#nephilimxreader

Pairing- Jack Kline x Reader

Warnings- None

“Teleport?” Jack asked.

“Yeah,” I said. “Can you teleport? Cas can teleport. He does it all the time.”

“Um, I don’t know,” Jack said.

“Y/N,” Sam said. “Leave Jack alone, he’ll figure out things in his own time.”

“I was only wondering, I wasn’t pressuring him to do anything.”

“Mhm, go get ready for the hunt.”

“When you figure out how to teleport, let me know,” I whispered to Jack. “I’ll show you a good time outside of motel rooms and the bunker.”

“Y/N Winchester!” Sam yelled.

Warnings- Underage drinking? Is it underage drinking? I don’t know

A/N- Sorry for all the Jack Kline posts but… he’s my baby. He’s so beautiful and innocent and I just want to protect him and write about him and just, yeah. Hope you enjoy.

I walked in just in time to see Jack, the nephilim, who had been born less than a month ago, put down a beer.

“What is this?” I yelled.

Dean looked at me, wide eyed. “What are you yelling about?”

“What do you mean, what am I yelling about,” I snapped. “He’s allowed to drink beer and I’m not?”

“You’re underage,” Dean said, as if it should be obvious.

“He’s more underage than I’m underage.”

“Yeah well…” Dean said.

“Don’t yeah well me. That’s not fair!”

“Life isn’t fair, kid. It’s one beer and you’re our sister, he’s an otherworldly being and not our sister. Calm down and drink your juice box like a good underage kid,” Dean said, grinning at the indignation on my face.

“Screw you,” I snapped. “I’m taking your bed, you can sleep with Sam tonight.”

“What? No! He doesn’t stick to his side of the bed with his Jolly Green Giant self!” Dean yelled, running after me. “Y/N!”

Pairing- Jack Kline x Reader

Warnings- None

“Babe look at this,” Jack said excitedly, showing me the candy in his hands. “It came out of this wonderful mechanism.”

I snorted and shook my head. “That’s candy and it came out of a vending machine.”

“Candy,” Jack repeated. “Is it good?”

“It’s all about your preference,” I said. “Some people like candy, some people don’t.”

“Do I like candy?” Jack asked.

“You have to try it first, idiot,” I said, smiling at him. “See if you like the taste.”

Jack opened it and took a bite, his eyes widened and he smiled. “This is great. I’ve never tasted anything like this. It’s sweet.”

“It’s chocolate,” I said. “Come on, let’s go back to the room before my brothers start wondering where we are.” I took Jack’s hand and we started walking back to the room.

“Y/N,” Jack said. “I think I love chocolate more than I love you.”

I feigned shock before nodding. “I can respect that.”

He smiled at me and kissed me. “I’m kidding, I love you.”

Pairing- Jack Kline x Reader

Warnings- None

A/N- Two Jack Kline fics in one day. What? Jack is just... I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know.  He’s great and sweet and so expect quite a few imagines from now on about him.

“Hey, Jack,” I said softly, coming into his room. 

“Hi, Y/N,” Jack said, smiling at me. He closed his laptop. “What can I do for you?”

“I need to ask you a question,” I said, nervously.

“Sure,” Jack said, smiling at me. He motioned at me to come further into his room where he was. “Would you like to sit down?”

“No,” I said. “I’d rather not.”

“Okay, I’ll stand up then.”

Jack stood up and came over to me, still smiling.

“Um, Jack,” I started, scratching the back of my head. “I was wondering if you would like to go on a date sometime.”

“A date?” Jack asked.

“Yes,” I said. “A way to hang out with someone, romantically? I guess? I don’t know. It’s stupid. Forget about it. Sorry about wasting your time.” I turned to leave, but Jack stopped me.

“Wait, Y/N. I would like to go on this date event with you.”

I turned around. “Really?”

“Yes,” he said.

“Okay,” I said, nodding. “I’ll set everything up. Um, I’ll see you later.”

I turned, leaving. I was out the door when I popped my head back into his room. “Also Jack, don’t tell my brothers, or Cas. They don’t need to know.”

“Alright Y/N, I won’t say anything to them.”

“Okay, bye. For real this time.” I shot him a small smile before really leaving.

“I’m going on a date,” Jack said, smiling to himself. “I’m going on a date.”