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Your eyes met Frank’s blue ones as he appeared beside you in the locker room, you shot him a friendly smile, “Hey, welcome back.” you told him, putting your clothes in your locker, earning a subtle but awkward smile from him.

“Thanks.” he replied, quietly groaning a little as he crouched down to reach his new locker.

You frowned at this, feeling not surprised if this was Robby’s doing as a way of punishing Frank for what he did. And while it was of course horrible of Frank to steal from the hospital, at least he addressed his problem meanwhile Robby refuses to accept that he needs help.

You wrapped your stethoscope around your neck and rested your hands on either side of it, “Wanna work on the leg lac case in South fifteen together?” you asked, knowing he could probably use some kindness and a friend right now considering how pissed Robby and Santos have been with him even while he was in rehab.

Frank looked at you with a shocked look in his eyes, like he was expecting you to give him the cold shoulder or hate him as much as Santos and Robby seemed to. Not be kind to him. He rapidly blinked up at you, “Uh, sure. I’ll be out in a few minutes.” he answered, bringing your attention back to the fact that he wasn’t in his scrubs yet.

You nodded, “Cool.” you replied, ignoring the way you felt Jack’s eyes on you as you walked away from Frank. 

You briefly looked at Jack again from the Hub, able to tell that the look in his eyes was jealousy now that you were closer. He didn’t mean to get so jealous so easily, it was just that he’d switched to the day shift so that you could spend more time together and after seeing your interaction with Frank, his insecurities got the best of him.

He knew Frank was married but still, he wondered if you regretted being with a man much older than you when you could have someone closer in age to you, Frank. 

Jack discretely shook his head, willing these thoughts to go away. No, you were just being nice to him like you always were with people who you knew were going through a hard time. Nevertheless, his jealousy annoyingly lingered within his mind.

Attempting to ignore these feelings, he appeared beside you, his neck craning to look up at the board of cases, “Alright, which one do you wanna do together, sweetheart?” he asked, now looking directly into your eyes.

A guilty feeling filled yours, “Oh, I already asked Langdon if he wanted to do the leg lac with me. Sorry, Jackie.” you replied, always feeling horrible when someone asked you to do a case with them and you’d already agreed to help someone else out.

He waved this off, a disappointed look replacing the anger in his eyes, “It’s fine. Don’t worry about it, baby.” he said with a kiss to the top of your head, leaving you to do something else.

As he left you, Frank appeared beside you with his hands in his pockets. “Hey, you ready?” he asked, interrupting your thoughts.

You blinked a few times and nodded, “Yeah, lead the way.” you said, internally hoping Jack wasn’t angry with you or jealous. He should know by now that you only had eyes for him.

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Jack had been silent the whole car ride home, barely looked at you for the rest of your shift and hadn’t talked to you since you told him you were taking that case with Frank. 

When you finally got back to your shared apartment, you sat on the couch and softly patted the spot beside you, “Sit. We need to talk.” you gently requested, tired of feeling so guilty and worried about your conversation with Jack this morning and how he’d been acting.

Jack sat beside you, taking his prosthetic off with a quiet sigh and leaving it sitting next to the coffee table. “What’s going on? You’ve been acting really off today. I’m worried about you.” you said, instantly breaking his heart for ever feeling jealous of Frank.

You were his and always would be, his spiraling had just stopped him from remembering that.

He softly sighed and looked down at his lap, his eyes refusing to meet yours, “It’s nothing, baby. Just a bad day. Let’s go shower.” he responded, something you immediately knew to be a lie. He just didn’t want to talk about what had been going through his head.

You frowned and slowly took his hand in yours, “No, not until we talk though this. I don’t want you to be mad at me for the rest of the night,” you said, pausing for a minute as you quickly racked your brain of anything that happened that could’ve deserved this anger. You spoke again seconds after your realization, “Were you jealous of Frank?”

