Funny Seeing You Here

While Brooklyn took after you, Aaliyah was like Jack in so many ways. They were both big goofballs that loved to make the room laugh, selective (picky) eaters, and could fall asleep pretty much anywhere. You loved seeing the embodiment of the love of your life in your little girl, but for Jack, it came with a whole host of worries he was unprepared for.

Jack's vision issues had plagued him since he was born, and for the most part, he'd learned to adjust very well, but he never really thought that his lazy eye could be genetic.

As soon as your pediatrician mentioned that Aaliyah was showing early signs of Amblyopia as an infant, Jack was concerned. You tried to reassure him that it was just a chance, and as soon as she was old enough you put her in vision therapy which helped a lot, but when Aaliyah turned five, you and Jack decided it was best for her to get an eye patch to help with development.

Jack had bad memories of being teased for his eye patch when he was growing up, so when the day came to take Aaliyah to the optometrist, he was a nervous wreck.

Jack was uncharacteristically quiet the morning of the appointment. He was already in the car as you were getting Aaliyah ready and said goodbye to Brooklyn who was staying behind with her grandparents.

He white knuckled the steering wheel on the drive there, a hand on your thigh squeezing erratically as he glanced at Aaliyah in the rearview mirror, who was blissfully unaware of what was going on.

"Jack." You patted his hand affectionately a couple of times, bringing his attention to you. "Sorry." He tried to pull away, but you held his hand there with your own. "No need to apologize. I'm nervous too." He gave you a soft smile as he pressed a kiss to your knuckles.

The first part of the appointment was spent explaining more about Aaliyah's condition, and why the eye patch was going to be beneficial for her. Aaliyah was quickly getting anxious, unable to sit still, so the receptionist took her to look at some new glasses, which she was also going to need.

"There's going to be a rough adjustment period." The optometrist explained that kids didn't always like wearing the eye patch, and knowing that Aaliyah was sensitive to change and new things, it might take longer for her to get used to it. You watched as Jack shifted uncomfortably in his seat, crushing the paperwork in his fist.

"Look, mama!" Aaliyah returned to the exam room with a pair of lavender purple glasses, complete with a strap to hold them in place. "Those are so pretty, Aaliyah. I love them." You tried to distract her from Jack who was visibly uncomfortable. He pushed his glasses up and pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache coming on from nerves.

"The next part will just be examining Aaliyah's eyes and fitting her for the eye patch." The doctor directed you to the exam chair, but as you tried to walk Aaliyah over, she hesitated, and ran over to Jack. "I don't wanna do it", she mumbled into Jack's hoodie, hiding her face in his neck.

Jack took a deep breath, and stood, holding his daughter in his arms. "C'mon, baby. We'll do it together." He sat down in the exam chair with Aaliyah in his lap. She started to cry as she saw all of the scary looking instruments in front of her. "Its too scarwy, daddy", she mumbled out between tears.

"Look, Daddy will do it first." Aaliyah watched as Jack took off his glasses and had his eyes examined by the doctor, and she quickly learned that she had nothing to fear. She sat perfectly still as the doctor took a look at her, holding Jack's hand the entire time. "You did such a good job, Liyah", Jack praised her, peppering her face with kisses, making her giggle.

All that was left to do was for Aaliyah to choose the eye patch design that she wanted. Jack walked her through all of her options while you held back, so happy that the appointment was going smoother than you anticipated. She finally decided on an Elsa one from her favorite movie Frozen, and only cried a little bit when they placed it on.

Brooklyn was waiting at the front door when you arrived home, and Aaliyah ran to her immediately, wrapping her arms around her sister. "Look, Brookie!" She pointed to her eye patch, a huge grin on her face. "I love it! You look so pretty! I love your glasses too." Brooklyn exclaimed to her sister, both of them rushing inside the house. Aaliyah spent the next couple of minutes telling Maggie and Brian all about how brave she was at her appointment.

As soon as the two of you were alone in the kitchen, Maggie and Brian having left with the girls to treat them to ice cream, you opened your arms to Jack who collapsed in your hold. "You did a good job, daddy."

"When she started crying, I thought I was gonna cry", he admitted, resting his forehead on your shoulder. You rubbed his back sympathetically, your other hand in his hair. "But you didn't, and now she knows she has nothing to be scared of."

He looked up at you, his face riddled with worry. "What if they tease her at school?"

"Something tell me her father isn't going to let that happen." Jack nodded in agreement. "Damn right."

