#jakexreader

synopsis : how i imagine subby jaeyunnie..

cw : SMUT MDNI, sex, mentions of cum, mean dom y/n, bondage, spitting in mouth, oral (f), bigdick!jake, crying, handjob

wc : 280

a/n: my first post, i rlly hope u guys like it! pls support me by reblogging/giving me any feedback you'd like!

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇，❝ a dog walk leads to something more. ❞

1 096────jake ⋆ f!reader ✶ drabble , fluff , yns dog is a menace . stvrrs notes.ᐟ helloooooooo!!!!!!!!!!! cant believe i havent written anything 4 jake yet...... i missed writing sm omg i hope u guys enjoy this! i want to try post every week but school is now a lot more difficult so im sorry guys pls wait for me <33 pls consider checking out my library if u enjoyed this!! REBLOGS+LIKES+COMMENTS APPRECIATED!!!!

ʜᴏᴍᴇ , ʟɪʙʀᴀʀʏ .

YN

          𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗨𝗠𝗡 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗗 was chill, swirling leaves around my feet and making me shiver. i tugged at my scarf, pulling it higher up my face, cursing nature.

at least someone was enjoying himself.

brownie dragged me forwards, tail wagging rapidly, as if we hadn’t been down this path many times before. it took nearly all of my strength to not fall over. maybe it’s time he should be trained.

“brownie!”

his ears pricked up, and he stopped for a moment, turning to face me. he had that same stupidly-adorable look on his face that made me fall in love with him before—i couldn’t help but smile.

crouching down, he came closer, pressing his face close to mine. “calm down, this trail isn’t going anywhere.” i teased, petting him. his tail only wagged harder, clearly having no clue about anything i was saying.

the wind was stronger now, nipping at my skin. no doubt my cheeks and nose were pink. i huffed, pretending to glare at brownie. “this is your fault y’know. you couldn’t have waited a little longer for a walk?”

brownie wasn’t paying attention.

neither was i, because the next thing i know, brownie’s pulling me as fast as his legs can take him, after a leaf.

“brownie! stop it—stop running!” i exclaimed, barely being able to keep up with him. for a small dog, he could run.

brownie didn’t hear me, or didn’t care to listen, and just kept running after the leaf, like it was his life mission.

just as i thought things couldn’t get any worse—they did.

the leaf, somehow, managed to do a u-turn, around a stranger, causing brownie to also do a u-turn around a stranger, and then another turn, tangling me and the unknown person together. 

i gasped, unsure of what to say. on the other hand, brownie had stopped chasing the leaf, and now sat, staring up at me with a confused expression. like he wasn’t the one who had gotten me into this situation.

before i could apologise profusely and bury myself in a pile of leaves out of embarrassment, the stranger began to laugh.

it was a pleasant sound, and i couldn’t help but smile.

okay, maybe it was a little funny.

“i’m so so sorry, my dog, brownie—he just-”

“tried to make a new friend? seems like he succeeded.” the stranger teased, “don’t worry about it, i’m sure he didn’t do it on purpose.”

“i wouldn’t be too sure of that.” i laughed.

the moment of shared laughter soon passed and we were silent. that was before i realised we were still tangled and trapped together.

“we should—probably, untangle ourselves-?”

“oh yeah, good idea.”

i shifted slightly, looking down at the mess of leash and scarf and—was that his arm? how did brownie even manage this?

“okay.. uh, if you move your arm—no, not that one—” i started, attempting to manoeuvre the leash around his head.

i am never taking brownie on a walk again.

he chuckled. “this one?”

the sound made my cheeks warm. “y-yeah. and i’ll just—” i tried to step back, only to have the leash tighten and pull me closer instead. our hands brushed, and i froze.

the stranger also seemed stunned for a moment, before he grinned.

“wow,” he laughed again, “your dog’s good at this. professional matchmaker?”

i rolled my eyes, though i couldn’t stop the smile tugging at my lips, “he’s a menace, actually.”

still, we kept fumbling, our hands brushing every time we tried to pull the leash free, until finally, with one last tug, the loop slipped loose.

i stumbled back a step, free at last, though a little disappointed at the sudden space between us.

i quickly pulled the leash tight, glaring down at brownie, who couldn’t be happier.

he grinned, looking up at me, then the stranger, then me again.

what was he planning this time?

before i could scold brownie again, the stranger shoved his hands into his pockets, that same easy grin still on his face.

“so.. do you usually let him drag strangers into your life, or am i just lucky?”

i blinked, caught off guard. “uh—definitely not. you’re his first victim.”

he laughed, warm and genuine, and extended a hand. “i’m jake, sim jaeyun, but everyone calls me jake.”

my eyes flicked to his hand, then back up to his smile. hesitating for a beat, i shook it, heart skipping for a reason i refused to admit.

