood in the corner of the room, stuck to the wall like a painting.

vinnie wasn’t big on parties, or any large social gathering for that matter. he would much rather stay tucked away in the confines of his ever so comfortable bedroom, playing video games until he was falling asleep in his desk chair.

however, his friends dragged him out of the house to a random party he had no interest in staying at for too long, that is until you showed up. he had seen you on social media, but never once in person. and he had to say, instagram didn’t seem to do you justice. of course he thought you looked beautiful in every picture you posted, but in person, it felt like he was looking at a real life angel.

he couldn’t help but stare as you wandered about the party, saying hello to almost every person there. he noticed how everyone had the same reaction when you approached, their eyes lit up with a big smile spreading across their face as they brought you in for a tight hug, a hug that seemed like they never wanted to let go from. but soon enough, you would move on to the next group and do the same thing all over again.

vinnie wouldn’t lie, he was jealous of every person you talked to, every one you hugged, or anyone that made you laugh for that matter. that should be him, he thought.

but vinnie was shy. he didn’t know how to approach any girl, let alone his dream girl. he was too scared he would blow his one and only shot to be with you, so instead he admired from a distance, feeling comforted by the fact that you had no idea he existed therefore there was no way he could embarrass himself in front of you.

although that didn't last long, because soon enough vinnie made eye contact with you as you made long, confident strides in his direction. there's no way you could be coming over to him, he thought to himself. but boy was he wrong. 

“hey! you're vinnie right?” 

“uh yea- yeah that’s me.” he stuttered, mentally cursing himself for not being able to answer a simple question without making a fool of himself.

“i’m y/n!” you introduced yourself excitedly, not knowing that vinnie was well aware of your name, and everything else about you for that matter. “i’ve seen your videos with 100 thieves, they’re so funny. congrats by the way, on joining i mean.”

“oh thanks,” vinnie smiled. “i can’t believe you know who i am,” he continued to ramble, unsure of what else to say but not wanting the conversation to end just yet.

“of course i do. i mean you’re tiktok’s golden boy, right?” you giggled. the cutest giggle vinnie had ever heard.

“i guess that’s me,” he let out a chuckle. although on the inside, his heart was beating out of his chest. he’d never been so nervous before.

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that was a year ago, and not much had changed since. you were still a social butterfly while vinnie remained a wallflower. the only difference was now you were walking in to parties together, hand in hand and very much in love.

although vinnie still wasn’t huge on attending a whole bunch of parties, he would follow you anywhere and everywhere - so parties he went.

when you first arrived at tonight’s event, you of course did your usual rounds, saying hello to all of your friends, which was basically everyone at the party. this time however, you had a shadow, also known as vinnie, who followed you around like a lost puppy.

you felt bad dragging him to all these random events, but he always assured you he didn’t mind and that he wanted to go. although you’re not sure how true that was because when you would get there and introduce him to everyone you were mingling with, he would just continue to stand there quietly, clinging to your side and waiting for your to be done so he had your full attention.

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when the conversation you were having with an acquaintance you hadn’t seen in months soon faded, you both exchanged phone numbers and bid farewell, leaving it to be just you and vinnie in your own little world again. just how he liked it.

you smiled, glancing around the room. “do you remember where we are right now?” you asked.

“how could i forget?” vinnie smirked at the memory. “this is the party where we met.”

“we were standing right over there,” you pointed to the opposite corner of the overfilled room, “and you were a nervous mess trying to talk to me.” you let out a giggle while vinnie poked at your side.

“hey, that’s not fair. you were the most beautiful girl at the party, how could i not be nervous?”

“it’s okay, i thought it was cute.” you said, causing vinnie to blush. “i mean clearly i did. look at us now,” you grinned, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek before laying your head on his shoulder. “i love you, vin, so much. i wish everyone else could see how you are when it’s just us, they would love you almost as much as i do.”

“you think so?” he questioned.

“i know so. you’re amazing, vin.” you cooed.

“…but i’m also kind of glad to have you all to myself,” you continued to giggle, to which vinnie joined in.

he leaned into your touch, kissing your forehead and whispering, “i love you too, baby. you’re pretty amazing yourself.”