"I've got something that I think will make you feel better. Your mom gave them to me." You ran out to the hallway and returned with an envelope. You pulled out a picture of a young Jack, no older than Aaliyah was now, with a cute Pokemon eyepatch over his left eye. "I think if you show these to Aaliyah, she'll feel even more confident about her new look. She looks up to you, babe. Your little mini-me."

Jack took the picture from you as he scratched at his jawline. "Ha! I forgot all about my Pokemon eye patch. I look pretty cool!" Jack was beaming, which made you smile. "You're so cute! You still are." You wrapped an arm around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss.

A/N : It was supposed to be something short and simple, but once I started I couldn’t stop and now well, see for yourself Lmao I took it places it shouldn’t have but oh well 🤷🏻‍♀️ enjoyyyy 💕

It was always nerve wracking meeting your significant other's families and close friends, but it was more nerve-wracking when you were going home with your significant other for the holidays. It’s more intimate and it makes you know this was the right path into being in a serious relationship.

You and Jack have been dating almost a year now, even though you had already met his parents, grandparents, his brother and his close friends- the one’s that matter that is- it was still worrisome because it wasn’t just any holiday, it was Christmas Eve and if this isn’t as serious as it gets, you don’t know what was.

“Baby, seriously, relax.” Jack rubs at your shoulders, “You’ve met them all before and they love you.”

You sigh, “I know but I've never done the whole family picture thing.” you lift the pants to show him, “Nor the matching pajamas.”

“It’s just a picture and clothes.” he shrugs.

You raise your eyebrows at him, “It’s not and you know it. Unless you do this yearly with every other girl you bring home.” You shrug “I’ve heard the stories, thank you Grams Harlow.”

Jack chuckles, “Look at you showing your jealous side, I like it.” you roll your eyes and swat his arm, “Nothing to worry about baby, I promise you it’s just my parents and Clay, but also remind me to have a word with my grandmother, she needs to be on my team and tell you how much of a good guy I am.”

You snort, “She loves me more.”

There’s a quick knock to Jack’s childhood bedroom door, “She’s right you know?” his grandma yells, “I’m team YN, and if you ever hurt her, I’ll hunt you down.”

Jack shakes his head, “I believe you grams.” he goes to open the door for his grandma.

“Good” she nods and faces you. “Come on, Maggie and I did something and we want to know what you think of it.”

“Grandma, you can’t steal my girlfriend from me.”

You smile and head towards her, “It’s okay, I’m stealing her from you.”

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Jack's mother and grandmother had made you hot chocolate, but just not any hot chocolate. It was your entire childhood, chocolate abuelita. They definitely made you feel all kinds of emotions since your grandmother would always make it for you during the cold weathers or the holidays.

“Is it good? Jackman called your grandma for us and she gave us some steps to follow.” Maggie asks you.

You blow on the mug, take a sip and sigh. “Oh yeah, this is definitely good.” You smile, “You ladies did a wonderful job.”

Making hot chocolate shouldn’t be a big deal to make right? Well in this case, not everyone makes their chocolate abuelita the same, some just add milk or water. But your grandma? She adds a whole lot of other things that make it one hundred times better.

“Alright.” Clay announces, “Let’s get this photoshoot out of the way.”

Maggie raises her eyebrows at her youngest “What’s the rush?”

“Jack wants to keep Y/N tradition of watching movies and playing board games. Apparently she does this with her siblings and parents.”

You blush and throw a glance to Jack, “We’re in your parents home, I have no problem doing things differently. Let’s have Christmas the Harlow’s way.”

Jack shakes his head “You’ll regret that.”

“JACKMAN.” Both his mom and grandmother yell.

You chuckle and take another sip of your hot chocolate.

Clay then whispers in your ear “We sing carols all night long, so let’s do Christmas your way.” He looks at you with a pleading look.

You shake your head, “We compromise.”

“Excellent idea.” Maggie says. “We’ll take the photos, then before each movie we sing our songs.”

Both Clay and Jack glare at you, “That sounds like a great idea.” You stand up and grab Jack’s hand, “Come on, let’s take these pictures.”

You guys spend over two hours taking pictures, only because Jack and Clay kept whining about their spots in each set.

Urban was getting annoyed, simply because he had his girlfriend- your best friend, waiting for him back at his apartment. He wanted out immediately and he kept throwing glances your way to help him out.

“Okay, I think we got plenty of pictures.” You say, “Urban has plans and we’re sort of keeping him from them.”

Maggie gasps, “Oh my, I’m sorry son, why didn’t you bring her with you?”

Jack, Clay and yourself chuckle while Urban goes red in the face “W-who?”