“yn.”

“yn,” he repeated softly, as if testing it out, “well, yn.. it’s nice to meet you—even if your dog had to trap me first.”

brownie barked once, almost like he agreed.

“you hush.” i said, but there was no venom behind my words, “i’m really sorry again—i need to start training him, but it’s just so much work.”

“tell me about it.” jake agreed.

“you—have a dog too?”

he grinned, nodding, “yeah, her names layla, she’s at home though, i was actually going back home to go get her.”

“i see.” i smiled.

silence.

i looked down at the ground, littered with red, and orange leaves.

what do i say? he’s perfect—how do i even keep him interested in me?

“if you want,” jake began. i looked up. he wasn’t looking at me this time—instead, he was looking off into the distance, hand rubbing the back of his neck.

“i could help you train brownie?”

my heart fluttered at his words, and my eyes widened for a moment. he wants to help?

“really? that would be—so much help! thank you so much!” i agreed, smile practically glowing, “how can i repay you?”

jake quickly shook his head. “letting me spend time with you is enough.”

my heart jumped again, god i’m such a loser.

i opened my mouth, ready to argue, but brownie tugged at the leash again, this time in the direction jake had been walking earlier.

jake laughed. “guess he knows the way.”

i raised a brow, confused. “the way to where?” i asked, tugging gently on brownie’s leash, but he wouldn’t budge.

“my place,” jake admitted, sheepish grin tugging at his lips. “i told you—layla’s waiting.”

i blinked, then laughed. “wow, brownie works fast. first tangling us together, now making sure i follow you home?”

“told you he was a professional matchmaker,” jake teased, bumping my shoulder lightly as we fell into step beside each other.

the cold wind nipped at my cheeks, but somehow, i didn’t feel as cold anymore.

brownie barked once, happily leading the way, as if he already knew this was the start of something.

𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗆 𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 ;; @douqhnxtss @cielinas @mrsjjongstby @cutehoons02 @page-yerin

ㅤㅤㅤ© stvrrlau ♡ 2025

(The Moon Boys X Female Venom!Reader)

What happens when your little Symbiote companion meets your boyfriend?

You're Eddie's sister in this and you're also dating Moonknight. Enjoy!

Warnings: Mentions of smut but it's not that bad.

Chess was an easy game to play, if you knew how to play it. Y/n had been going head to head with Steven, but both sides kept cheating.

Either Marc and Jake would help Steven pick his next move or Venom, who was surprisingly good at chess would control Y/n's body and pick her move for her without even letting her think about it.

"Okay, stop cheating" Y/n laughed at Steven, who kept glancing over at the mirror every few minutes, most likely to look at Marc and Jake for help.

Steven quickly turned away from the mirror. "I'm not... they're just..um arguing and it's making me lose my train of thought" He lied.

Y/n gave him a look as he glanced at the mirror again, trying to not make it obvious. Meanwhile Marc and Jake gave Steven an offended look.

"We only have disagreements when it comes to who gets to kick your ass first" Jake narrowed his eyes.

"We're just trying to help. You asked us to" Marc said, annoyed.

Steven looked at Y/n, who was smirking while looking down at the chess board. He saw a subtle hint of her nodding at something, her grin spreading wider.

"Tell him if he loses he has to buy us chocolate" Venom said.

"Let's make this more interesting..." Y/n started, gaining all the men's attention. There was a mischievous glint in her eyes when she spoke. "You win, I buy you whatever you want. I win, you have to buy me my chocolates. How does that sound, Steven?"

"Sounds like a deal. Though, I'll let you know now that you're not gonna win" Steven chuckled. "You have no queen" He said smugly.

"Well maybe I don't need a queen..." Y/n moved her knight, taking out Steven's queen while also putting him in check.

"Checkmate. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide" Y/n laughed at his shocked face.

Steven looked at the mirror pointedly. "You said that move would win the game!"

"Well I didn't know her move existed!" Marc argued back.

Y/n continued to laugh. "I flippin' won! Woohoo! Loser!" She jokingly pointed at Steven, then at the mirror. "Double Losers! I get chocolate now, yes!"

"Yes! I love chocolate!" Venom celebrated with her.

"We did it!" Y/n smiled.

"Wait a second...'we'?" Steven shot out of his chair.

"Have you been cheating too?" He asked.

Y/n paused, realising her mistake. She still hadn't told the boys about the little alien living inside her. In all honesty, she was scared of how they would react. She was hoping to keep it a secret but Venom was sick of hiding.

"Suprise!" He yelled, his head bobbing out of Y/n's shoulder. Y/n's eyes went wide, not knowing he was now out in the open.

