baby moon

Sugar daddy? Nah he just likes buying her books

jaafar jackson x fem!reader

a/n: this is kinda corny but I kinda loved it…btw slipped in a 67 joke so sorry in advance and a reference to that one video where he spends a shit ton of money of 5 pairs of shoes and hes like “cool 😊”

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You’ve always preferred going to a bookstore if you wanted to buy any books, you took your time and managed to look through every aisle carefully before spending a shit ton of money in books, even though you truly believed it was a perfectly justified splurge.

When you started dating Jaafar you realized he wasn’t very fond of reading but always happened to interested in what you were reading as long as you explained the plot or if you read to him out loud, you secretly managed to believe he didn’t know how to read since he seemed allergic to the book when you handed it to him so he could read the back to see what it was about, but you quickly realized that idea was absurd, and well, Jaafar? He got bored reading unless it came from your gentle voice and those pretty lips of yours, he loved reading nights if it meant he could hear you read and react aloud just for him.

So eventually Jaafar got used to walking into a bookstore with you, knowing you’d be there for at least an hour, checking every section, every genre and how you’d run your fingers along the spine of the book, grabbing to see its cover, read the synopsis and maybe reading a chapter or two before you decided on adding it to the pile, to be fair, most guys would be bored out of their mind, and to be fair, the first time Jaafar had taken you to a bookstore, he really didn’t find it interesting, he’d sit on a beanbag near the children’s books and scroll endlessly on his phone, that was until he started paying more attention to detail, the way you’d silently react when finding a limited edition you’d been seeing all over your feed, or how you’d turn to Jaafar excitedly just to say: “J, the author made a page just for the playlist!” and it was the most adorable thing he’d ever seen.

Because apparently this was his life now, to follow you around watching the crease between your brows appear as you focused on the blurb written on the backs of the books, seeing how you silently giggled at cheese romantic novels, and he wouldn’t deny it, he absolutely loved it.

Simply because every shelf seemed to have something you needed in your possession, and it is that serious.

“Y/N”

No response.

“Babe”

Maybe a twitch, but still nothing

“Baby, you’ve been reading the first chapter for fifteen minutes” he said crouching down nwxt to you, pushing a loose hair strand behind your ear.

“Mhm”

“So…are you buying it?”

“probably”

“Then why are you reading it all here?” he laughed softly noticing how you hadn’t lifted your gaze from the book.

“I have to make sure I don’t end up hating the main male character before I buy it” he let out a chuckle as he pressed a kiss to your temple, he needed no rescuing, no saving, he was right where he wanted to be.

Finally after roughly an hour you stood right next to Jaafar, who carried half of the book stack, all ready to pay, but they walked just past new releases, and you physically took three steps back eyeing everything.

You put aside a part of your book pile and grabbed some of the books on the table eyeing them, the excitement practically glowed all over your face, and Jaafar watched amused, and knowing you like the back of his hand, he could see the gears turning in your head, he noticed you mentally calculating prices with the ones that caught your eye the most. You grabbed them then hesitantly put them down, a small, almost unnoticeable frown appeared on your face, so Jaafar spoke up.

“Which ones?”

“What?”

“Which ones do you wanna take, pretty?” Jaafar…you thought, the face you made could only make it easier to know exactly what you thought and how you sounded like saying his name that way. Every. Single. Time.

Knowing he didn’t insist, he simply grabbed the books you had eyed the most, adding them to the pile in his arm

“Jaafar—”

“Come on”

He genuinely did not see a problem in spoiling you like this, he loved seeing you happy, even if it meant he had to follow you for an hour carrying at least six books while you carried other seven.

At the register you could only see the total grow more and more, you felt yourself physically wince at the numbers on the screen.

“Your totals going to be 225.11” the cashier smiled and before you could react Jaafar had already pulled his card out.

“Cool” he smiled back handing her the silver card.

