#bf!jack

[baurbiediv]

big head

authors note: just a lil sum sum for my man since i haven’t written anything for him in a while 🤗 + blurb is inspired by this pic

“jack please back away from the screen before your big headed ass goes cross eyed.” you told him as you sat on the couch watching your tv show.

the side eye he gave you was almost as bad as yours, “what show you watching?”

“vanderpump rules.”

“what’s it about?” he said purposefully dragging his feet across the floor to annoy you, watching as he plopped down on the spot next to you, before laying his head on your thigh, on the large couch placed in your living room.

“boy, you’re not about to interrupt me while i’m watching my show.” you said glancing down at him.

he smacked his lips as he sat up, resting on his elbow, “first off,” he said fully sitting up. he held his finger up by your face as you just looked at him. “and second of all, girl, i can bother you all i want.”

you laughed and moved his hand out of your face, “okay, you’re not about to bother me while i’m watching my show.” you said reaching for the remote, but not before he lays his entire body on top of you.

you started laughing as you just laid there, “you need to get off me.”

“nah, cause you think i’m playing with you girl.” he said, his kentucky accent noticeable.

“you must think this is a game huh.”

“y/n, swear to god, you push me off this couch i’m taking your ass with me.” he warned you, you knew he’d do it if he wanted to.

nothing but silence momentarily filled the air, “that’s what i thought.” he said before getting off you, you quickly tried to lightly kick him, but he moved out the way in time.

he swiftly, in one move, slapped your ass as the smack echoed loudly. you screamed as your hands quickly came to the spot to cover it.

“got that ass! next time you try and hit me, it’s gonna be something completely different.”

“whatever, just be lucky my foot didn’t connect.”

“whatever my ass y/n, you’re just mad cause you can’t get me back. i’m too quick.” he said as he shrugged.

“jack, baby, shh. thank you! i love you stink!” you said, turning up the volume to the tv.

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[halfmoondaze]

Got a little request 🤭 so jack has always been the fun parent while y/n is the bad one and puts her foot down Intill one day jack comes home and sees one of the little ones disrespect y/n there mom by maybe hitting her or screaming and y/n had an argument before that jack needs to put his foot down at times and not let things slide Intill he witness and saw what he saw his kid was doing to his mom jack was livid and let’s say the bad cop definitely came out of him

Good/Bad Parent

Jack had always been the fun parent, always bringing laughter into their household, while Y/N was the one enforcing discipline and rules. 

Parenting style was always a topic in their arguments, either because Y/N was too strict, or Jack was too relaxed. But they always found a way to meet in the middle. 

One night, Jack came home after a long recording studio session and wanting nothing more than to relax in peace and quiet. To his surprise, their home was more like a chaotic scene. 

Aitana was in the midst if a tantrum, screaming and hitting Y/N in frustration, as Y/N attempted to deescalate the situation, but it was clear it had escalated beyond her control. 

Jack quickly moved Y/N to the side. 

“Aitana! We don’t hit or scream at each other in this household!” Jack said in a calm but authoritative voice. 

“But daddy!” she whined. 

“I don’t wanna hear it. You’re grounded. Apologize now to your mom and go to your room” he said sternly. 

Aitana had never seen Jack angry and was taken back. She looked at him with sad eyes as tears started streaming from her face, then turned to Y/N. 

“I’m sorry mommy” she softly said. 

Then she quietly went to her bedroom. 

“Hey, are you ok?” he turned to Y/N. 

Y/N nodded.

“I’m sorry. I thought you were exaggerating when you said I was too relaxed. You were right. I see it now” 

“It’s ok Jack” 

“No, it’s not ok. Clearly, I would’ve known If I was here more. Supporting you” 

“You are supporting me. You provide for all of us” 

“But what kind of parent am I, if I’m not doing my job as a parent?” 

Y/n went quiet.

“You don’t have to do this alone. That’s what I’m here for” he cupped her cheek. 

“Thanks Jack”

Jack gave her a faint smile. 

“Don’t mention it” he kissed her. “Wanna go to bed?” 

“Yeah” 

After changing into comfier clothes, they started getting into bed, when they heard small footsteps by the bedroom hall. 

“Mommy? Daddy?”

“Yes Aitana?” Jack responds. 

“Can I come in?” 

“Yeah” 

Aitana quietly enters their room. 

“Is there something you want to say to your mom?”

She nods and turns to Y/N. 

“I’m sorry mommy” she said before hugging Y/N tightly and burying her face in her chest. 

“It’s ok baby. I forgive you” she kissed the top of her head. “Just promise you won’t do that again” 

“I promise”

“Good girl. Now it’s time to go to bed. Say goodnight to mommy” he smiled at her. 

“Goodnight mommy” she hugged Y/N again. “Love you”

“I love you sweetie” she kissed her cheek. 

Jack took her hand and they walked to her bedroom.

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[itsyagirljaz]

Ya’ll JACKMAN TEXTED ME BACKK LIKE OMFG I AM SHOOK 🫠🤭

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[astroluvr]

Is it okay if you do something where jack is really stressed and ends up getting mad at his toddler?

i didn't love the way this turned out, but i hope you enjoy!! thanks for your request!