Steven proceeded to scream. "Ahhh! Y/n! There's a bloody second head attached to you! What the hell!?"

Next thing he knew, he was on the other side of the mirror and Jake had taken over.

His dark suit had formed over his clothes, leaving only his head uncovered. "What is that thing?" He asked defensively. Y/n had turned her other shoulder to face Jake, as a way of shielding Venom from him.

"Thing!? I am not a thing! I am a being! I have feelings!" Venom growled and moved to her other shoulder to get closer to Jake but Y/n quickly backed up so that Venom wouldn't bite Jake's head off.

"He didn't mean it. He's just confused" Y/n defended Jake's poor choice of words. "Jake, put the suit away. He won't hurt you" She said calmly.

Jake glanced at her then back at Venom.

"Take off the outfit" Venom sneered.

Jake glared at him before the suit slowly disappeared and Jake was left in his normal clothes that Steven had picked out for the day.

"So when did this happen?" Jake asked Y/n, now choosing to ignore the creature on her shoulder.

Y/n glanced at Venom then at the chess pieces. "A few years ago. I broke into a lab with my brother in order to take down this shitty company who were illegally testing on vulnerable people. They brought Aliens called 'Symbiotes' back to Earth. They need hosts to survive and humans are the highest being on the food chain so who better to live in than the person who's trying to escape the same burning building as you. Venom attached to me and luckily I was a perfect match for a host, otherwise, he probably would've stayed inside my body until I died"

"Sounds like this whole thing was forced onto you" Jake muttered.

"You're just jealous that I was inside her way before you" Venom grinned.

"Oi!" Y/n interjected, looking at Venom who was sniggering.

Jake rolled his eyes. "At least what she did with me was consensual. She didn't exactly have a choice with you"

"That's because without her I would have died. It was a life or death scenario. I need Y/n to live. I don't need you though. But...since Y/n clearly does, judging by all the weird little pictures floating around in her head, I owe her, so you and your other two buddies over there can stay"

"You can see them?" Y/n asked, not knowing if he could or not.

"Of course I can see them. They're in plain sight" Venom answered, looking directly over at Steven and Marc.

The two men were a little creeped out, Steven taking a slight step back as he counted how many teeth Venom had, wondering how many people he had killed or worse, how many he had eaten...

"Yes, be scared" Venom laughed at Steven who's scared face turned into a look of annoyance.

"Can you go back to being unknown, please?" Steven said.

That shut Venom up. If he could make an offended face, he would.

Y/n patted Venom's cheek reassuringly. "Jeez, I look after way too many boys, don't I?" She chuckled. "Marc, Steven, Jake, Venom, Khonshu. Who's bloody next?" She rhetorically asked.

"No one" All of them answered, making her pause and sense the large amount of jealousy in the room.

"I mean...Please don't get another one" Steven added.

Y/n laughed. "Venom and Khonshu aren't dating me. And with you three, basically it's just one...body?" She didn't know how to word it.

"Let's all just stop talking about this" Marc said before looking at Jake. "We're good"

Jake nodded before Marc took control. Marc stood there for a second in silence before moving past Y/n towards the door. "I'll get you those chocolates"

"Wait a second, Marc" Y/n followed him and resting a hand on his shoulder.

"Ugh, I don't want to see this..." Venom went back inside while Y/n smiled at Marc.

"I'm sorry you all had to find out this way...I should've told you sooner" Y/n apologised.

Marc looked over at the mirror before giving Y/n a kiss on her cheek. "It's alright. At least now we're even, in some way. You got a parasite and I got two men living inside my head"

"Excuse me!? Parasite!?" Venom came back out and glared at Marc who glared back.

While Y/n shook her head at him, silently telling him to not go there, Marc added. "Yes...Parasite"

Venom knew he couldn't do any harm to the man but in that moment, if it had been anyone else, he would have ripped them apart. But since it was Y/n's boyfriend, he couldn't go near him.

"Just go and get the chocolate, you lunatic" Venom growled before going back inside.

Marc smirked at Y/n who rolled her eyes. "Is this the new kind of bickering I'm gonna have to put up with?" She asked, a smile on her face.

"You guessed it" Marc chuckled before saying goodbye and going out to get chocolate.

"How much do you want to bet he's only getting one bar of chocolate for the two of us?" Venom asked.

"That won't be a problem because you're not getting any" Y/n replied.

"WHAT?" Venom yelled in shock.

"You heard me" She said.

"WHYY??" He whined like a child.

"They weren't supposed to find out like that. I had a whole scene set up in my head and now that's in the bin because you just randomly decide to burst out and scare the boys!" Y/n said, mad at the Symbiote.

