18+ mdni HNGGGGH he comes back to the cart at one point n whistles “You see that shot, sweetheart?”

you’re leaning against the dashboard in your cute little matching skirt n visor, chewing gum and picking at your nails, n only respond with a bored “mhm”

jack huffs out a chuckle and shakes his head, having known this would happen once the novelty wore off. “I told you golf is slow, doll. And boring.”

“Didn’t tell me that there’s no service out here.” you grumble. you shoot him a scathing little glare, lower lip extended. jack clicks his tongue and pets your hair, meeting your expression with exaggerated patience n mock sympathy as he nods along. “Or that it was gonna be a million degrees today.”

“Poor girl. This must be torture.”

n you only get worse as the day ticks by… by your fifth complaint jack’s jaw is twinging and he grasps your chin to make you look at him rather than your chipped off nail polish. “Are you gonna fix your attitude, doll, or do I need to I help you? Cause I’m not gonna listen to you whine for 8 more holes.”

+ after he fucks you against the cart, all rushed and sweaty in the hot sun, you’re back to being content n smiley again… he presses rewarding kisses to your cheek, your neck, your temple. “There’s my good girl. Just gotta be patient for daddy, yeah? Just a few more hours.”

so that's how duke and jack end up colluding behind his back and showing up to his front step with you - an adorable hybrid-puppy girl just for him <3

you're shy for just about 0.2 seconds before you're on his couch, floppy ears and drooly mouth chewing on his decorative pillows.

robby stands at the living room door and stares at you until your eyes catch his and you startle with a yip, tail wagging and knocking a lamp off the side table. he sighs and rubs at his temple.