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Jack had been more than overwhelmed lately. The days leading up to his album deadline had been full of ups and downs that were hard to deal with. You did your best to keep your daughter, May, off of his hands on his busy days, but it was a little tougher to work around when your schedule got busy, too. May was an entirely innocent little girl, she was well-behaved, despite her few tantrums.

You were out for lunch with your newly-engaged friend, leaving May with her father for a few hours in the afternoon. May was looking forward to a day with just her father. She had already planned out in her head what she wanted to do- have breakfast, color some pictures, and maybe even make strawberry cupcakes.

The day started off how she expected, she had breakfast with her daddy and it was all just fine until he got a phone call. Jack sat her down on the barstool next to him as he looked at the phone call from Neelam.

“Yo,” Jack answered, playing with his daughter’s ponytail.

“Hey, Jack. I’ve got some... news.”

“Yeah, go ahead.” he furrowed his eyebrows and Neelam hesitated before speaking.

“Jack, one of the songs lost about two minutes of audio during post.”

“How the fuck did that even happen?” Jack groaned and Neelam made a defeated noise.

“The team is doing everything we can, hopefully we can still retrieve, but I wanted to give you the heads up.”

“How am I supposed to redo that? I’m booked nearly every day for the next two weeks and I’m not going to have time to.”

“I know that, Jack, I do, but-”

“Who was in charge?” Jack stood from the counter and left May at the counter with a bowl of Lucky Charms.

“Daddy?”

“May, give me ten minutes, baby, okay? Finish your breakfast and chill for a few.” he said dismissively, walking through the living to turn the TV onto Daniel Tiger.

May huffed at Jack before shoving her cereal bowl aside and hopping down. Her favorite thing in the world was having breakfast with Jack because instead of his usual hefty breakfast, he’d sit down and eat the sugary cereal she loved so much and he’d always give her cereal in a huge bowl she would never finish.

After a few minutes of staring down the hall and waiting for Jack to return, she hopped off the barstool and went into the closet to pull out a few pieces of paper and some markers. Her plan was to lure Jack back for arts and crafts when she showed him a pretty illustration.

Although May got distracted by Daniel Tiger a few times, she made a nice portrait of the kitten she saw walking. It was only two black ovals with four straight lines sticking out, but she was quite proud of herself. She was about to go back and show Jack, but when she heard his loud groan of frustration, she felt bad and decided something nicer would help.

Being the kind soul she was, she carefully drew stick figures of her and Jack at the basketball game they went to a few days ago. That was the last time she got to spend a decent amount of time and she loved every minute of it. As she replayed the few hours of that outing, she decided to draw the moment he put her on his shoulders as confetti was released in celebration.

She skillfully finished the picture with little blots of different colors to represent the confetti before running back down the hall to Jack. May was more than excited to show him and put him in a better mood. Seeing her always worked for him, any time he had a frown on his face, once May gave him a hug, he felt all better. Surely, she thought, having another painting to put on the walls of his office would relieve him of his worries.

With two quick knocks and a happy smile, she opened the door with the piece of paper behind her back and Jack looked up unhappily. The phone he had against his ear was one that she wasn’t allowed to play games on and the look on his face told him she better not ask to use the other one.

“Daddy, don’t be mad anymore. I made-”

“May, didn’t I tell you to sit down?” he grumbled, causing the little girl’s face to falter.

“I will, I just-”

“And what the fuck is all over your shirt?!” he slammed his phone down and walked over to her. “Why’d you have markers without permission? If you got anything on the carpet, I’m going to be mad.”

“Daddy, look!”

“I’ll look at it later.” Jack sighed, turning around to go back to his phone call. “Now, I need you to just go and sit down until your mother gets home.”

“But, Daddy!” she whined, stomping her foot and Jack lost his temper.

“Didn’t I say go sit down?! What’s so hard to understand about that, huh?!”

The yell that came from Jack’s throat scared her enough to make her drop the paper and send it fluttering to the hardwood floor. He’d never spoken to her like that, not even when she broke a vase in the store that she heard you say was expensive.

“Sorry, Daddy.” her little chest puffed out in the beginning of a sob, but Jack didn’t seem to notice.

She ran from his office before he could say anything else to her, straight to the living room to make an attempt at cleaning up her mess. She quickly threw everything into its designated places back into the closet she got it from and closely inspected the carpet for signs of marker.

When there wasn’t any, she sat down on the couch and cried to herself. Any other time, Jack would’ve come out to apologize if he upset her in the slightest, but now she was under her favorite blanket all to herself and trying to figure out why something so simple had gotten her reprimanded so heavily.

You came home a little earlier than you planned to when Neelam sent you a text about some of Jack’s album work going left. Your husband was a perfectionist through and through, which meant that you would have your hands full with having to talk him through his crisis. What you expected the least, though, was your baby girl with only her toes sticking out from beneath a Hello Kitty blanket and the sound of loud sobs.

“May, honey?” you approached her with concern and she looked from under the covers. Your heart immediately sank because you couldn’t remember the last time you’d seen her like this. “Oh, bug, what’s the matter?”

“D-Daddy is so mean, Mama!” you sat next to her on the couch and began to wipe her tears and kiss her cheeks.

May had been navigating emotions, so sometimes when you and Jack had to parent her, it didn’t result in the best adjectives, but given her current state, calling Jack ‘mean’ didn’t seem too misplaced.