"Well, it's not my fault you took so long thinking up that scene instead of just doing it!" Venom argued back.

Y/n sighed. Venom was gonna be the death of her. "Fine...you get three squares and that's it" She decided.

"Three is enough. I want it for dessert when we go out and eat people because you don't want to fill me up with chocolate. That's fine with me, I've been craving human flesh for a while now. And your liver is starting to look delicious" Venom tried to scare her into giving him more chocolates.

She rolled her eyes. "Eat my liver and you'll be living in a glass jar for the rest of your alien life" She shot back.

Venom paused and gave her a look of defeat. "I just want more chocolates. Pleassseee" Venom went back to whining.

"Fine, four squares and that's it! We're having steak tonight anyway" Y/n said, shutting up the alien.

"Ooh, I like steak. Steak sounds delicious. It's like your liver...but better" Venom drooled.

Y/n smiled. "I knew you'd like it. I told Marc to get an extra one so we'll be full tonight. No need to go out eating criminals"

"Can we go for a run though? I feel so full of energy" Venom suggested.

"Yes, we can. Let me get changed and then we'll go" She said, heading for the bedroom area in Marc's apartment.

Please lmk per dm or comments if you wanna be added to one or mutiple Stories taglists and also what story/stories:)

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,,to trap a kiss”

bff!Heeseung trying to steal your first kiss at school prom

,,playground bride”

Childhoodbff!heeseung promising to marry you later when your older

,,clear blue sky”

Summer Picknick with romanticbf!hee

2. Jay

,,how to win a prince”

A new game show were 100 girls have to do different things to win the heart of a mysterious man who later turns out to he prince!jay

,,a year in paris”

Fashionstudend!reader coming back from a year abroad from Paris for a year to learn even more about fashion while bff!jay spended the year realizing his feelings for reader

,,before us”

Where daddy!jay and mommy!readers kids ask them to tell them how their life was before they had had kids as a bedtime story

3. Jake

,,his and her summer”

Reader being a supervisor for a summer camp and meeting summer!romance!jake the super cute supervisor all the girls were talking about

,,to catch a dream”

Engene!reader who wakes up with a hangover from a ,,dream” with bias!jake that kinda felt to real

,,the summer prince“

Nerd!non!socialmedia!having!reader meeting summer!romance!prince!jake and having the time of their lifes snd later finding out he is actually s prince

4. Sunghoon

,,mister nice”

Bf!Sunghoon meeting readers family

,,the accidental princess”

Reader not knowing prince!sunghoon is a prince until they are getting married

,,the grinch who stole the valentines”

Highschool!heartthrob!sunghoon making every girls Valentine hell because he doesn’t wanna be their valentine because he only wanna be nerd!readers valentine

5. Sunoo

,,one kiss less”

100 days until fiance!sunoo and fiance!reader are getting married and they agreed on only kissing once a day when it feels the most special and sunoo taking reader to their special spot to koss reader there

,,to capture a heart”

Shy!sunoo trying to win popular!readers heart

,,extreme makeover”

Bigbrother!sunoo giving littlesibling!reader a makeover because they asked for it

6. Jungwon

,,spare girl”

Reader always being everyones second choice until they meet gentleman!jungwon who is immediately in love with reader and makes them his main priority

,,rules and roses”

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,,the holiday bride”

where idol!jungwon gets into a marriage scandal which is fake and his family is so happy that they finally gonna meet them over the christmas holidays that he doesn’t want to disappoint them and pays reader to pretend to be his fiance over at least the holidays

7. Niki

,,sky full of stars”

Where bf!niki takes reader to his favorite spot late at night to show her the sky full of stars

,,rich and ready”

where idol!niki is obviously rich and reader always getting spoiled and joking about how they were ready all their live to spend all that money

,,war of the rose”

each year the boys at a specific age have to give the girl they wanna spend their life with a rose or something bad is happening to him and many guys trying to give popular!reader a rose and fighting for her but reader just waiting for !secretbf!idol!niki to visit reader in their hometown for new year to give them the rose

Pairing: Jake JensenxBlack Reader

⚠️: Maybe a tiny bit of technical angst (🤷🏽‍♀️ lol), fluff💕

“P-Pooch?,” you stammer unable to fathom that your supposedly dead brother was standing in front of you and his wife who was about to give birth to their son in any minute.

“Hey peanut,” he smiles stepping further in the hospital room. “I’d hug you, but I’m w-,”

You didn’t even let him finish before immediately wrapping your arms around his neck and burying your face in his shoulder. Good thing he was already wet from the rain, your tears would just be a welcomed addition.