Maggie raises her eyebrows, “You think I don’t know all about you and miss trouble maker? Y/N’s best friend?”

Urban scratches his neck “I- I didn’t think I could bring her over.”

“URBAN WYATT.” Jack’s grandmother snaps, “How long have we known you? Aht, don’t answer that, you bring over whoever is keeping you company. You are family end of the story.”

“Yes ma’am”

You smile and feel a tug to your hand. You look to your left and notice Jack is pointing to the hallway.

You follow him quickly “Jack, we’re not having sex while your family is out there getting ready to sing Christmas songs.”

Jack chuckles, “That’s later tonight baby.” He wraps his hands around your waist and pulls you in close, giving you a few pecks.

You look up at him, feel him getting hot and fidgeting. “What’s going on?”

“I have a surprise for you, but I don’t know how you’ll react.”

You furrow your eyebrows, “Okay?”

“This is our first Christmas together.” He starts.

“Yeah?”

He takes a deep breath, “I love you, there’s no denying that.”

You smile, “I love you too.”

“But-“

You cut him off immediately “But? But what?What’s going on right now?” You push back and lean against the wall.

Jack goes wide eyed “Babe no.” He goes up to you. “This isn’t a breakup speech.”

“Can you just tell me then?”

“You told me you always spent Christmas with your family, even with your busy schedule, you would make time to go be with them.” He says.

You nod, letting him continue “So if this relationship is going to work, we both have to put one hundred. I don’t like the fifty-fifty, it’s all in or nothing. So, I called your brothers and they immediately said yes.”

You start getting emotional, “Y-yes to what?”

He smiles “We’re spending Christmas Eve here, and tomorrow morning we’re going to your family. I know for you it’s traditional to celebrate on the 24th but since we’re here, I couldn’t change it last minute.”

“Babe.” You whisper and shake your head. “What about your family?”

“They understand and it was actually moms idea. I couldn’t keep you away from your siblings. I know how much they mean to you.”

You jump on him immediately and start peppering him with kisses. “Wait.”

“What?” He laughs.

“You’re going to spend Christmas with my family?”

He nods. “Yeah.”

“We’re going to them?”

He chuckles “Yes.”

“Sooo, you’re going to Mexico with me to be with my family-my entire family?”

“Uhh, yes?”

You chuckle “Oh they are going to eat you alive gringo.”

“Wait what? I’ve met your dad and brothers.” He asks, confused.

You nod, “Yeah but all my tíos and cousins will be there. You’re meeting the entire family.”

“N-nooo, your brothers didn’t mention any of that.”

You smile, “Baby, we’re Mexican, there’s a tío and cousin in each corner. Plus, the 25th is usually a recalentado and drinking, so my entire family will definitely be there. This is why I make sure I’m there on the 24th, only spend it with my parents and siblings.”

Jack nods, takes a deep breath “I can handle that.”

“Are you sure? We can back out.”

He shakes his head “We’re going, plus, I need to meet all of your family if I plan on marrying you one day.”

“I- you can’t say things like that and not mean it.” You glare at him and start walking back to the living room.

“I do mean it.” He stops you at the entrance of the hallway, “I promise you, I’m going to make you my wife one day and then we’ll have mini versions of us running around the house wanting to bake cookies and cakes because you make the best desserts ever.”

You let the tears flow, “I’m going to hold you to that.”

“It’s a promise, now look up.” He says, and you notice the mistletoe hanging there. “Give your future husband and baby daddy a kiss.”

You chuckle and do just that.

It wasn’t an easy road, but Jack definitely kept his promise and you were the happiest person on planet earth.

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A Hazel and Jade fic.

“Are you going to bed soon?” You asked as you started to undress, tossing your phone down on the hotel bed.

“Hold that phone up, I’m trying to see something” Jack cheekily responded, smirking tongue to cheek. As he held the phone up to his face. His glasses slid down his nose.

“Jackman- where are our children?” You gasped, earning a laugh from Jack that shook the phone.

“They are brushing their teeth and then they’ll come say goodnight to you. Let me see” he smirked.

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Because I'm in a holiday mood lol:

Jack's teeth chattered as he came in from the backyard, slamming the patio door shut, the hood of his sweatshirt covering his curls to try to stay warm. Brian, Jack and Clay had spent most of the morning outside, trying to deep fry a turkey for the first time for Thanksgiving. To protect your eyebrows, you offered to stay inside and help Maggie in the kitchen with the side dishes.

He threw his gloves on the floor before walking over to you.