“What do you mean, baby?” she continued to cry and clutch onto your skirt. “I believe you, but can you tell Mommy what Daddy did, so she can make it better? Just calm down.”

She took a few deep breaths with you and you began to stroke her hair. “Daddy was... mad because he had his work phone and I tried to make him feel better with a picture of us, but he yelled at me. Said to sit down and he said a bad word, Mama! You said not to say bad words.”

“I did say that, and Daddy shouldn’t have done any of that, right?”

“Mmhmm. It hurt my feelings.”

“I’m sorry, baby. I think Daddy’s just having a bad day today and he’s not handling it the right way.”

“He needs to count to four.”

“He sure does. And I’ll go tell him that, too.”

She nodded before she spoke. “I missed you, Mama.”

“I missed you, too, bug.” you took her into your arms and left a few kisses that made her giggle. “I’ll be right back, okay?”

“Okay, Mommy.”

You sighed as you stood from the couch to go to Jack’s office. You were sure that once you bought his actions to light, he’d be more upset at himself than anything. You didn’t knock before entering Jack’s workspace, which earned you a glare, but nothing further. You moved the papers that had scribbles of verses on them and sat down in their former spot while staring up at Jack.

“My wife just got in and it looks important, so can I call you back?” there was a pause on Jack’s end before he set the phone down and looked at you tiredly. “Neelam call you?”

“Yes, she did and I’m glad she did because we need to talk.”

“About what?” you sighed and licked your lips.

“May. I don’t know when you yelled at her, Jack, but you hurt her feelings bad. She was crying under her blanket.”

“I’ll apologize once I get this all sorted, baby, but this is all crazy.”

“You yelled at her and you’ve never yelled at her, J.”

“I raised my voice.”

“No, she’s heard a raised voice with good reason. My baby is downstairs in tears, Jack. She was just trying to give you this.” you held up the piece of paper that you found on the floor and Jack took it in his hands. Once he deciphered what she drew, you could see the guilt cross his face.

“Fuck.” he breathed out and made eye contact with you. You stood up and got closer to him, enough to make sure he wouldn’t break away from your glance.

“She’s just a little girl who we’ve taught to be kind and respectful and that’s just what she was trying to do. I know you didn’t mean to, but we have to think about how that’s going to affect her if we hold off on owning up to when we’re not. You and May have the healthy relationship that I have always wanted for my babies and it’s your job to keep it up.”

Jack nodded, running his hands through his hair. “I swear I didn’t mean to hurt her feelings, baby. I love May more than anything.”

“I know, baby, it’s why I’m not upset. I just want to make sure you understand.” you rubbed his shoulders and Jack nodded once more. “I love you and I love May. I want my family to be happy, that’s all.”

“I love you, too. I’m going to spend the rest of the day with May, so you just get comfortable, baby. Have a day to yourself.”

“Now that’s what I like to hear.” you kissed his cheek with a smile. “And we’ll talk later on about this all, if you want.”

“Thank you, baby.”

Jack eventually made his way back to the living room where May turned her head at the sound of footsteps. She first assumed it was you until she saw the tall figure. He wasn’t so intimidating with a pout on his face and a pair of Christmas pajama pants, but May still tensed.

“I didn’t make a mess, Daddy.” she whispered and Jack swallowed as his stomach dropped.

“I don’t care about a mess, May. I came to apologize for what happened.” he kneeled in front of her and she raised her eyebrows curiously.

“Apologize?”

“Means to say sorry. I want to say sorry for yelling at you and getting mad when you were just trying to do something nice for me. I shouldn’t have treated you that way, nobody should treat you that way.” he spoke firmly.

“Then why did you?”

“Because, and this is not at all a good reason, but some big stuff happened at work and I’m mad that a very special song I made for you got messed up. Daddy’s not mad at you for even a minute, May, I’m mad at that. Do you understand?”

“You’re mad at work and got mad at me?”

“Yeah. It wasn’t your fault and you weren’t doing anything bad, so I shouldn’t have yelled.” he looked at her in a survey of understanding and she nodded. “I am the sorriest I have ever been, May.”

“I forgive you. I’m sorry you were mad.”

“Thank you for forgiving me.” he kissed her cheek when he pulled her into his lap. “Now, what do you want to do since I'm so sorry?”

“Mmm, can you take me to ride my bike at the park?”

“I’d love to do that.”

“And then get ice cream?”

“Strawberry.”

“Duh.” she giggled and Jack laughed back. “And then can we watch Princess and the Frog?”

“My favorite!”

“No, it’s my favorite, Daddy!” she squealed and Jack stood up happily.

“Can we share?”

“Mmhmm.” she decided, wrapping her arm around his neck as he voyaged up the stairs.

“Let’s put on some real clothes, so we can have a really good day today.”

“Alright!” she scrambled down Jack’s side and he went into her room. “Oh, and Daddy?”

“Hmm?” he hummed back before going to her closet for an outfit.

“You can’t bring your work phone, so you don’t get angry. It’s May only.”

“Only you, May baby." he agreed, causing her to smile wide.

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[harlowcomehome]

Can you write Jack and the reader get into an argument over text or the phone.