[takecareluv]

Hi! I had to recently cut off one of my childhood best friends because she was becoming toxic and I kept on getting hurt, but it really hurts because she really meant a lot to me. I was wondering if you could write a fluffy Vinnie imagine where he encourages the reader that she made the right choice and comforts her to get her through it. Thank you, I’m sorry that was so long.

a.n. hi!! i’m sorry it took so long for me to write this… just wanna say i’ve been in the same boat as you so i know how much it can suck to go thru a friend break up like this :/ but don’t be too hard on yourself . and please know even if you feel bad about it, you made the right decision. lots of love <33

bestie breakup || vinnie hacker x reader

it had been a hard week for you. you never once expected that you’d eventually have to let go of one of your closest friends, someone who had been like a sister to you for majority of your adolescent years.

but yet here you were writing that long text out in the notes app of your phone.

after being hurt countless times by your best friend’s careless behavior, you finally came to the conclusion you had to let her go. it was an internal battle that took over your mind for months on end, leaving you unsure of what the right decision would be. but when you finally stepped back and realized the friendship was costing you your own happiness, you knew what had to be done; you had to do right by yourself and your mental health even if it hurt for the time being. and hurt it did.

vinnie could tell the whole thing had taken a toll on you. his usually cheery, happy-go-lucky girlfriend had barely left the house, let alone bed, all week.

you tried to hide it from him, but he heard every sniffle, and saw all the dried tears you attempted to wipe away before he entered the room. it broke his heart to see you so sad. he wanted to do whatever he could to get your mind off it all, even if it was just for a little bit.

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vinnie got up extra early the next morning, wanting to go pick up some of your favorite goodies before you woke up and noticed he was gone.

first he stopped at target, purchasing your go to snacks and candies, along with a pint of ice cream, face masks to do later, a yummy smelling candle and a fuzzy teddy bear he knew you would love.

next stop on his list was your favorite local cafe where he ordered what you always described as the best latte in town and a toasted chocolate croissant, knowing it would put that smile on your face he missed so much.

once your drink was ready he carefully carried it to the car and made his journey back home to you.

by the time he pulled in the driveway and walked into your shared bedroom, you had just woken up. rubbing your eyes and rolling over to face him, you reached out for your beloved boyfriend. “where did you go?” you questioned while pouting, “missed you when i woke up.”

“sorry baby, went to pick up breakfast for you.” vinnie explained as he revealed the iced latte in one hand, made just the way you like it, along with the warm croissant in his other. handing you both, he then began emptying the target bag of treats. “i also got you some of your favorite snacks, ice cream, and face masks we can do later. i thought we could spend all day in bed and watch your favorite movies,” he smiled at you in hopes you would like the idea.

“vin, you didn’t have to do all this.” you cooed, starting to get emotional over how sweet your boyfriend was.

“of course i did, love. i hate seeing you so sad over y/f/n so i wanted to do whatever i could to cheer you up today. miss seeing that pretty smile of yours.” he said while cuddling up to your side and placing a quick kiss to your forehead.

after a few moments of silence, he began to speak again. “you made the right decision, you know. don’t feel bad for doing what was right for you. you deserve to be happy and y/f/n was awful to you at the end. it wouldn’t have been fair to yourself if you stayed around just because you’d been friends for so long. i know it hurts now but trust me, you’ll thank yourself in the future.”

you hadn’t even noticed you began crying until vinnie used his thumb to wipe the salty tears from your cheeks.

“thank you, vin. for always being here, and being the best boyfriend a girl could ask for,” you whispered.

“it’s what you deserve, baby. you deserve the best of everything, i hope you know that.”

[takecareluv]

How about a famous actress reader & she’s filming a tv show or movie. one of her co-stars is her ex, and the ex been blasting her on social media ever since her relationship with Jackman got revealed & reader doesn’t feel comfortable on set with the ex. So Jackman comes to set with her being all protective.

movie star || jack harlow x reader

you had just received the call you’d been waiting almost your whole life for, the call any aspiring actress was dying to get. you were officially casted as the lead in hollywood’s next biggest blockbuster film. you knew this would be the role that would launch your career further than you’d ever imagined.

you couldn’t contain your excitement, a smile was glued to your face as you ran around the house in search of your boyfriend, wanting to immediately share the good news. jack was your number one fan and nothing but supportive through every step of your career, through every up and down. he was the first person you told about every role you landed and you couldn’t wait to tell him about this one, your most prominent one yet.

you took long strides towards the in home studio jack spent most of his afternoons in, softly pushing the door open, not wanting to interrupt anything important.

when you noticed it was just him in the room, messing around with some of the equipment you knew nothing about, you ran up to him while letting out the biggest squeal.

jack turned around with wide eyes, clutching his chest in fear. “jesus baby, you scared the shit out of me. need to put a bell on your or something, you’re too quiet.”

you ignored his sarcastic comment, too eager about sharing the news. “i did it, j. i got the part! the lead role, can you believe it!” you beamed, jumping up and down unable to contain your enthusiasm any longer.

a smile spread across jack’s face, instantly forgetting all about the faulty equipment that had him pissed off just a moment ago. ”baby, that’s amazing! i’m so proud of you. i knew you would get it.”

he waltzed over to you, bringing you into a tight hug while pressing a short kiss to your forehead. “my little movie star,” he smirked. “now everyone’s gonna know how talented you really are.”

you blushed at his compliment, nuzzling further into his chest to hide the rosiness that appeared on your cheeks.