He raked a hand through his hair and sat up straighter, a storm brewing in his mind, “I wasn’t jealous. I already told you, (y/n), I just had a bad day, alright? Let it go.” he answered, making your eyes widen. He rarely ever called you by your first name except for when you were talking about something serious like you were tonight. But you still weren’t going to give up.

You gave his hand a gentle squeeze, “It’s okay to be jealous, Jack. I mean, I get jealous too sometimes. But I promise you, Frank is just a friend. I just wanted to be nice to him considering the hard time Santos and Robby gave him before he left and while he was gone.” you explained, causing Jack to snatch his hand out of yours.

His eyebrows furrowed and that angry look returned to his eyes, "For the last time, I'm not jealous! I wanna be the only one who looks into your eyes and holds your hand and hears your laugh. Is that too much to ask for?" he told you, accidentally snapping at you, showing you just how much his jealousy and you and Frank’s friendship had been bothering him all day.

Your eyes widened once more and tears slowly filled them. The whole time you and Jack had been together he had never once raised his voice at you, until now. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to keep pressing you about it. I just hate when you’re mad at me.” you told him, now refusing to meet his gaze, and his anger dissolved immediately, more guilt replacing it.

He frowned and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer, “I’m so sorry, baby. I shouldn’t have snapped at you or gotten that jealous. I just can’t help but worry sometimes that you regret being with me and not being with someone closer in age to you. Like Frank. You have nothing to apologize for.” he explained, letting you get a glimpse into the storm in his mind.

You nodded against him, “I forgive you. And I promise that I’m yours, you’re all I could ever want in a lover and a friend. I love you because you treat me right, make me feel seen, support me and are the kindest, most loving, supportive and patient man I’ve ever met.” you assured him and his shoulders almost instantly relaxed.

Your sweet words brought tears to his eyes, “I’m so sorry, baby.” he repeated, feeling horrible about what he’d done to you today. “Let me make it up to you. How about we take a bath together and order some takeout?”

You nodded once more and slowly pulled away, “Okay.” you whispered and he wiped your tears away, your own hand coming up to wipe his away. You quickly got up and retrieved his crutches from where he’d left them by the front door, flashing him that smile he’d missed so much when you handed them to him.

Once inside the bathroom, Jack leaned his crutches up against the counter and sat down on the edge of the tub, leaning over to turn the water on to the hot temperature he knew you loved although it made him feel like he was being boiled whenever you bathed together.

You pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, the first one you’d given him since before you left for work. He melted into it, cupping your face in his hands and deepening it for just a moment before he pulled away, teasing you a little.

His eyes never left your body as you shed your scrubs, undershirt and underwear, leaving them on the floor to be dealt with later. “I can feel you staring.” you commented, a knowing smirk rolling out across your lips.

He opened his legs, prompting you to stand between them, and placed his large hands on your waist. He looked up at you, his pupils having doubled in size, “How could I not? You look so fuckin’ sexy, baby.” he said, talking through lightly gritted teeth, briefly tightening his grasp on you.

You nervously smiled at this, even after all this time he still knew exactly how to make you all flustered. “Get undressed, handsome and if you’re good, maybe I’ll let you fuck me.” you replied with a pointed look, already knowing what was on his mind.

“Okay.” he eagerly said, his hazel eyes lighting up, taking off his clothes as quickly as he possibly could.

Jack got in first, scooting back to give you some room to sit in front of him, and once you got settled, he wrapped his arms around you, wordlessly encouraging you to rest your head on his broad chest. One of his hands shamelessly came up to hold one of your tits, his fingers rolling your nipple in between them, eliciting a quiet moan from you.

He leaned down a little, his mouth right next to your ear, “Please, baby, let me fuck you. I’ll make you feel so good. I need to feel your pretty pussy wrapped around me.” he begged, his hardened cock now twitching against your lower back.

You looked back at him and nodded, “Please. I’m all yours.” you replied, not having any strength left to make him work for it.