“Stop playing with me.”

A/n: I can do this again if this wasn’t what you were looking for. 😅

Jack had been away on tour for over a month and your communication was usually very good but lately he had been distracted and you couldn’t help but be bothered by it.

You sat in the living room with one of your friends and explained to her what had been going on between the two of you. Jack was starting to stay out late, not making time for phone calls, not making as much time for you in general as he had been in the past. You trusted him, but your mind couldn’t help but wander. You had invited your friend over as a distraction and you both had started drinking and venting about your lives. Your friend having seen you be hurt before was instantly upset. “Nah girl, you need to tell that man what you’re feeling.”

Truthfully, what she didn’t know is that you were trying to reach him all night. You had sent him numerous texts and voice memos at this point but you were left on read every time.  The more you talked about it with her the more emotional you got, you couldn’t tell if it was a mixture of the alcohol or just being hurt. You never wanted to be that girl to him. The girl that acted crazy or controlling or jealous but you were slowly losing all self control.

You couldn’t take it anymore and you decided that you were going to call him. Of course, he didn’t answer but at this point you didn’t care. “Hi Jack, if that is your real name” you slurred a little and your friend just watched you in amazement. ”wait it actually isn’t. JACKMAN” you couldn’t help but shout that last part which made your very drunk friend audibly cheer you on. “Stop playing with me and actually answer my calls, I’m being so serious. And if you don’t then… then… screw you!” You hung up after that and felt instant regret but your friend was cheering you on. 

“I gotta call him back” you hiccuped. Again, he didn’t answer. “Baby, I’m sorry I said screw you. I meant to say you’re not being very nice to me.” You started crying and your friend was already over it and was starting to fall asleep on your couch. “Sometimes I’m worried you’re not in love with me anymore” you said sadly. “I just wish I knew how to get your attention because I feel like you’re the worlds boyfriend but maybe not mine.” You whimpered and tried to catch your breath before saying “well ok bye.” 

As soon as you hung up you got a text from Jack.

Jack💜: Babe stop calling me I’m trying to do something with my phone real quick. I’ll call you when I get to the hotel.

You had never been so instantly irritated. You were sad but angry. You knew he hadn’t listened to your voicemails but you were over it. You didn’t reply to his message.

You covered your friend with a blanket as she slept on your couch. Then you went to your room to sleep.

In the morning you woke up and checked your phone. Still nothing. Not one message, not a missed call, there was nothing.

You walked out into the living room and your friend was gone but Jack was sitting on the couch. “I drove her home when I got here” his voice sounded stern. “Oh okay” you mumbled before walking into the kitchen “what’re you doing here?”

Jack got up from the couch and followed you “you think I don’t love you anymore?” You avoided eye contact trying to hold back tears. Jack grabbed your waist and pulled you into him. You started to cry. “Baby baby baby” he mumbled while rocking you back and fourth.

“I didn’t know what else to do Jack. I got drunk and emotional and called you which I shouldn’t have but…” you were trying to stop crying and couldn’t. “I’m sorry for acting crazy.”

“No, don’t apologize. I made you feel like that. That’s on me.” He faced you toward him and gave you a kiss. “Can you tell me what was upsetting you?”

You snuggled into his chest and explained through tears that you felt ignored, you felt like you were being put on the back burner. Jack held you and listened intently before speaking. “Baby, I promise you I never intended to make you feel that way.”

You just held on to him and he leaned down to kiss you. “Come back with me tonight.” You looked up at his excitedly. “Yeah, come to this next show with me and I can apologize to you… fully.”

You squeezed him tight before you went to pack a bag.

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[urbianasloverr]

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[ontheshroom]

What do you think boyfriend Jack is like? SFW and NSFW!

*cracks knuckles*

Nsfw content ⚠️

Sfw-

Clingyyyyy oh boy you can’t even go to the bathroom by yourself without him just trying to sit on the counter.

Cuddly, this man wants to be in your skin at all times. You’ll be cooking and he just wraps his big body around you.

Protective, if anyone thinks they can get with you or fuck with you, they’re mistaken.

He checks up on you a lot! Like if he’s going on a trip and won’t see you for a bit he’ll text you making sure you’re hydrated, that you’ve ate, that you’re doing okay. If he doesn’t like any of the answers you give him he’s ordering things to your door so quickly.

Random pics, your whole relationship is probably documented on his phone tbh

Nicknames, you both love giving each other nicknames even if they don’t stick for long

Humor!!! Jack is always making you laugh and it definitely is part of why you love him so much

Nsfw

This man is the definition of experimenting, he wants to try everything with you.

He loves jealous sex, the chance to let you know you’re his and he’s yours is just never taken for granted.

Praise kink, it goes both ways. He loves to hear how good he’s making you feel and vise versa

Breeding kink, god this man loves telling you how he’s gonna fill you up and give you his babies.

He has a daddy kink idc. “I ain’t answering unless she calls me big papi” that man will take that lyric to heart and there’s times where he won’t respond unless you call him daddy.

Cum play, he loves to cum all over you, or help guide it back into you with his fingers.

Rough sex, he likes it but he definitely has his limits. He never wants to cause you actual pain or even think about it.