“Wait. D-Does that mean-”

“Hey babe,” the all too familiar voice speaks making more silent tears fall as you lift your head. Just as soaked as Pooch, he nervously smiles removing his hat to reveal his spiked frosted tips. He pretty much looked the same as you last saw him. Toned arms and chest shielded by his dripping jacket along with your personal favorite, his black circular frames bringing even more attention to those crystal baby blues.

There were plenty of times you thought about what you’d do if granted this moment. Cry, scream, maybe jump into his arms clinging onto him like a koala on a tree. Possibly all three even. Now, finally being granted your wish after all these months, there was one main thing on your mind.

“Wow,” he smiles as you slowly move closer to each other. “I didn’t think it was possible, but somehow you’ve gotten more beautiful.” Just as the words left his mouth, the back of your hand connecting with his abdomen in the hardest hit you could muster nearly knocks the wind out of him as he keeled forward.

“And apparently stronger too..,” he coughs.

“How could you?!”

“I didn’t do it on purpose! We had to so we could go after the guy who set us up. And why didn’t you hit Pooch?! He was in it too.”

“He’s got one coming after my nephew safely enters the world, right now though it’s your turn,” you glare before smacking him again.

“Told you she had a strong backhand,” Pooch states quickly closing the room door before his sister decided to direct her rage at him.

The rest of the team merely watch in entertainment as your hits move to his shoulders and biceps until Jensen can grab your wrists pinning them by your sides.

“I’m sorry for putting you through all that, but it’s not like I completely left! I could still see you.”

You tilt your head in confusion ready to ask what he was talking about, until seeing Clay nervously scratch the back of his neck as he and Cougar shift their gaze clues you in on what he meant.

“SERIOUSLY JAKE?!”

“Wha-? I-,”

“Did you really think that would make me feel better?!”

“...Honestly at this point I’m afraid to answer.”

Annoyed groan falling from your lips, you tried to escape his grasp, but his larger hands slightly tightening their grip on yours, along with him following your every movement, keep you in place. “When we go home I can explain everything.”

“Will you? Or are you just gonna lie some more?”

“I promise I’ll tell everything,” he whispers, leaving a chaste kiss on your temple before flashing one of his ‘please don’t stay mad at me forever because I love you’ smiles. So far, it’d gotten him out of any argument you had. Including this one.

Darn those good looks of his.

“Fine,” you reply as you cross your arms, leaving him to find a seat in the nearby waiting room.

“Any tips here Colonel?,” Jake sighs.

“I’m probably not the one you’d want relationship advice from.”

Another heavy sigh leaves his lips as he follows your path down the hall to sit next to you. That is if you’d let him.

“Okay, is anybody else stuck on the fact that Jensen actually has a girlfriend?,” Aisha states breaking the momentary silence and making both men chuckle.

———

It’s the happiest he’s ever been to walk into his small, outdated apartment. Things weren’t exactly the same as he left it with your few new decorations and pieces of furniture trying to make the place a bit of your own, but of course he didn’t mind. It actually warmed his heart that although he was “gone” you still chose to stay, sticking by his side when you easily could’ve moved on with your life.

“Jeez, the faucet always drip that loud?,” he lightly chuckles shedding his coat and placing it on the small hanger by the door.

“It started a bit after you left,” you sigh kicking off your shoes. “Think it’s loud now, it’s even louder when you’re just sitting here alone.”

Following you to the bedroom feeling like a dog with its tail between his legs, he sits at the foot of the bed looking down at his hands as you move about the bathroom getting yourself ready for bed. Your words were like the sharpest sting as his mind vividly showed an image of you just sitting in this apartment with nothing but thoughts of loosing your brother and boyfriend along with the hum of the AC. He knew for the sake of their mission, and the team, he couldn’t say anything, but it still didn’t take away his guilt of what you went through mentally and emotionally.

“I tried to write you.”

“What, your computer go down and you couldn’t watch me anymore?,” you counter over your shoulder before rinsing the soap from your face.

“That was only once okay? I was watching my niece’s soccer game and then I thought about what you were doing and kinda sorta hacked your office’s cameras, which yes I know was wrong. Speaking of, they really should update their software, a fifth grader could easily hack into it just guessing the password,” he answers making you roll your eyes with a chuckle.

“And who’s Tom?”

“Tom?”

“Yea. Curly brown haired guy, cubicle across from yours. Big head you can see a mile away.”

“I’m sorry are you somehow trying to turn things on me when you’re the one that’s supposed to be explaining why I’ve thought you were dead this whole time?,” you ask wiping the remaining moisturizer from your hands before crossing them in front of your chest as you step closer to the now nervous looking man.

“N-no, of course not! But I mean since he’s been mentioned...”

“He’s just this guy at work that apparently likes me and asked me out but I said no, because a small part of me kept hoping that you’d miraculously come back. Happy?”