“you know better than to hide that pretty face from me, baby girl. c’mon, lemme see that beautiful smile.” he said cheekily, bringing his thumb to your chin and tilting your head up to face him. “there she is,” he smiled. “so pretty. wait till the camera gets ahold of you.” he leaned down until your soft lips touched his, bringing you into a kiss to which he immediately deepened.

before things got a little too steamy in the studio, you pulled away and instead wrapped your arms around jack once more, just wanting to be as close to him as possible.

“so who’s your costar?” jack asked.

“i actually have no clue. lemme see if they posted it. the lady on the phone told me they were announcing everything today.”

you picked up your phone, opening up safari and typing in the name of the movie plus ‘cast’. it took a second to load before the screen displayed your picture, a good one at that, alongside the very man you’ve been trying your best to avoid since your relationship with jack began.

you scoffed, of course your costar would be your ex boyfriend. “you’ve got to be kidding me.”

“what? who is it?” jack questioned, wondering who would evoke a reaction like that from you, and only one person came to mind. “it’s him, isn’t it?”

“mhm, my fucking ex.” you sighed. “what am i gonna do? i can’t give up this role but i don’t feel comfortable working with him.” even after two years of being broken up and you clearly being in a very happy relationship, your ex still didn’t understand you wanted nothing to do with him. you dealt with him harassing you on a social media for months saying all sorts of bullshit in attempt to get you back before you ultimately blocked him on every platform, and essentially out of your life.

but now you would be stuck working with him for months. and even worse, he would play your love interest.

“i swear if i have to kiss him. oh god, i’m gonna have to kiss him, aren’t i?” you wanted to throw up just at the thought of it.

jack’s jaw clenched thinking about you anywhere near that scumbag. “i’m coming to set with you everyday and if tries anything, i’m kicking his ass baby. i’ve been waiting to for two years now.”

you giggled, knowing how much jack hated your ex for what he did to you, and how much he wanted him to pay. you wouldn’t lie, you found it a little hot.

“my knight in shining armor.” you teased, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “i love you. thank you for supporting me.”

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it was two weeks later and jack kept his promise. you were sat in his jeep as he drove to set for your first day of filming.

you were suprised how at ease you felt, the only thing making you nervous about the day ahead was seeing him. you only hoped he took the hint after you blocked all communication with him, but knowing your ex he would do anything just to start problems.

when you arrived on set, jack parked in your designated spot. you couldn’t believe you had your own spot. usually you would be stuck searching for one all the way in lot D on the other end of set. but now here you were parking right next to the entrance in a spot with your name on it. how is this real life? you thought to yourself as jack opened the door for you. nothing is going to ruin this.

you walked hand in hand through the building in awe. today was just a table read but you could already see some of the sets coming to life, the builders working hard to make sure everything was perfect. you even thought you caught a glimpse of your costumes, all the bright colors and sequins matching the style of that era precisely. you squealed pointing it out to jack to which he only smiled, caught up in how adorable you were.

you finally reached the room you would be working in for the day and everyone, producers and cast alike, were so thrilled to see you. many introductions were made before they handed you a script and told you were to sit, luckily far away from your ex.

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the reading went smoothly, with your ex staying professional the entire time. although you weren’t sure how long that would last after hearing him call after you as you made your way back to the car with jack by your side.

you eventually stopped in your tracks, realizing you would have to talk to him eventually if you were going to be working together going forward. jack looked down at you confused. “let’s just get this over with.” you whispered before turning to finally come face to face with your ex.

“i see you’re still with this loser,” he quickly shot out.

jack’s jaw clenched as he stepped closer, his hand in a fist. “you better watch your damn mouth.”

your ex smirked looking at you and then back to jack. “you enjoying my sloppy seconds? surprised you stuck out this long with that bitch. she was always a little too clingy for my taste.”

jack was furious. how dare anyone, especially this asshole, speak about you like that. he wasn’t going to let that slide. “what the fuck did you say?”

your ex was about to say something else when jack swung at him, landing a hard punch to the mouth he clearly didn’t know when to shut.

you gasped, unsure of what to do. you’ve never seen jack get this angry before and you didn’t want him to hurt himself, but then again your ex deserved it.

you walked closer just in case you needed to step in but continued to watch in enjoyment as jack gripped the shorter man by his shirt with the nastiest look you’d ever seen him give someone. “now you listen to me. you better not so much as look at my girlfriend, let alone talk to her when you’re not filming. if i hear word that you bother her anymore, i will come down here and kick your ass. and i won’t go so easy next time. do you understand me?” jack yelled in his face.

