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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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