“I-uh...y-yes?”

Sighing, you sit beside him tucking your bare legs under you and taking his hand in yours to trace the lines on his palm. You never knew how or why you started, but it was something you occasionally did while you two were talking or just lying next to him enjoying each other’s company. It brought a smile and giddy feeling to Jensen, just as it did to you.

“Listen, I’m sorry I’m giving you a hard time, I know you didn’t have a choice, and understand. Selfishly though, I just missed you so much and wish I could’ve known. It definitely would’ve saved some sleepless nights and tears.”

With his other hand, his thumb and index finger gently grab your chin guiding you to meet his eyes. “I’m sorry for everything I put you through having you think I was dead. The second we threw our tags in that fire you and my family were all I could think about. Like I said I wanted to write and give you some sign that I wasn’t gone, but I could never figure out how to start. Plus Clay threatened to cut off little Jensen if I did send anything back home once he found out, which only made it tougher.”

“Yea we wouldn’t want that,” you softly laugh following a short sniffle you were trying to hold back. You really were done with crying, having done so since you got that devastating call so long ago, and just wished your tear ducts would shrivel up already. “Sorry, I thought I was done with the tears.”

“Shh, don’t be.” Leaning forward, his soft as clouds lips meet the single salty droplet in the middle of you cheek erasing its presence before moving to yours in quite possibly the most delicate, tender kiss you’ve ever experienced. Any other time, you’d probably call it painfully slow, trying to take the lead to move things along. But as you both sat there taking everything in from each other’s scents to the feel of how one’s lips and mouth felt on the other, you couldn’t feel more connected.

Just barely pulling away, his swollen lips rest centimeters above yours ready to take them again as soon as he caught his breath.

“I don’t know if I should be embarrassed at myself or amazed at whatever powers you have,” he starts, a light chuckle escaping him. “But I think you just made me-,”

“Jensen!,” you laugh, playfully smacking his shoulder. “Way to ruin a romantic mood.”

“If it’s romance you want, say no more,” he smiles taking your hand in his and placing it on his chest as he clears his throat. To the best of his ability, he begins singing the opening lines to your couple’s song, as Jake proclaimed it, instantly making you fall back on the bed in laughter.

“You actin' kinda shady, ain't callin' me baby, why the sudden change. Say my name, say my name!”

“This is definitely not a couple’s song,” you laugh feeling his forearms rest on either side of your head and chest vibrate from his laughing.

“I’ll admit lyrically wise..yes, you’re right. But it’s still ours which makes it special.”

You’d never forget that day in the grocery store trying to find a pint of your favorite ice cream as the song played overhead. Without really looking, you thought you were on the freezing aisle by yourself and began singing along as you gently bobbed your head. Suddenly hearing a voice singing the background vocals made you slightly jump turning to see the taller man in a grey sweatshirt, blue and white basketball shorts, and sneakers holding up his hands.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. I-It’s Destiny’s Child, I couldn’t resist.”

“It’s okay, and I mean who can?,” you respond, both softly laughing before shyly looking back at your respective sections to get your frozen desserts.

“Soo...you like ice cream?,” he asks interrupting the momentary silence.

“Yea, um my favorite’s moose tracks,” you answer briefly holding up your pint with a smile.

“You know who has a good moose tracks? Bennie & Bailey’s downtown. They make it from scratch and I don’t know what all they put in it, but it’s amazing.”

“Oh, okay thanks. I don’t think I’ve ever been there.”

“Well you should definitely go one day. I mean if you want,” he nervously chuckles.

“Will do,” you smile. “Only if you’ll take me though?”

At first, being met with his shocked, speechless expression made your newfound confidence falter thinking you might’ve been too bold with the cute stranger, whom you hadn’t even asked if he was single or not. However seeing his eyes shine bright and adorable smile grace his pink lips, your excitement returned as he moved closer handing you his phone.

Years later, the rest is history as you lie in bed with the man you were sure was the love of your life.

“Hey what’s going on in there?,” he asks brushing his fingertips across your forehead noticing you become quiet. Lightly scratching his goatee, you feel your eyes start to water again causing you to blink a few times trying to keep them at bay.

“I just don’t want you to leave again,” you whisper, moving your fingers to card through his chestnut and blonde mixed strands.

“I’m not going anywhere unless you ask me too.”

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Pairing :Jake x Reader

Word Count: 1,370

Warnings: none

Jake slammed the door behind him and threw the keys on the kitchen counter, making you jump. He never behaved like this, so it was a shock when he did so. Throughout the entire drive back home he’d been silent, which wasn’t unusual for him but under the circumstances you knew it was a different kind of silence. One that kept you on the edge of your seat. You fucked up. You knew that. And Jake wasn’t the type to get pissed off, but that’s exactly what you did to him tonight. You turned around and looked into his eyes-they were dark.