“i said do you understand me?” he screamed a little louder, emphasizing each word when he didn’t hear a response.

you watched your ex nod his head in fear, and you wouldn’t lie, it made you laugh. “yes, yes i understand.” he stuttered.

“good.” jack stated, letting go of the frightened man. “now what do you have to say to y/n?”

“i- i’m sorry, y/n. i won’t bother you again.”

you gave a shy smile, not knowing what to say. “uh- thanks.”

“see that wasn’t so hard now was it?” jack mocked while giving him a pat on the back.

“now get the fuck out of here.”

you giggled as your ex ran towards the exit.

“wow, i didn’t know i was dating such a badass,” you teased, smiling up at him.

“c’mon now, baby. stop playin’. you know i’ve always been a badass.” he smirked while wrapping his arm around your shoulder and guiding you towards the car.

if there was one thing you learned today, it was that jack does not mess around when it comes to the people he loves, especially you.

[takecareluv]

i have a little blurb idea based on the one like Jack's hugs, like they are walking at night in Louisville and reader is cold and he just hugs her and pics her up so they can continue walking and he can keep hugging her<333 ahhh just thinking about it makes me turn into a total simp

a.n. hi !! hehe thinking about anything related to this man will turn me into a total simp so i get it 😭 really trying to get out of this writing funk so i hope you like what i came up with <3

hometown hugs || jack harlow x reader

with tour closely approaching, you and jack were soaking in every last bit of down time you had left in louisville before jetting off to travel the world for the next several months.

everyone, especially jack’s family, was so excited about all that he has accomplished in such a short time following the release of his newest album and were stoked to see him flourish on tour in a way he’d always dreamed of. 

while you were still in kentucky, maggie wanted to take you all out to celebrate jack’s big win at the vmas and have a little going away party before saying goodbye.

you always adored jack’s close relationship with his family, and even more so how good he was to his momma. he always made it a priority to come home and spend time with his loved ones no matter how busy life got. it’s one of the many reasons you loved him and were so thankful the universe brought him into your life just a few years ago.

it was your last night in jack’s hometown and you were sat in his jeep as jack drove to his favorite local spot, a place you’d been on many dates to throughout the years and surprisingly not kfc. his mom thought what better place to hold the party. and with the kindness of the owners who were big fans of jack’s, the place was shut down for the night so you could enjoy the celebration without any interruptions or unwanted party crashers. 

the chef even made your boyfriend’s favorite dish, prepared just the way he liked, with lots of other delicious looking food you couldn’t wait to dig into. and for later, maggie’s famous chocolate chip cookies that jack, and well everyone else, loved so much. giving him one last taste of home before weeks of take out and rest stop dining. 

all of pg and most of the extended harlow family came out to celebrate the man of the hour, and you could tell jack was definitely feeling the love. that smile you adored so much hadn’t left his face since the moment you walked in the restaurant. i mean he was at his favorite place, eating his favorite food with his favorite people, life couldn’t get much better than that.

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it was near three o’clock in the morning when you checked your phone. after way too many drinks were poured and passed around, plus jack forcing you to perform alongside him for everyone because ‘half the songs are about you so it’d only be right’, you figured it was time to call it a night. you did have a flight to catch and a tour to get ready for the next day after all.

saying your goodbyes to jack’s parents and thanking them for a lovely evening, you and jack left the party, him intertwining your hands together and pressing a kiss to your forehead as you made your way to the car.

you had a slightly longer walk ahead of you since trying to find good parking had been an ordeal earlier in the night, and it had you now regretting your choice of attire.

louisville was making its slow, but apparent, transition into autumn with chiller nights than you were accustomed to during these warm summer months. and of course not wanting to ruin your outfit, you opted to forgo wearing a jacket tonight, which you now realize might have been a mistake.

although, jack, who knew you like the back of his hand, was quick to notice you were cold and pulled you in close for one of his all consuming bear hugs, which you instantly loved him for.

you nuzzled yourself further to his chest, relishing in the warmth his body provided, soon feeling your own heat up. you had never been more grateful for your boyfriend being your very own personal furnace.

“i love being back here with you.” jack whispered while running his hand up and down the small of your back, in attempt to warm you up some more. you blushed at his comment, knowing how much kentucky meant to him. “louisville is home, it’s always been home. but with you it feels even more like it.”

you had to stop the tears from flooding your eyes as you tilted your head to look up at him, losing yourself in those baby blues before leaning on your tippy toes to place a kiss to his soft lips. “i love you, j. you’re my home too.”