Slow sensual sex, he goes all out for times like these. Especially when it’s for you. He has a decorated bath tub and bedroom ready for you with candle lighting and calming aromas.

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[a-moment-captured]

Why does this scream boyfriend Jack?! 😫

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[baurbiediv]

booty

“jack please stop touching my ass.” you muffled into the pillow, laying down on your stomach.

jack continued his ‘reign of terror’ on your behind. you attempted to swat his hand away, but much to his dismay, you accidentally slapped him in his face.

you heard him yell dramatically, you quickly sat up to turn around and look at him as he was sprawled out on the bed, right hand on his face, left hand on his heart.

“i’m dying, please call 911, y/n this is no joke, you just took my most prized possession away from me.” he cried out.

it took a minute to register what he said, “wait a damn minute, did you just say my ass was your most prized possession?” you huffed, crossing your arms. the look on his face quickly changed and he swore his heart dropped.

he fixed himself before sitting up and grabbing your face, “i didn’t mean it like that, i swear, i love you for more than your booty.” he faked a sob as he kissed all over your face.

you squealed and put your hands on his chest, in an attempt to get him off of you. “okay! okay! i swear i’m not mad!” you giggled.

he stopped as his blue eyes bored into yours as his thumb lightly caressed your cheek with his thumb.

you felt yourself starting to get flustered as you couldn’t look him in the eyes. “jack don’t get all gushy on me now.” you rolled your eyes and laughed then kissed his nose, as he smiled.

“i love you mama.” he responded, watching your move, he waited for you to say say something and you know how he’d get if you didn’t say anything,

“and i love you too handsome.” you replied

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[halfmoondaze]

Jack request

Jack and reader get into a heated argument about something small. Jack can’t control his emotions which leads him to raise his voice and say things to reader and crosses the line with his hurtful words. He realizes how bad they were and quickly apologizes but reader kicks him out the house. He ends up at urban’s house upset and cries so much out of guilt. Days pass and he’s calling, texting reader in hopes to talk but she ignores him. He finally shows up at y/n house and tries to take accountability for what he said to reader.

Second Chances

Y/N and Jack had just gotten home and Y/N was usually quiet. 

“C’mon babe. I know something’s bothering you” Jack said as he entered the front door of their shared apartment.

“I said I’m fine” 

“You haven’t uttered a word since we left the restaurant” he said as he followed her behind.

“Jack just let it go” 

“No” he crossed him arms. 

“No?” 

“We’re going to talk about it, because if there’s something that bothered you, I need to know” 

“Fine. You wanna know what’s wrong? This, whatever we have going on is wrong” 

“You mean us?” he asked hurt. 

“Is there even an us? Because being your secret does not translate to a serious relationship” 

He sighed. “Babe you know it’s not that easy”

“Yeah but I don’t think it’s supposed to be this hard”. 

“I know baby” his voice softened as he wrapped his arms around her in a hug. “I just need more time” 

Y/N squirmed from his embrace and walked away. 

“Ugh! You always say that” Y/N stormed out of the living room into their shared bedroom. 

Jack followed behind. 

“Ok, what is it you want from me?” he said defensively. 

“Um I don’t know” she said sarcastically. “Maybe for you to claim me as your girlfriend instead of pretending you’re single to the rest of the world!” 

“And risk my career? Because that would make you happy, huh?” 

“What? No!”

“I can’t believe you’re even asking me this” 

“You know what?” he put his arms up dramatically. “I don’t need this. I can get any girl I want, so I don’t know why I settled for you!” 

“What?” she asked in a low voice taken back by his comment. 

His words cut deep. 

In that moment he realized what he had just said. 

“Y/N, I didn’t mean that” 

Y/N put her hands up. “I don’t wanna hear it, Jack. Just leave” 

“Y/N-”

“Now!” 

Feeling defeated, Jack took his things and left. 

Y/N couldn’t hold back her emotions and broke down crying as the sound of Jack’s footsteps faded.

After crying for what felt like an eternity, Y/N’s eyes were swollen and her body felt drained. With exhaustion settling in, she mustered the strength to drag herself to bed. 

She curled up in her side of the bed, her body shaking with sobs every now and then as she recalled their argument in her head. Eventually, her breathing slowed down and she succumbed to falling asleep. 

The next morning, Y/N woke up, to the other side of the bed empty. The only remain of Jack’s presence was in his scent that lingered in the sheets. 

To her relief, Urban had texted her last night. Jack had stayed the night at his place, indicating he was safe. 

The following days, Jack blew her phone nonstop with calls, voicemails, and messages; which went unanswered. 

Then one night, Jack who couldn’t bare the distance between them, decided to show up to her doorstep.

Y/N opened the door and was taken back by the sight in front of her. 

“Jack” 

“I know you hate my guts right now. Rightfully so. I shouldn’t have said those awful things. I didn’t mean that.  The moment those words left my mouth, I know I fucked up. There’s no one else I rather be with than with you. You didn’t deserve any of that. And even thought I failed to show you otherwise that night, I love you and I miss waking up next to you. I’m so sorry”

Her initial anger softened by Jack’s sincere words. 

“I appreciate your apology. But you really hurt me Jack” 

“I know” he paused. “And I hate myself for being the reason for your tears. You mean the world to me and if you give me another chance, I promise I would make sure you never feel that way again because of me” 

Y/N silently nods. 