“Jaafar…”

“It’s fine”

“Baby…” you finally spoke in a voice that didn’t sound like a scold directed towards him for being too much of a sweetheart, as he took the bag full of books, he slid his arm around your waist pulling you closer as you walked out.

“Seriously, I’m not trying to be your sugar daddy or anything, I simply enjoy seeing you so happy about books, the fact that your happy makes me happy” he said gently placing a kiss on your cheek sweetly.

“You’re too good to me.”

Best friends brother!Jaafar Jackson x fem!reader

a/n: LOOOOVED this prompt, LOOOOVED writing this, i really hope u like this, my writing is so rusty, l love jaafar hes such a cutie 🥹🤧

Jaafar spent all night thinking about Y/N whether he wanted to or not, he stared at the ceiling hopelessly almost wishing he could turn his thoughts off like a machine, unfortunately—he happened to be a simple mortal who couldn’t stop picturing her smile, or the way her hair glowed in the sun, or the way she laughed uncontrollably in utter silence whenever he got on jermajesty’s last nerve.

He was doomed. He couldn’t tell when he’d stopped seeing her differently, or why he seemed to blush when she walked in any room and always looked at him first, he felt ridiculous.

“You awake?” his brother jermajesty spoke in the silence of their old, shared room.

“What do you want now?” he answered opening his eyes slowly, to find jermajesty sitting at the edge of his bed with a smile that already said it was something that would piss Jaafar off.

“I thought id packed my swim trunks but turns out I didn’t, can you come with me back to the house to grab it before I get yelled at by mom in the morning” Jaafar reached to grab his phone to check the time, 2:36 am, you’ve got to be kidding me, Jaafar thought to himself with a sigh.

“Fine but be quick, in and out with your things, please” jermajesty nodded with a sideways grin as he flew off the bed trying his best not to wake everyone in the house.

Every summer since Jaafar and jermajesty were kids their family would road trip to the Jacksons lake house, and Y/N as jermajesty’s best friend, they’d always squeeze her into the car for a 3 hour drive playing dumb word games and somehow Y/N always ended talking Jaafar into playing his uncles songs and singing them loud and off key.

Jaafar felt especially…uneasy about this trip, not because he wasn’t excited of the cool water killing the heat, or having to deal with his brother and Y/N dragging him into some game they’d made up on the spot, maybe it was the fact that he’d seen Y/N grow up along his side and he’d seen her go from his brothers nerdy best friend into this charming girl who somehow now never failed to make him feel anxious that he’d do the wrong thing or say something weird around her.

As he waited for his brother in the car while he’d ran inside the house, he couldn’t help but wonder when things felt different when this had become second nature for all of them, the going and staying at the family house the night before the trip, waking up early to go pick Y/N up, arriving mid-day to catch the sun and stay in the lake till the sun went down, he feared his own mind for maybe sounding like a creep, but a part of him felt nervous of seeing Y/N in a bikini since her inevitable morph into her grown girl body, as his grandma Katherine had said, or as jermajesty pointed out bluntly a couple of months ago, she’d finally grown boobs.

Somehow, he tried to plan out how he’d breath, how he’d stand, how he’d everything around her, just to go unnoticed like every year.

“got ‘em, lets go before mom notices we left and we get an hour-long lecture while packing the car in the morning” jermajesty sat in the passenger seat and closed the door as Jaafar took the car out of the driveway.

Y/N woke up lazily but glowing with excitement, part of it coming from the awaited yearly trip, but the other part of her she tried so hard to not show, was seeing Jaafar, being able to spend time with him—and jermajesty—but without it being weird or awkward, she felt foolish like a middle school girl that got sat near her crush in class, but Jaafar had been nothing but sweet and gentle towards her, she really couldn’t help but blush whenever he got up from his seat for her when all seats were taken, she was simply a girl that had fallen for a gorgeous kind guy that happened to be her best friends brother. She always saw Jaafar so much older when she was younger but as she saw him grow up and as she did too she realized he wasn’t all that much older or annoyed by him like older brothers would be with their siblings and their friends, he was always very shy but so charming.