“and i love you, baby, more than anything.” he cooed back.

you pressed another quick kiss to his cheek as you continued the journey towards the car.

however, you were slowed down by the six foot three teddy bear who refused to let go of you. “jack, i can’t walk with your tall ass hugging me like that.”

jack huffed, “see now why you gotta ruin the nice moment like that.”

[takecareluv]

jack gives the reader a head massage and she ends up falling asleep 🤣🤣🤣 i’ve had those before and they just feel so good and a great way to relax.

a.n. i’ve never experienced this in my life but it sounds so amazing and relaxing. i’m jealous 😭

relax, baby || jack harlow x reader

it had only been a couple weeks into your fall semester and you already felt yourself falling behind. you found yourself waking up earlier each morning just to get a few extra minutes at the library, as well as staying up later than usual, shuffling through your never ending list of assignments and attempting to catch up on your readings.

you were beyond stressed to say the least and jack took immediate notice of this.

he hated seeing you get like this, especially with how much he knew you already struggled with your mental health. every semester for the last three years he watched as you shut yourself out from everyone, spending ever waking hour studying and prioritizing receiving an A mark in every class over taking care of yourself. he knew how stubborn you could be, but this semester he wasn’t going down without a fight. he was going to get you to step away from that mountain of textbooks sitting on your desk and finally have you relax.

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it was approaching midnight and you were on your fifth consecutive hour of studying.

jack watched as you tiredly typed away on your computer, trying to finish a paper for your psych class before the sun came up. 

he decided then that you needed a break, walking over to were you sat hunched over a book that probably weighed ten pounds. he threw the book aside, swiftly lifting you into his arms.

you let out a squeal from suddenly being picked up and thrown over your boyfriend’s shoulder. “jackman, what are you doing? put me down! i need to finish my paper!”

“nope,” he simply replied. “you need to take a break, baby. you’re working yourself too hard.”

“i promise i’ll take a break once i’m done but i need to finish this.” you tried to counter, but jack was as stubborn as you were and he wasn’t taking no for an answer.

“the paper will still be there in the morning, after you’ve relaxed and had a good nights sleep. and i’m sure you’ll be much happier with what you write after you’re well rested, bub. you need to get some rest, please baby, for me.” jack was almost begging at this point. he hadn’t seen that usual glimmer in your eyes in days, let alone that smile that never failed to light up the room. he missed it, and he missed you.

you accepted defeat as jack continued to carefully carry you into the bathroom that was connected to your shared bedroom.

he softly set you down on the counter before he walked towards the tub, starting a bath for you. you watched with love in your eyes as jack moved around the room, grabbing your favorite bubble bath, that was only to be used on special occasions, along with a fresh, warm towel straight out of the dryer. he was always so good to you and you absolutely adored him for it.

once the bath was filled enough, he helped you undress before assisting you into the warm water.

he turned to walk away once you were settled in, but you quickly grabbed ahold of his wrist asking him to stay.

“of course, baby. i’ll be right back. just going to throw a sweatshirt in the dryer for you so it’s warm when you come out.”

he exited the room and returned only a few minutes later, although it felt like much longer to you, with one of your favorite scented candles in his hand to light. you smiled to yourself, his sweetness was never ending and you couldn’t help but fall more in love with every small, caring gesture he made.

you didn’t realize you had been staring as he stripped and joined you in the tub. “like what you see, baby.” jack teased with a smirk on his face that caused you to blush.

“you know i do,” you admitted quietly, the warmth rising to your cheeks.

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you stayed in the bath with jack resting behind you, and your bodies intertwined until the water became too cold to find relaxing any longer.

jack got out first, quickly drying himself off before holding out a hand to help you get out of the bath. once you were out, he wrapped you up in a towel and guided you to sit back on the counter so he could help you complete your nighttime routine.

he situated himself between your legs, grabbing your toothbrush from behind you, wetting it before putting a line of toothpaste on it and, of course, wetting it again. he helped you brush your teeth, and even held your hair back so you could spit into the sink when he was finished.

he then pulled out your face wash and night cream, softly applying them to your skin, all before placing a quick peck to your lips. “beautiful, baby.”

once he was finished with that, he picked you up, carrying you back into the bedroom, slipping one of his old hoodies over you head that was extra cozy, having been fresh out of the dryer.

you cuddled up close to him, throwing you leg over his and wrapping your arm around his waist. his hand found it’s way to your head, giving you a scalp massage that had your eyes rolling to the back of you head. you didn’t realize how much you needed this relaxation until now.

jack continued to give you a head massage until you breathing stilled and he heard faint snores, the most adorable snores might he add, falling from your lips.

he smiled to himself in victory that he finally got you to rest.

he placed a gentle kiss to your forehead, whispering a faint, “good night, baby. i love you,” before falling asleep himself.