“C’mere” she says. 

Jack wasted no time and embraced her while repeatedly kissing the top of her head. 

“I love you”

Y/N looked up at him and smiled. 

“I love you too” 

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[wwjthd]

Prompt #14! I feel like Jack is NOT a horror movie fan lol

watching horror movies and being afraid to go to bed

“Baby I’m not sure about this” Jack said scooting closer to you and sinking more into the fluffy blanket you both were under.

While looking for something to watch you stumbled on a horror movie that looked good from the little clip that was shown.

“It doesn’t even look that scary babe. And plus it’s spooky season! We have to watch a scary movie, thems the rules” he rolled his eyes at you while also pushing play to start the movie.

By the time the movie was over the light had already been turned on and jack was already looking around the living room as if he’s seeing things (he’s definitely scared you saying he seen something but it was just a pile of clothes)

You had gotten up to put away the snack bowls and to throw the trash out almost leaving jack alone. “Don’t leave me alone! Are you crazy?!” He shook his head at you following you into the kitchen.

Jack stood next to you the whole time in the kitchen and avoided looking out the window. Normally you’d be the one scared clinging onto him but to you the movie wasn’t all the scary. To Jack it was the scariest thing he’d ever seen.

“You ready for bed?” You stood by the light switch and he immediately shook his head at you pouting. You chuckled at him and wrapped your arms around his waist hugging him.

“Smushhhh, I promise there’s nothing to be scared of. It’s just a movie. I wouldn’t let anything happen to you okay?” You looked up at him as he sighed and nodded his head.

“Can I be little spoon tonight?”

“Of course bub”

“And with the tv on”

“I suppose” you laughed at his content smile and guided him to the room where he would ofc be the little spoon and have the tv on.

I obviously don’t write so please be nice!!! I’m trying here and I hope you guys enjoy even though it’s probably bad 💀💀

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[astroluvr]

So there’s this interview where jack says he get emotional when he drinks sometimes and I was wondering if you could do a blurb of him getting in his feels while drunk. he starts telling the reader how much she mean to him and how he loves her (they recently started dating so it was the first ily). the readers gets a little upset bc she thinks he won’t remember in the morning but he does 🥹

thank u for ur request! i hope u enjoy!

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“This is the last time I-” Jack’s sentence stopped short with a hiccup as he leaned all of his weight and height into you. “The last time I get drunk. I swear.”

“I hope so.” you sighed, the very few shots you downed over the evening starting to waver off. “Jack, baby, I need you to just stand on your own for a moment.”

Dramatically, he stood from your side and fell back into the wall with a thump. His head leaned to the side as he shut them. You took a deep breath and fished the keys to his apartment from your purse. The moment you opened the door, you grabbed Jack by the thick fabric of his sweatshirt and inside.

Jack giggled softly and letting you push him to the bedroom. “You look fine as fuck, baby. Gonna let me-”

“No. You’re wasted out of your mind.” you lowered him to the bed and he pouted childishly. “Arms up.”

Jack grinned as he put his arms up for you, when you tried to lift the hem of his thick sweatshirt up, he wrapped his arms around you tightly. “Jack.”

“You’re such a perfect girlfriend. You bought me home after I’m wasted and you’re not mad.”

“A little mad.” you said, muffled by his shirt that was half-on and exposing the waistband of his boxers. “Jack.”

“I’m sorry, baby.” he loosened his hold on you and kissed your forehead.

You smiled softly at your boyfriend of four months before moving to untie his shoes and toss them somewhere in the closet with the rest of them. “God, your feet stink.”

“You take care of me so well, Y/N, I want to make you a mom. Not tonight, but y-you know. Some night.”

“Alright, Jack.” your heart rate picked up at the mention of children with him.

“I’ve said eight daughters, but I think four or five will do.”

“That’s a lot of daughters that you won’t be giving birth to.” you replied with a bit of snark and Jack chuckled when you went to pull down his pants.

“Well, I trust you with them. “You’re so nice and pretty and supportive. You’re the best thing to ever happen to me, baby.”

“I’m happy we’re together, too, Jack.” you kissed his shoulder before going to the bathroom to wet a towel and wash your face.

Jack grimaced at the feeling of the wet cloth that you dragged across his face and shoulders. “I love you.”

You tensed with the towel on his neck and stared into the bleary blue of his eyes. “Jack-”

“I love you so much, Y/N, you’re like my entire world. I can’t wait to spend... a long time with you.”

You nodded quickly and your hands began to sweat. “Lay down and I’ll be right back to go to bed with you, okay?”

“Okay. I love you, baby.” Jack said again softly and you plucked one of his shirts from the drawers. “Is that dress coming off of you? Let me take it-”

“Lay down.” you repeated, fighting the giggle that started to bubble in your throat despite your nerves.

When you got into Jack’s bathroom, you let out a breath. You didn’t really doubt that Jack’s words were genuine, but they were so soon and unexpected. You hadn’t been in enough relationships to navigate when the best time to say it was, but you doubted that it was in the middle of a drunk Saturday night. You changed out of your form-fitting dress and into Jack’s shirt and a pair of shorts.

When you returned to his bed, he had a soft smile on his face with one eye peeking open. “Hurry up.”