You weren’t the type to get plastered during a party but this time you were having a really good time, all the Greta guys were there with their girlfriends, the music was good and you decided to go out on the dancefloor with Jita and MacKenzie. The three of you were having a great time with some old Rihanna song playing in the background, you already having a drink or two. You saw Jake in the booth, with the guys, eyeing you from his seat, a (non-alcoholic, since he’d be the one driving both of you back) beer in his hand, a small smile playing on the edge of his lips. He looked particularly good tonight- he had on his black jeans, a sleeveless Church of Rock and Roll shirt and a collection of necklaces resting on his collarbones. He looked absolutely breath-taking. As always. You sauntered up to him, breathless and thirsty- “Wanna come dance with me?”-you gently hooked your fingers on the edge of his shirt, pulling him towards you. He rested his hands on your hips and squeezed them, “Nah, you go and have fun. I’ll stay with the guys”. You kissed his cheek and ran back out on the dancefloor. After about 20 minutes you went to get a drink with the girls-

“Hey, can I buy you a drink?”-a tall, blonde man smiled down lazily at you.

“Ah thanks, I’m getting mine in a sec, actually”- you smiled politely, motioning towards the bar.

“Alright, sure...Hey, I love your tattoo”, he nodded at your collarbone.

“Thanks, -you grinned-” it's a Sylvia Plath novel, “The Bell Jar”? -you sipped your drink, looking around. Jake met your eyes and smiled a little but kept his eyes on the man in front of you.

“I have this one. It’s an inside joke with my brother”- he rolled up his sleeve, you chuckled reading the silly quote and traced the tattoo with your fingers-” I like it”.

****

You looked up, her sweet smile sending a shiver down your spine.

“Jake, what’s up? -” Danny followed your eyes-” Dude, come on, you know Y/N would never-”

“I know. I just don’t like that guy being so close to her. Look at him, all smiles and shit,”-Jake growled.

“She’s with you, dumbass. You gotta chill”, -Sam laughed. You knew she’d never do anything to hurt you. She was everything you’d wanted in a partner: she was gorgeous, had the best laugh and you loved the way she’d rock out to karaoke like she didn’t care about her voice but most of all- she cared about you. She made you feel safe. It was something you could feel in every kiss, every touch and action. But right now, you were so blinded by jealousy, you weren’t thinking straight. Shoving the nearly empty bottle of beer away from you, you made your way towards her.

****

“Hey babe. What’cha doin’?”- he wrapped his arm around your shoulders possessively, squeezing them slightly. Was he jealous? -” Nothing. Just talking. This is Shawn. He’s a big Greta fan”- you gestured towards the man in front of you. He was beaming.  

“Oh, yeah? Were you at last night’s concert?”

“Ah, no. Tickets were sold out in two minutes!”

“Aw, that’s too bad, man”- you swear you could see a smirk playing on his lips.

“Do you mind if I get a photo with you?”- Shawn smiled.

“Actually, me and my girlfriend here, whom you’ve had the pleasure of talking to for the past twenty minutes- we got friends to entertain. So uh, sorry man”, you looked at your boyfriend, with your mouth agape. In all the years you’ve know him, he never declined a photo with a fan. Ever. And he was always gracious towards all of them. Now he just seemed pissed, his mouth set into a rigid line, arm still around you. He spun you around towards the booth without letting you finish your drink.

“Jake, what the hell? Why were you so rude?”- you smacked him on his stomach.

“I wasn’t. He was the one being too close to you,” God, he really was jealous. “And you didn’t even- I don’t wanna talk about this right now”-he pinched the bridge of his nose.

“You know what? You’re right. I don’t either. I wanna go home. Now. You’re being ridiculous, you know that?”-you half growled.

“Who should go home? The nights still young!”-Sam practically half yelled, Joy putting a hand over his mouth.  

“We are. It’s been a long night”- Jake sighed, closing his eyes.  You scoffed, detaching yourself from his grip and grabbing your purse from the couch. “Bye guys, see you soon”- you hugged them all goodbye and faked a smile. Josh sent you a look.  

Storming out of the bar, you heard him call your name twice, then cursing.

Slamming the passenger door shut, you glared at him-the alcohol only fuelling your anger.  

“What’s your damn problem? That guy didn’t mean anything. He was just being nice! And he liked the band. You saw how happy he was!”

“Damn it, Y/N. Why do you always have to be so naive? He was flirting! I saw the way he looked at you. Like you were a piece of meat”- he squeezed the wheel harder.