Jack wrapped both of his hands around your hips, pulling you onto his lap and carelessly spilling a bit of water onto the floor. You lifted yourself up a little, allowing him to line his cock up with your pussy, and sank down onto him, earning a low groan from him. His hands drifted from your hips to your ass, holding both cheeks in his hands, making it easier for him to fuck up into you. His thrusts began as soon as he was buried to the hilt inside of you, his quick, merciless pace sending more water out and onto the floor.

But neither of you cared, you were too wrapped up in the feeling of one another. It all felt so good.

Jack slowed his pace down a little after a while, letting you ride him, and slotted his hand in your hair, bringing your neck to his mouth. He roughly bit and kissed the column of flesh, making you moan a lot louder than you meant to. “Let me hear you, baby. Show me how good I make you feel.” he murmured, his voice making goosebumps appear on your arms despite the hot water.

His other hand left your hip, drifting from your tits to your clit where he swiftly rubbed it, causing you to arch your back. It was almost too much, being pleasured like this all at once. You looked at him over your shoulder, your eyebrows furrowed, “Please, Jack, it’s too much.” you whined.

He grinned at this, “You need to cum, sweetheart? Can’t hold it anymore?” he teased and you rapidly nodded. He nipped your neck once more, “Cum for me. I wanna feel you squeeze my cock until I’m screamin’ your name.”

Obeying his command, you completely let go, your pussy squeezing him in a way that had his hands shooting up to tightly grasp your hips again while you moaned and babbled about how good he was making you feel. Jack uncontrollably bucked his hips up to meet yours and gritted his teeth, "Goddamn, you feel so fuckin’ good, baby. I love this fucking pussy.” he muttered, fucking you through your orgasm as his own washed over him and he spilled his seed into you.

You heard him chuckle from behind you while you came down from your high, “I think we flooded the bathroom.” he said, causing a shocked look to appear on your face once your eyes landed on all of the water that had escaped the tub.

Your eyes remained widened, “Next time, you’re fucking me in the shower.” you replied.

He nodded and pressed a kiss to the side of your head, “Yes, ma’am.” he said, still smiling a little.

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Jack’s fingers slowly came up to rest just below the waistband of your panties and he remained behind you, holding you in his arms, his lips pressing kiss after kiss to your neck that slowly woke you up. You looked at him over your shoulder a little, “Hmm? What’s going on?” you sleepily mumbled, still waking up from the nap you and Jack had taken together this afternoon on his day off.

He pressed a light kiss to your cheek, shamelessly rubbing his boner against your ass, making you softly gasp. “I need you so bad, baby. Let me fuck you, please.” he begged, his breathing heavy and his eyebrows tightly furrowed while his hands gripped your waist.

You nodded, “Yeah, go ahead, Jackie.” you told him, now fully awake and extremely horny, grinding your ass into his cock. When you first started dating him, you secretly worried that he wouldn't be able to keep up with your libido considering your age difference but you soon found out that he was just as insatiable as you were, if not more.

Not wasting any time, he quickly pulled down the pair of his boxers you’d fallen asleep in, threw them aside and slipped his fingers into your already weeping hole. “Love how wet you get for me.” he muttered, nipping at your neck.

“Please, Jack,” you said, hating when he teased you like this. You grinded your ass against him again, grinning at the way his cock twitched against you. “Stop holding back.”

He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer, his free hand lining his painfully hard cock up with your entrance, “Don’t have to tell me twice, sweetheart.” he murmured, causing goosebumps to litter your skin, and slid into you with a low, loud groan.

He gripped your hips in one hand while the other drifted up to one of your tits, rolling your nipple in between his fingers. His pace was slow, much slower than the quick, brutal pace you were used to. And as if he had somehow read your mind, he addressed this difference, “I wanna take my time, just let yourself feel it.” he told you and you nodded, turning your head as much as you could to face him, your lips meeting his in one of the most passionate kisses he’d ever given you.

Your ass softly slapped his wide thighs, “Feels so good, go faster please. I can’t take it, Jack.” you pleaded, your eyebrows furrowed in unbridled agony.