As Y/N finished her double checking her list nervously, a honk startled her making her drop her phone on the counter where she stood, she yelled her goodbyes at her parents and slipped out the door, where jermajesty had already sprinted out of the car ecstatic for the trip, Y/N ran towards him and hugged him tightly, her nervousness almost disappearing until she lifted her gaze, noticing Jaafar leaning against the car playing with a bracelet on his wrist.

She was greeted by the other Jackson family members as the helped her fit her bag in the trunk until Jermaine spoke up going back to the driver seat “oh Y/N I hope you don’t mind, we’re a bit packed this year, you might have to sit on jermajesty’s or Jaafar’s lap to fit”

“Unless you want to carry me and my 50 pounds of ass baby” jermajesty said throwing an arm over Y/N’s shoulders, everyone laughed including Y/N, who pushed him with a disturbed expression.

“Okay, you seriously need to stop making those kinds of jokes, plus you’re too big to carry jer” she told her best friend as she messed with his curls giggling at his insulted expression.

“Your loss princess, I aint carrying for 3 hours, Jaafar, she’s all yours!”  jermajesty spoke as he hopped back into his seat, Jaafar tried not to panic, but it felt like his whole nervous system had shut down and was complete chaos inside.

Y/N looked at jermajesty with a betrayed expression, then turned to look at Jaafar who had and unreadable look on his face but smiled gently once he noticed she was looking his way.

He got in and stretched a hand out to help her up, he felt his body stiffen the second she sat down on his lap, he felt the heat creep up his neck so he quickly asked her to roll the window down trying to act calm and collected, but in reality he couldn’t have found himself in a more mortifying situation, Think nice thoughts, he told himself. Rainbows. Puppies. Anything but—he silenced his thoughts, he was a guy, but he was determined to survive the trip. Y/N on the other hand stayed incredibly still, fearing that even the slightest movement would make Jaafar uncomfortable, her expression sat in between mortified and nervous, while jermajesty sang whatever played on their road trip playlist.

Y/N found herself intoxicated by the smell of Jaafars woody cologne, she really tried to force herself to think about literally anything but him at the moment, Jaafar on the other hand could only think about her and pray that his body wouldn’t betray him.

After a while, Jaafar broke the silence asking her softly “you good up there?” not really being able to see her face.

“Yeah…sorry about this…” she mumbled embarrassed “seriously if I’m too—”

“You’re not” he said immediately, almost too fast. He cleared his throat. “You’re fine. Really.”

Despite her embarrassment, Y/N still giggled at jermajesty’s failed attempts at getting any lyrics right, as the minutes went by, she felt her body relax, leaning back slightly against Jaafar’s chest, he forced himself to breathe normally but at the same time also managed to calm down as the next hour went by without any trouble.

Other than the awkward situation, it was smooth sailing, Jermajesty seemed he couldn’t stop talking but, jaafar and Y/N managed to have a nice conversation like two normal human beings that were most definitely not avoiding some secret crush on each other.

By the time they pulled into the lake houses driveway, the car drowned with the smell of pine and water, the sun fully up letting in a golden shine. Everyone started getting out of the car and jaafar once again helped Y/N, gently grabbing her waist and helping her out carefully.

“Thanks for the ride” she spoke softly, with a laugh, reminding herself of the absurdness of the situation.

“Anytime,” he replied, his voice coming out steadily. Then, realizing how that sounded, he added quickly, “I mean—not that you have to—uh… yeah.” Making her laugh, her nose scrunched up as she tapped his shoulder so casually as she made her way to the trunk to help everyone else unload the bags.

Then suddenly jermajesty’s voice came through “please be normal about this, please”

Ive decided I’ll write for jaafar but I need inspo, y’all are hilarious and genius so…!

send in some prompts yall I’m all ears

cause ive got an ich, I really want to write for jaafar but idk if y’all would want that…

what even are men?? Like u trynna flirt or sum 😀

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