You rolled your eyes and slid into bed next to him. Regardless of the butterflies in your stomach, you wouldn’t ever resist lying next to Jack. Ever since the first night you slept over at his house, the nights that you two spent apart were next to unbearable. He wrapped two of his large arms around you, one under and around your waist and the other under your head.

“Good night, Jack.”

“I love you, beautiful girl.” he said again and you smiled softly instead of trying to escape his grasp just in case it was the last time you heard it.

The next morning, you were awake a little before Jack. Given that the two of you stayed out late the night before, it was more like you were awake before noon. After fixing Jack a glass of water and leaving an Ibuprofen on the nightstand next to it, you sat in the living room with an episode of Survivor on. You had no idea how Jack was able to get you wrapped into it like he did, but it worked.

You were about three episodes in and it was past noon when Jack finally trudged down the hall and into the living room. You grew a little nervous about seeing him, but the small smile that graced his face made you smile.

“Fuck, why’d you let me drink so much last night?”

“Do you even remember last night?” Jack gave a small smirk before joining you on the couch, laying his head in your lap and wrapping his arms around you.

“Thank you for looking out for me.”

“Of course. That’s my job.” you brushed your hand across his head full of curls.

The way Jack pressed his lips to your stomach and kissed it repeatedly made you think back to the night before. You moved your hand away from his hair and placed them on the couch beside you, swallowing thickly and avoiding his eyes.

“What happened?”

“I, um, I’m just- sorry.” you whispered and you hated yourself for the way you made the tension so obvious.

“No, what happened? You got weird all of a sudden.”

“I don’t know, Jack.”

“I’m sorry about last night.”

“Sorry about what from last night?” you raised your eyebrows at him in an effort to see if he would bring it up himself, but instead he just shrugged.

“I get sloppy when I’m drunk. I probably embarrassed you.”

“No. No, it wasn’t that.” you shook your head and leaned into the couch.

He didn’t remember what he said, which meant that maybe it wasn’t as genuine as he made it seem.

“Then what was it?” Jack lifted from your lap and stared you in the eyes. “I hate seeing you pout, so tell me what’s up.”

“You said that you love me last night.” you admitted, causing Jack’s eyes to widen. “Like, five times.”

“Oh.”

“A-and you were drunk and we haven’t been dating for that long, so I understand if you didn’t mean it. It’s no big deal and now that it’s off my chest, we can move on.” you tried to pull Jack back down to your lap and he just shook his head.

“I love you.” he said so calmly that it made you do a double take.

“Jack, what did you just-”

“Said I love you because I love you.”

“Just because I bought it up doesn’t mean that you have to say it, J. Like, I said, it’s no big deal.” you stammered out, still a little nervous about the words that had just come out of your boyfriend’s mouth.

“Y/N, I know that the way I said it last night isn’t the way you wanted to hear it, but it doesn’t change anything, baby.” your entire face softened at his delivery and he chuckled before grazing your cheek with his thumb. “You don’t have to say it back. I have really strong emotions sometimes, I know.”

“How long have you known?”

“Since that day I took you to a rib shack and you got barbecue sauce all over your face.”

You giggled and Jack smiled fondly at the memory. “That was our first date!”

“I’m aware. You’ve made my life better every day since you’ve come into it. How couldn’t I be so fucking in love with you?” he spoke sweetly and you smiled into the kiss you left on his lips.

“When you put it like that, Jack,” you wrapped your arms around him and kissed cheek with a big smile. “I love you, too.”

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[harlowcomehome]

jack and y/n having an argument and he makes her cry and then apologize and they start cuddling while he wipes her tears away. (so it's start off with an angst theme and ends with a blurb)

“Trust issues.”

A/N: Speaking from experience here, trust issues really do suck.

The door to the tour bus slammed shut and you opened it back up quickly, running inside following your clearly upset boyfriend. He had rushed to get away from you and had been giving you the silent treatment since he got out of sound check.

“Whats your issue? I didn’t do anything, why are you angry?” You were genuinely confused as to what Jack was even upset about, he wasn’t the best at communicating.

“How am I supposed to trust you? What are you hiding?” Jack huffed back, his face red with anger as he paced around the tour bus. Luckily for the both of you it was only you two on the bus.

He didn’t even give you time to respond.

“When did you change it Y/N?” Jack sat down in front of you with his hands clasped together in his lap.

“Change what?” You were actually confused but Jacks trust issues made him think you were trying to gaslight him.

“Don’t play stupid. Why did you change your phone password and not tell me? Thats mad suspicious.” Jack laughed sarcastically, clearly aggravated.

You couldn’t believe that all of this started because you changed your phone password, you weren’t trying to keep anything from him and he’d know that had he asked.

“Jackman, are you being serious?” You stared at him with a poker face, you were trying your best to stay calm but you only used his real name when you were upset, and it triggered him instantly.

“Oh! Okay, so it’s Jackman now. Cool. Cool. Cool.” He huffed as he stood up to leave.

“Fuck no” you ran to the front of the bus and blocked the door. “You aren’t walking away from me, you’ve been ignoring me all night.”

“Well it’s weird as fuck that you’d change the password to your phone” Jack shrugged “if you want to cheat on me you could be smarter about it.”

