ʚଓ when you told jack abbot to visit you bakery, you didn’t think he’d actually come, given that he works at night and is busy all the time you had thought he forgot. and initially you had forgot too. but one morning, as soon as your shop opened, jack was there. ready to try all the new pastries you made. and fortunately— your daughter was there with you guys!
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ʚଓ song recommendation: teenage dream! katy perry
by now it wasn’t a secret. well at least to you. you had fallen for the night shift worker at the hospital right down the street from your tiny bakery, did i mention that this night shift worker is one of you top customer at your tiny bakery?
it was the week after you had brought your daughter into the er at 2 in the morning for a cold that suddenly came upon her. and apparently your tiredness or just your “flirting” had invited jack to your bakery for “ new treats for him to try” as inappropriate as it sounded, jack smiled and took your invitation seriously. writing it down as soon as you left on his notes app that shen had taught him how to use. he was eager to go see your pretty face and learn more about your daughter, so of course a few days before , he worked overtime so he could have the whole day off just to enjoy 10 precent of it with you. sounds weird ? maybe. but its just jack abbot being jack abbot. visiting his crush like a teenager.
you had just walked into the shop, 8:26 in the morning, the sun beams through your tiny bakery with you daughters small hand in yours. her daycare just had to be closed for some odd reason on this specific day so you had to bring her to work with you. it wasn’t-bad, but every once in awhile a rude customer comes in and you don’t want her seeing that. you were tired, no makeup on your face just your bare face with your hair tied up into a semi messy ponytail.
“okay. you sit here all day okay— when im on break we can go to the park down the block yeah ?” you say, squatting down to be face to face with her on the chair.
“okay mommy !” she giggles turning around to her coloring book.
it was all going simple, the way it always does. wash your hands, kneed the dough, throw it in the oven, whip up some cake batter— all the typicals. when you had your back turned, you heard the bell on top of your door ring with a sweet little tune.
“hii welcome to my bake-“ you stop completely in your tracks when you see jack abbot standing in your door, leather jacket and black shirt on underneath. holy shit was he hot. even at 9 in the morning.
“hii sir ! were you the one who saved me last week ?” you daughter asks, running up to him, her doe eyes staring up at him eager for an answer.
“hi kiddo, yeah i am. you feeling better yeah ?” he bends down, giving your daughter a ruffle in her hair.
“wayyy better doctor! my mommy cant stop talking about you i swear !” she admits, giggling at his playful touch.
“oh is that so ?” he asks, looking up at you. who is currently red in the face— also embarrassed at the fact that he showed up 3 hours after his shift ended or so you thought just to see your bare face. god if you would have remembered what you said, you would look at least 10 times better than what you do now.
“mhm! very so doctor!” she giggles turning around to go sit back down at the table as jack walks up to the counter.
“talking about me now?” he chuckles at what your daughter told him.
“oh god please don’t listen to her its not like that.” you say still putting you face in your hands like a stupid teenager.
“ha its all good. do you still have those pastries for me to try? i’ve actually been craving literally everything your have in this shop.”
“ohh yeah! i totally forgot!” you say, looking up at him finally, him seeing your bare face.
“go grab em! ill be waiting to pay out here sweets.” he says
the nickname makes you blush but you shake it off and head to the back. jack makes his way to go sit with your daughter who is currently on her 15th coloring page in the hour you two have been at the shop.
“hi again doctor!” she says, eyes not coming off her coloring page.
“you know sir, my mommy likes you a lot. she says your very handsome and very nice!”
“oh really ? im surprised.” blush creeping up against his face.
“yeah ! do you like my mommy?” she had, mouth open staring at him.
“i uh — i do, kid. shes amazing.” he says chuckling as if he was just a bit embarrassed but flustered at the same time.
“yay ! so you. an be my new dadd-“ she squeals, her joy short circuiting after you run over to her and cover her mouth before she can finish she nonsense about jack being her new dad.
“you cant say stuff like that baby. cant just ask people to be your dad, we went over this !” you say, squatting down at her.
“im sorrryy mommy! but doctor likes you and you like doctor — and mommy i like doctor man! hes fun ! so why cant he be my new daddy ?!” she yells , crossing her arms over her small chest.
at this moment, jack and looked away as soon as you looked at him. he was flustered. no way your daughter just literally set you and the older man that you have been crushing on, acting like a fucking teenager whenever you see his face —whenever his eyes meet yours when he’s placing his order after his shift at night in those black scrubs, whenever hes there in those small moments.
“i uh— the pastries ..?” he says, smile creeping up on his face as he looks up at you, standing above him all pretty in your apron and your tray of heart shaped pastries in hand.
“oh! oh yes! uhm — come to this table.” you say leading him to the table behind your daughter, placing the pastries down in the middle of you two both faces red and lord knows what. you back is towards the big window of your shop and he’s directly in front of you.
you had made these new raspberry mini pies alongside with some new cookies, but of course when jack hear the words raspberries come out your mouth, he was immediately excited, as raspberries being his favorite. he grabbed one of the mini pies off the tray that was separating the two of you and ate it with this glimmer in his eyes.
“mm - holy shit thats so good” he says , looking up at you.
“i thought you would like it, not sure why though, i’m glad you like it though. jack.” you smile, rubbing the back of your neck
“i uh — how do i put this.” he starts, putting the pastry down “i think your cute. like very, in a an alarming way. for someone as old as me but i like you. do you uh maybe wanna get dinner sometime.?” his husky voice letting out a confession to you. hos gaze g you , waiting on your response is almost intoxicating. you cant help but tell him.
“your not to old jack— and i like you too. a lot. and also yes, i would love to get dinner with you.” you reply to his confess with yours. voice low and shy. your just glad the hard part is over. confessing first, because he took that part for you. you two stare at each other with this awkward but comfortable gaze. your completely in bliss just staring at him. the way his freckles light up his face, the was his silver hair falls on his face. your practically obsessed with this man.
“well uh— the pastries aren’t gonna eat themselves!” you say grabbing a pastry “say ahh!” you added, grabbing his jaw from across the table and feeding him the pastry and hes so fucking down bad he just takes it omg.
“hey i heard all of this! this mean hes my new daddy! right mommy!?” your daughter asks, leaping out her seat, standing tiny in front of the table and the two of you
“baby we talked about this!” you giggle trying to stop her issue of calling all the men and boyfriends you go on dates with her new dad.
“shh kiddo, i think your wish might come true.” he chuckles, leaning down to whisper in her ear.
god you feel like a teenager right now. and honestly? it feels fucking amazing.