[takecareluv]

okay...so i have an idea for the photobooth piece...

imagine the reader and vinnie have been married for a long time - they have children and grandchildren, and are still in love with each other as if it is the first times they are dating.

one day, their grandchildren are having a sleepover at their house and the older grandchild finds these old family photo albums in a closet. inside the album are strips of the photos from the photobooth and the grandchildren are in awe of seeing their grandparents so young and beautiful/handsome and in love. they ask the reader and vinnie to tell the story of that day, which brings us to the past and we read about the day when vinnie and reader find the photobooth on the street and take photos in it.

since the photos are in that vintage, not-exactly-black but black & white colour, i thought it would be fitting to have a nostalgic and romantic feel to the piece as well <3

a.n. thank you, thank you, thank you livie for this incredible idea !!! that beautiful mind of yours is always cooking up the best ideas <3 i hope that i did this justice and you, along with everyone else reading, enjoy what i came up with. also everyone reading this, go give livie some love because she is amazing, and also just so happened to put out a new fic for the first time in a while and you all need to go read it immediately if you haven't already !!! it is one of the most beautiful things i have read and she deserves a lot of love on it so go give her some right now 😠 also credit to @beauperalta for the header image i used below !!!

a picture is worth a thousand words || v.h.

it had been many years since you were once that young and in love kid living in the city of angels, pursuing your dreams.

you and your husband of forty years were currently settled in a little cottage on the outskirts of seattle, washington. a home the perfect size for just the two of you, along with enough play space in the back for your adventurous grandchildren to run around in.

life was perfect. well, if there ever was such thing as perfect, this was as close to as you were getting.

you were just as in love with vinnie as the day you had met him all those years ago at the mere age of eighteen. and that love only expanded as he gave you your very own family, three lovely children, who weren’t quite children anymore. in fact they had a few of their own.

your once little family had grown larger than you ever expected, and with that, your heart as well.

it was the night of your grandparent and grandkids sleepover you held at the house at least once a month. you loved your family dearly and wanted to spend as much time with them as possible, giving your grandchildren the best childhood they could ask for, just as you did with their parents.

the kids would be arriving any minute, although knowing your daughter they would most likely be running late.

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you were setting out some extra blankets and pillows, having just finished renting the newest pixar movie you knew the kids had been aching to see, when the doorbell rang.

“they’re here!” you squealed, running over to the entry way to let them in, never once not as excited to see your babies like the day they were each born.

“careful, darling. don’t want to break a hip.” vinnie teased from where he was lounging on the lazyboy all morning.

“oh shut it. these hips work just as good as they used to and you for one should know that.” you cheekily smirked back at him before throwing the front door open with the biggest smile on your face. “hello, my loves. come in, come in!” you announced, giving each and every one of them a big squeeze as they walked through the doorway.

after everyone was settled in and the kids said their goodbyes, which was always a bit harder on the little one, you brought out some coloring pages so they could draw and “surprise mommy with beautiful pictures when she picks you up tomorrow”, which caused your youngest grandchild to perk right up.

while she was at the table, focusing all her attention on making a masterpiece for her mother, the rest of the kids were rummaging through the closet to pull out some games to play.

reaching for a game board tucked away on the top shelf, your grandson lost his balance, knocking over a box full of photo albums, hundreds of pictures spilling out as it hit the ground.

one photo in particular caught your granddaughter’s eye as she leaned over to pick it up. she had seen many photos of you from your younger years, but had never seen you look so happy as you did in these four little images.

she walked over to where you and vinnie were sat with her younger sister, wanting to ask the story behind her new favorite photo of you.

“whatcha got here?” you asked as you saw her approaching with something that definitely did not look anything like a board game in her hands.

“i found these old pictures of you guys in the closet,” she explained while handing it to you.

you smiled once you caught a glimpse at the photos she was talking about. you almost teared up at the sight, having not seen these photos in a long time. the fond memories of that night, and others like it, flooding your mind in an instant. those really were your happiest days.

when the youngest saw you all awing over something, she began to feel left out and quickly moved out of vinnie’s lap to see what all the fuss was about. “grandpa that you?” she asked, pointing to the much younger vinnie in the photo.

“yeah, bub, many years ago.”

“so pretty! you and grammy,” she giggled before crawling back into his lap and picking up her crayons to color again.

“she’s right. grandma, you were so beautiful.” your eldest granddaughter complimented, still staring at the photos in awe of your beauty, now knowing exactly where her mother got it from.

“wasn’t she? the most beautiful girl i’d ever seen, still is.” vinnie beamed, looking at you with the same amount of love in his eyes as the very day those photos were taken.

“how old were you?” your granddaughter questioned, pulling you out of a daydream, it was always so easy for you to get lost in vinnie’s eyes for a moment.