“God, Jake. We were just talking! I wasn’t going to jump on him! This conversation is ridiculous”- you slammed your hand on the door handle, making him jump. You were rarely angry.

Now the two of you, fuming, sat in silence, the street lamps illuminating your faces every few second.

****

Jake slammed the door behind him and threw the keys on the kitchen counter. His eyes were dark.

“You don’t understand. I can’t-”-he groaned, brushing his hair back with his hand,” I can’t stand it when I see you with someone else". You laughed. This was ridiculous. Three years together and the man you saw yourself spending the rest of your life with was saying this. You thought he always trusted you. Knew that you only saw him.  

“That’s why I got so angry. He’s all...six feet tall and stuff, just flirting with you-” you took a few steps towards him and put your hands on his chest.  

“You honestly think I would want him? I want you, idiot. I don’t care about your height. Or weight or whatever else that’s bothering you. You’re perfect to me. Your stupid laugh and smile. Just those two things alone make my heart swell with pride because you’re mine”. He looked at you, a huge smile stretching on his lovely face.  

“Yeah? What else you like about me?”- he peered down, brining your hands up to his lips, kissing each finger lovingly.

“Love, "you corrected him, “well, your silky hair. Your goofiness, your ability to make everyone smile-even when you’re not trying! Your sense of style is better than mine, look at you! And how talented you are”- you giggled- “An absolute rock god”- he chuckled, picking you up and throwing you onto the couch, sending you into a fit of giggles. Jake wrapped his arms around you, sighing.

“Baby, I’m sorry. I’m just jealous. I can’t help it. But it won’t happen again- I swear. I was such an ass about this.”- he whispered, brushing away a strand of hair that had fallen into your face. You smiled up at him, kissing his nose.  

“It’s alright. You're forgiven. How about a hot bath?”-you raised your eyebrows.

Duskwood Detectives - Part 1

Notification: Message from Jake

You tapped into the message only to receive surprising news.

I have a situation. And I can't do it alone, I need you.

What is it?

I found him, Y/n. He's alive

Who?

A moment later he texted again.

I found Richy.

Your eyes widened as you stared at your phone, tears starting to form just by looking at his name on the screen. The man you thought had died in a fire. Richy was alive.

Where is he?

That's what I need help with. I tracked an image of him from a shop cctv footage. He was shoplifting.

He probably doesn't have any money on him ever since the fire...Are you sure it's him?

Positive

Let's get started then.

You hesitated before texting again.

Oh..and Jake?

Yes?

I missed you. And thank you for this.

Just trying to help.

And I missed you too.

Time to find your friend. But, would you tell the others?

Part 5 choice 1

Pick Up

She recognised the number. Alan Bloomgate. Chief of police in Duskwood. He had tried to contact her multiple times after the Duskwood incident, but she never picked up.

Until now.

"Stop calling me" She ordered.

"Ms. L/n, I am only contacting you because you are in touch with one of our top criminals in the state" Alan said. "And you were also involved in the criminal activity of your hacker friend"

"That so called 'Criminal activity' saved our friend's life" She said, angrily.

"But got another killed. Or not? You are aware that Richy Roger is alive, correct?" Alan said.

She could almost feel his smirk on the other end of the line. "I'm aware" She said.

"You do also realise that he is also a wanted criminal, correct?" Alan asked.

Y/n rolled her eyes. "Yes. What are you trying to say?"

"I'm just saying you seem to have a history of making friends with the wrong sort of people" He answered. "Ms.L/n, I'm going to need you to come back to Duskwood and talk to me at the police station"

Y/n looked up at Jake, who had just come out of the shower, a towel around his waist, chest bare. His eyes widened, remembering Y/n who still in his room. He quickly jumped back into the bathroom and closed the door quietly, seeing that Y/n was on a call. "Are you tracking me?" She asked, after Jake had left, a blush on her face after seeing him half naked. She shook her thoughts away, focusing back on Alan.

"It's part of our protocol, Ms. I will also warn you that if you do not come to the police station in one week, I will add you to our criminal watchlist" Alan said.

"I thought I was already on your watchlist" She said, furrowing her eyebrows.

"The temporary one, yes. But I can add you to the actual one if you wish?" He joked but there was a serious tone to it. "And don't think I haven't noticed you're in a different state"

"I'm visiting Richy, that's why I'm in Forest-Edge" Y/n told him.

"I have a feeling it is more than just catching up with an old friend, Ms.L/n" Alan stated.

"Well, you're wrong. Richy was framed by Phill, Alan. None of that was his fault" She said.

"I know" Alan replied in a softer voice. "But there is no evidence to support it. What do you have to prove his innocence?"

"A witness" She replied.

"A witness? Who?" Alan asked.