Obeying your request, Jack wrapped one arm around your neck and the other around your waist, fucking into you at that rapid, ruthless pace you adored. He briefly pressed his forehead to the back of your head, “Fuck, she’s suckin’ me in. You feel so fuckin’ good, baby. I could fuck this pretty pussy all day.” he muttered through gritted teeth right into your ear, his words bringing you closer and closer to the edge. 

You loved it when he talked to you like this, you never wanted it to end.

He suddenly spoke once more, interrupting your thoughts the second he felt your pussy fluttering around him, “You close? You gonna cum on my cock?” he said, roughly kissing your neck, and you weakly nodded. “Cum for me, baby. Let me feel how good I make you feel.”

Obeying his request, you let yourself fall apart on his cock, your vision briefly going black while you moaned, “Feels so good, Jackie.” you babbled, completely lost in your orgasm, accidentally sinking your teeth into his bicep.

He groaned at this, “Shit, she’s squeezing me so tight.” he muttered, barely able to speak before his own orgasm soon washed over him, and spilled his seed inside you.

The two of you continued to lay there, his cock still inside you, for almost twenty minutes, slowly coming down from both of your highs. Jack then slowly pulled himself out of you, “I know, I know, baby.” he cooed when you sharply gasped at the feeling, leaving you with a kiss to the top of your head before he sat up, slipping his arms into his crutches to get a wet cloth from his bathroom.

When he returned, he rolled you onto your back and gently wiped you in between your legs, earning another gasp from you as he tossed the rag into his laundry bin. He leaned over you, gently kissing you and cupping your face in his hand, “I’m gonna go shower, wanna join me?” he asked, a look of pure love for you in his eyes. He was truly down bad.

You softly smiled up at him and shook your head, “No, I’m okay. I'm gonna lay here for a little longer.” you answer and he nodded, mirroring the smile on your lips, leaving you to rest. You rolled over, grabbing your phone from where you’d left it on the bedside table next to it, planning to scroll through Tiktok until Jack was done.

When suddenly, you heard the sound of someone unlocking the front door to his apartment. Your eyes widened at this, ”Fuck.” you whispered to yourself. 

It was Michael, it had to be. After all, he was the only other person with keys to Jack’s apartment. You’d been hiding your relationship from him the whole eight months you had been together so far, knowing he wouldn’t approve. But there was no going back now. Your body froze up in fear, not allowing you to quickly get up and put Jack’s boxers back on and hide. So you just stayed put.

He quietly closed the door behind him, “Hey, you home? I think I left my backpack here the other day!” he called out, his eyes landing on you in Jack’s bed as he finished speaking. He easily crossed the space in less than ten strides, now standing in the doorway, making you want to crawl out of your skin. “What the fuck? What’re you doing here, (y/n)?”, a look of anger filling his eyes.

A scared look filled yours, “Surprise?” you said with a shrug, not knowing what else you could possibly say right now.

He shot you a disappointed look and stormed over to the bathroom connected to Jack’s bedroom, “Abbot! Out now!” he yelled, turning away for a minute while his best friend scrambled to put on the robe he kept hung up next to his shower. Once he was decent, Michael turned back around and balled his hands into fists for a moment before releasing them, “When the fuck were you going to tell me you were fucking my sister? My sister who’s twenty years younger than you might I add.”

A panicked look appeared on Jack’s face and he sighed, trying to collect himself, his wet curls dripping onto his shoulders, “Listen, I never meant you to find out that we’re dating like this but you gotta accept that she’s an adult, man. You can’t boss her around anymore. She can make her own decisions.” he replied, referencing the time you’d told him about how Michael was so overprotective of you when you were a kid that it often came off as controlling.

He ran a hand over his tired face, “It’s not that I don’t trust you, brother. You’re just too old for her.” he quietly said, subtly shaking his head with disapproval.