"Whatcha cookin?", Jack asked, resting his chin on your shoulder, as he snaked his arms around your waist from behind you. You were prepping some celery and carrots for the stuffing, putting your knife skills to use. "Stuffing", you answered, sneaking him a piece of carrot over your shoulder. You shivered at how cold his hands felt as he tried to sneak them under your sweater.

"Jack", you warned, but that only made him pull you in tighter to playfully get a rise out of you. "What? I'm just tryna get warm, its freezing outside." You giggled as he tickled your skin, your skin blushing. "Mhmm, sure."

You liked to act annoyed for his benefit, but you knew that Jack's love language was physical touch, and that meant that he didn't care where the two of you were, his hands were always on you, even in public. It wasn't even sexual, you just brought him comfort and peace whenever you were close. Secretly you loved every moment of it because it made you feel safe and protected, but you would never give him the satisfaction of knowing that.

He quietly watched you work, gently swaying back and forth , as you mixed all of the ingredients, before moving to peel some potatoes for another dish. "You smell amazing, baby." He whispered against your hair. He kissed the spot behind your ear that you knew drove you crazy. "Jack, please." You gently brushed him off, not wanting to embarrass yourself in front of his mom. Maggie just smiled to herself, loving how cute the two of you were together.

"What? I'm not doing anything." You could hear the smile in his voice. "I didn't know loving my girlfriend was a crime." You squealed when he pinched your butt, making him bust out laughing.

The patio door squeaked as Clay peaked his head in. "Jack, can you stop fondling your girlfriend for a second to come help us? Dad's about to start a fire in the backyard." Everyone in the kitchen chuckled, Jack spinning you around to face him in his hold. "I love you." He placed a kiss on your forehead, smiling at you. You tried to pull away, but he wouldn't let you.

"Say it back." He peppered kisses against your jawline, making you laugh, but you wouldn't give in. "No", you shook your head, giving him a taste of his own medicine. "Say it!" Jack edged you on, starting to tickle you again.

"Y/N, please tell my brother you love him. Lives are on the line!" Clay gestured wildly behind you where you could see a burst of flames coming from where Brian stood.

Stop Giving Me Advice out this Friday 😌💛

Cramping My Style

Jack bobbed his head to the music as he listened to a new sample he was considering, Nemo next to him as the two of them worked on Jack's new song in the studio. They were interrupted as Urban peaked his head through the door, his phone extended out in his hand. "Bro, your girlfriend is crying on my phone." Nemo paused the music.

"I'm not crying!", you yelled over the speaker, your sniffles audible.

"Why is she crying?" Jack whispered to Urban, but you heard him loud and clear in the quiet room. "I'm not crying!", you repeated to deaf ears. "Jack's gonna call you back- on his phone." Urban narrowed his eyes at his best friend as he hung up the call.

"Why did she call you instead of me?" Jack wasn't sure what had you so upset, he had left your apartment this morning before you woke up. "Said she couldn't get in touch with you." Urban shrugged as he left the room. Jack pulled his phone out of his back pocket, and let out a groan as he saw he had eight missed calls from you, and a handful of text messages asking you to call him back ASAP.

You and Jack were lying on a blanket in the middle of a green field. The basket with food and snacks were on the other side of the blanket.

Jack was lying on his back with an arm under his head and the other wrapped around your body. Your head rested against his body while your fingers traced figures on his chest.

“I love this” Jack mumbled, the hand he had around you gently rubbing your arm.

You looked up at him and saw he was wearing his sunglasses, you reached out and tried taking them away from his face but failed.

“What are you doing?” He chuckled at your attempt

“Take them off” you grumpily said, giving him puppy eyes

“Why? It’s sunny” he laughed, not understanding why you wanted him to take them off

“I want to see your eyes” you mumbled, giving him a sly look

“You see them everyday, aren’t you tired of them” he laughed “let me wear my glasses now”

“I’ll never get tired of them” you sat up “Your eyes are one of my favorite features” you looked at him seriously.

As soon as you said that he quickly took them off, the both of you giggled.

“Tell me more, what’s your favorite features” he said cheekily

“Your dimple” you poked his visible dimple, “your freckles” you continued and traced your finger where they were and over the nose “and your nose”.

His cheeks got reddish and he was clearly getting flustered.

You moved your fingers to his lips as you moved closer to him, “and your lips” you whispered right before you connected your lips together.

The kiss was soft and passionate, he wrapped his arms around you and brought you down on top of him without breaking the kiss.

You smiled into the kiss and backed away, looking around. “There’s people here” you giggled