“we were both freshly twenty at the time…”

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it was hot august night, too hot in your opinion. you didn’t know how vinnie could bear wearing a leather jacket in this heat. although when you questioned him on it, he claimed “you just don’t understand fashion.” whatever that meant.

you had just left the birthday party of some tiktoker you didn’t even know the last name of but vinnie apparently had to make an appearance at.

after an hour of pushing through an endless amount of drunk, sweaty kids just to find a single familiar face, which was a failure by the way, you and vinnie decided to get out of there and have your own fun. which ultimately meant going to the rundown arcade around the block.

you spent the rest of the evening there competing against each other in ski ball, air hockey and every other game they had. not without taking a snack break to slurp down a cookies and crème milkshake along with the biggest basket of cheesy fries you’d ever seen, it was heavenly.

by the time you had made your way through almost every game there, to which vinnie cheated and won most, you were the only two left. you were having so much fun to even realize three hours had gone by and the only other person there was a worker begrudgingly sweeping the place up and yelling at you both to get out.

you quickly listened, grabbing ahold of vinnie’s hand and shuffling out of the arcade before you had to deal with the wrath of the old man and his broom. something you knew was probably best not to mess with.

on the walk back to vinnie’s car, you stumbled upon an old photo booth. you honestly weren’t too sure the thing would still work, but when vinnie entered a couple quarters, the machine began to light up, much to your surprise. vinnie promptly took your hand, pulling you inside the booth before sitting you on his lap.

you had thirty seconds before the first photo was taken and you were a giggling mess trying to come up with a pose. at the very last second, you placed your hand on vinnie’s cheek, quickly bringing him into a kiss until you heard the click of the camera.

you were too caught up in your own world after the kiss, you didn’t have time to pose, and the next picture captured you and vinnie basically staring into each other’s soul with so much adoration in your eyes, oblivious to everything going on around you.

you start giggling even more once you realized you missed the second photo and before you knew it, the third was being taken, showing you and vinnie with the biggest smiles on your face in a fit of laughter.

“okay, serious time.” you said to him, but mainly for yourself as you couldn’t stop the laugh that escaped you. “we gotta make the last one count.”

and with that, you wrapped both your arms around vinnie’s neck, pressing your cheek to his as you smiled at the camera. there was still time left so vinnie swiftly turned, giving your cheek a quick peck that the camera caught at the perfect moment.

once the last photo was snapped, you faced vinnie, your soft lips practically touching from how close you were. you leaned in, closing the small gap between you. vinnie deepened the kiss as you ran your fingers through his hair, playing with those curls you loved so much.

you moved in sync, as you always do, for a few minutes before pulling away to catch your breath. a smile spreading across your face as you did. “i love you,” you whispered in his ear.

“not as much as i love you,” he cooed back, placing one last kiss on your lips for good luck.

you snatched the copies of the pictures on the way out, handing one to vinnie which he immediately placed in his wallet for safe keeping.

you, however, held yours close until you made it home. running up the stairs and straight to the desk in the corner of your bedroom, you pulled out a sharpie, writing the date and a little message on the back before sticking it in a box of more photos and knickknacks from throughout your relationship that you only hoped to add on to.

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now here you were, all these years later, holding the very same photo in your hands. turning it over, you grinned at the words scribbled on the paper.

8/22/22

my love for you is forever, sweet vinnie <3

and that it always will be, you thought.

a.n. hey god. it’s me again. when is it my turn ??? 😭

[takecareluv]

as a jackman harlow request (hehe i'm excited):

jack meeting reader at a pub in london while he's out exploring the city by himself at night. he's on a solo trip and choosing to go out at a late hour to escape potential fans hounding him and because he wants to be alone and see what it's like to be a "normal" tourist in a famous city. he's hesitant at first when reader approaches and strikes up conversation with him, but relaxes when he realizes reader does not know him. the two of them talk over fries and beer, talking until the sun is up, at which point they leave the bar. jack gives the reader his jacket or hoodie as they walk down the empty streets in the chill of the morning, eventually parting ways. jack tells the reader to keep the jacket or hoodie, thanking for the amazing night.

i'm sorry if this was too specific, but for some reasonw when you posted about jack being in london right now my mind immediately conjured up this scenario. regardless, i know if you choose to use this as a scenario you'll make it into something beautiful, as always <3

a.n. liv this is amazing. don’t apologize for it being too specific, it was perfect. you always come up with the best ideas, i swear !!! thank you for sending this <3 also how did you know i’ve been wanting to write something based in london ??? I’m so excited but nervous about this - my first jack fic !! ah i hope you guys like it mwah!

love in london || jack harlow x reader

jack thought it was a blessing to have the opportunity to travel the world like he did. getting to see so many countries in such a short amount of time, visiting places people only wished of seeing. it was all great, but the one thing he felt he missed out on through all of his journeys, was exploring these beautiful cities like a true tourist. being able to walk down the street without hearing whispers and the clicks of cameras around him.

he always felt he stood out more when he had his whole entourage with him. it was hard to stay lowkey when you had a big group plus a security guard following you around everywhere.

so when he landed in london all by his lonesome, he was a little more excited, ready to sneak around the city without cameras being shoved in his face like never before.