Leaving the bathroom before Jack had the chance to say anything else, Michael practically stomped back over to you, looking as if steam was about to shoot out of his ears. “Get dressed, now. I’m taking you home.” he sternly commanded and you shook a little, startled by how angry he was. You hadn’t seen him like this in years.

You angrily furrowed your eyebrows at this, ignoring your fear, “No! I’m not some little girl anymore, Michael! You can’t tell me what to do!” you fired back, eliciting a worried look from Jack.

He picked your clothes up off of the floor and threw them at you, “I’m not going to repeat myself.” he said.

You nodded, “Okay.” you replied, tears filling your eyes as you became as obedient as you once were as a child, and he left the room.

Jack frowned at you, watching you put your clothes back on. He hated seeing what this was doing to you. He placed his hand on your bicep as you started to walk toward the closed door, stopping you, “Hey, you don’t have to listen to him. You’re a grown woman.” he said, tears pricking at his eyes.

You took a shaky breath in and out, refusing to meet his gaze, your shoulders stiff, “I know, it’s just that…he’s the only family I have left and I don’t wanna lose him. Let’s talk about this another time.” you told him and he nodded in understanding, hesitantly letting you go without properly saying goodbye.

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A day later

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You were sitting on your couch hopelessly trying to distract yourself from your feelings with one of the books you owned, your eyes reading the same paragraph again and again, when someone knocked on your front door. You set the book aside and wiped your remaining tears away, it felt like all you had done today was cry. 

“Just a second!” you called out, your voice sounding more shaky then you meant it to.

You opened it to reveal Michael standing behind it, clearly having come straight here after his shift today. You frowned at him and defensively crossed your arms over your chest, “What do you want, Michael? Are you here to yell at me again or something?” you asked, begrudgingly moving to the side to allow him to enter your home and closing the door behind him.

He remained quiet, walked over to your couch and took a seat, wordlessly encouraging to sit next to him, “I’m just trying to understand you and Jack’s relationship. I don’t get what you could possibly see in a man that much older than you.” he sighed, frustrating you a little.

Your shoulders relaxed a little, glad that he was calmly speaking to you instead of yelling again, “I know we have a big age gap but I love him because of how he treats me. He’s one of the kindest, loving and gentlest men I’ve ever met and he makes me feel seen. With Jack by my side, I’ve been a lot happier than I have in a very long time. And I know you don’t approve but please, at least try to get used to us being together. I don’t wanna lose you, Mikey. I need you in my life.” you explained.

He nodded, raking a hand through his thinning hair, “Okay, I’ll try. I’m just going to need some time,” he agreed and you softly smiled at him, feeling extremely relieved. He wrapped his long arms around you and pressed a light kiss to the side of your head, “But if he ever fucks up, just let me know and I’ll go beat him up for you, okay?”

You laughed at this, “Okay.” you replied, getting his own tense shoulders to finally relax.

After Michael left, you retrieved your phone from where you left it on your coffee table and sent Jack a quick text telling him to call you as soon as he had a moment. Within a few minutes, your phone rang and his contact appeared on the screen, making you chuckle at how quickly he’d called you. You picked up on the third ring, “Hey, baby, what’d Robby say? He told me he was gonna talk to you after work.” he greeted, a hopeful tone to his voice.

You grinned at how rapidly he’d spoken, “He’s not completely on board with us yet but he said he’ll try.” you said, barely able to get through what you wanted to say without a giddy giggle or two leaving your lips.

A relieved laugh left Jack’s own lips, “Yes!” he said, the sound of his badge jingling in the background as if he had just fist pumped the air. “I’m coming over right after work and taking you out for breakfast.”

You smiled at how happy and excited this news had made him, he no longer had to hide you and your relationship. “Okay, Jackie, I’ll see you then. I love you, handsome.” you replied.

“I love you too, baby. Goodnight, sweet dreams.” he said before he hung up and you excitedly kicked your feet, your heart bursting with happiness knowing that you weren’t going to lose Jack or your brother.

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