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several hours later and he just wrapped up a meeting with some executives about expanding his upcoming tour to the united kingdom.

he made the mistake of not eating before hand and was now in desperate need for a quick bite to eat, although unsure of where to go at this time of night.

that’s when he noticed a dim light coming from a tiny pub down the road, immediately making long strides towards the quaint spot.

upon entering, he noticed he was practically alone in the joint, besides the two old guys in the corner arguing over whatever game was on and, of course, the man behind the bar. it was perfect, he thought to himself. no one to film him or ask a million intruding questions.

he took a seat at the empty bar, quickly ordering fish and chips, along with a guinness, deciding to treat himself and go all out with the british meal.

and with quiet moments like this being as far and few between, jack decided to take advantage of it and pull out his current read, the great gatsby.

he read quietly for a few minutes, munching on some day-old peanuts, before he heard the seat beside him shift, followed by a soft whisper. “i’ll have a shandy, please. oh and an order of chips as well. thanks.”

it was quiet again for a moment before the soft voice that jack already found himself fascinated by, spoke up once more. “are the fries as good as they say?” he heard you giggle. a giggle he was already in love with.

“they alright. probably been sitting out all day though.” he answered hesitantly, always nervous he was about to get asked for something, with the person knowing who he was.

however, the conversation continued and you began discussing the book jack had closed in front of him. jack relaxed, easing himself into the flow he had with you since you started talking. he realized you had no idea who he was and was now excited to just have a normal conversation with a stranger. although he wasn’t sure he wanted you to be a stranger any longer.

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unbeknownst to you, hours had gone by since you first sparked a conversation with the cute guy you had yet to know the name of.

in that time, you had ordered two more pints of beer and a second basket of fries before the sun started to rise and the bartender was walking over to you with a bill in his hand. “alright, lovebirds, night’s over. i gotta close up.”

you reached down to pull out your wallet from the small purse resting by your feet, but jack quickly stopped you. “don’t worry about it, i got it.”

“are you sure? i feel bad, i don’t even know your name.” you babbled.

“the name’s jack. now will you let me pay for you?” he responded confidently.

you laughed, “i’m guessing you’re not going to take no for an answer.”

“nope,” jack basically cut you off.

“well fine. thank you, jack. i owe you one.” you replied, sounding defeated. although jack didn’t notice, he was to busy focusing on your insinuation that this wasn’t a one time thing, which made him smile to himself.

he handed the impatient bartender a one hundred pound note, telling him to “keep the change” before grabbing your hand and walking out of the pub.

“i’ll walk you home,” he whispered.

“no, jack, it’s okay. you don’t have to do that. i don’t want you to have to go even further out of your way, you should get some rest anyway.” you tried to reason with him, but you already knew he wasn’t taking no for an answer.

“i’m not letting you walk alone at this time. now c’mon, you lead the way.”

you smiled at how genuinely sweet he was, especially with someone he barely knew for that matter. you squeezed his hand once more while guiding him in the direction of your apartment.

you only made it around the corner before jack noticed you were shivering. he was quick to stop in his tracks, pulling his jacket off his body, and delicately placing it on your shorter frame.

it basically swallowed you whole and jack thought that was most adorable thing.

you smiled up at him, getting lost in those baby blues, mumbling a soft “thank you”.

you walked in a comfortable silence for the remainder of the journey, hands still intertwined, before you came to pause in front of the entrance to your apartment complex.

you’d be lying if you said you didn’t consider circling the block a few times just to get some extra minutes with the man next to you.

“well this is me,” you attempted to hide the sadness in your voice, although it didn’t really work too well, jack was quick to notice the pout that fell onto your lips.

you shrugged off the jacket that was three sizes too big on you and smelt heavenly of his expensive cologne. in other words, the comfiest jacket you had ever worn, attempting to hand it back to the boy.

“no, no. you keep it. i’ll just get it back from you next time i see you.” jack said, pushing the jacket back towards you.

“next time?” you questioned, confused but smiley.

“yeah, you didn’t think i’d let you get away that easy, did you?” jack remarked with a smirk on his face. “have a good night, y/n. i’ll see you soon,” he winked, walking away from you.

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