“Are you being serious right now?” Your voice broke.

You couldn’t believe what he was accusing you of, you’d never cheat on him, you’d never even think about it let alone actually do it. “I’d never do that to you, EVER.” You stressed the word ever and you could tell it was going in one ear and out the other, Jack wasn’t willing to hear anything right now.

“Can you move cheater? I need to go back out there before the show starts” Jack was clearly upset and didn’t care if he hurt you in the process but you still couldn’t believe that he convinced himself you cheated on him.

You started to cry and you noticed he was actually looking at you now “I just got my replacement phone remember? It comes with a password of 1234 and I just didn’t have time to change it yet.” You were fully sobbing now and Jack realized he had messed up but it was too late.

You moved out of the way of the door “have a good show” you mumbled as you headed back to your bunk, you didn’t have the energy to continue the conversation.

“Babe” Jack whispered and you waved him away, he felt a giant pit of guilt in his stomach but he had a job to do so he quietly shut the door to the tour bus and left.

After the show, Jack found you laying in your bunk just scrolling twitter. The rest of the team was packing up equipment while he tried to get you to talk to him. “Baby…” he whispered and you didn’t respond, your back was faced toward him but you scooted over so he could crawl in and lay beside you.

“I can’t believe you thought I would cheat on you” You whispered, trying to hold back your shaky voice but you were unsuccessful. You turned to face him “I would never hurt you like that, not ever. I’m not her.” You started to cry and Jack felt awful, his spit got thick as he tried to swallow at the mention of “her.” Any and all of his trust issues stemmed from his last relationship before you and he always swore he wouldn’t blame you for the things that she did to him but he found it hard to trust, especially being in the position he was in.

You weren’t famous, so he felt that you wouldn’t understand the lifestyle, resent him and leave. Thats what she did, and he realized he was trying to sabotage the relationship before he got hurt but in the process he realized just how much he hurt you.

“Baby” he cuddled into you “I know that, I know” he sighed. “I shouldn’t have accused you of cheating on me and I know that” he kissed your forehead.

“Then why do you jump to that conclusion every time we argue? I can’t keep defending myself over something I didn’t and wouldn’t ever do” you sniffled and Jack wiped away your tears.

“I promise you, I’ll do better” his voice trembled now.

“I love you and I would never hurt you, you know that right?” you looked him in the eyes as you reached out to wipe away a single tear from his cheek.

“I do, I love you too” he smiled sadly as his lips quivered now, it was then that you noticed he was crying even harder than he was the second before.

“Don’t cry baby, I’m not upset with you” you rubbed his back as you held him closer.

“I just feel like an asshole” he mumbled into the crook of your neck.

“We all have trust issues, you’re just working through yours” you kissed him softly as the door to the tour bus slammed shut and the bus filled with loud voices.

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[starry-hughes]

when you and jack start dating and hang around his family more and his love language being physical touch he always has his hand on your thigh or holding your hand etc you feel weird about at first until you see his mom and smiling seeing the two of you together it makes you so much more comfortable

ellen is so happy Jack found someone like you

#bf!jack

[sathena]

Hope

Jack Harlow angst

Your head was thumping, it felt like someone was playing drums as loud as they could.

At this point everything felt like muscle memory. Your hand was rustling through your bag, trying to find the small device. You didn't know what you were doing, a part of you didn't want to do it. But the alcohol screamed louder than your own thoughts.

Finally fishing out your phone, you scrolled through the contact list on it. Your eyes couldn't focus, you didn't even know if you were calling the right number, but when his cranky voice rang out, you knew you couldn't hang up now.

" Y/n?" On the other side of the city, Jack was confused. Why were you calling now? In the middle of the night, especially after you ignored every call and text he sent you.

He could hear many voices on the other line, some shitty music and kissing noises were thrown into the mix too.

" Jack, I hope you understand what you did, hurt me. If you are with that bitch right now I want you to tell her that when she's done with you, I'm not gonna take you back-"

" Baby, of course I'm not with her-"

" You don't get to pull this baby bullshit on me. You don't have those privilege's anymore." You sounded like you could cry any moment now. Your voice cracked in the middle of your sentence, you were broken. Completely and utterly shattered.

" Listen, just tell me where you are." Jack was ready to jump out of bed and come to your rescue. He didn't like the fact that you were probably alone somewhere, drunk and sad at the same time.

" Why do you care?" You raised your hand asking for another drink, the bartender placing another shot in front of you. " You didn't care where I was that night. So why fucking now?"

" I know that you're mad, ma. But for your own safety, please." It was quiet for a moment, and honestly he thought that you might have fallen asleep, but then the question he was wondering fell from your lips.

" Why did you do it, Jack?" It was simple, you almost sounded bored and tired while asking it. But it wasn't that at all. For weeks the wheels in your head couldn't stop spinning around those five words. At the start you blamed yourself. Maybe you were too boring, maybe there wasn't enough spice to your sex, he was away for months on end after all. He could have gotten bored of his own hand. But he could have talked to you. You both would have figured out what was wrong and could have solved it. Instead, he went out and got his dick wet the first chance he got.

" Look, we can talk about it in person. Tell me where you are, mama. I'll pick you up." Even in your intoxicated daze he sounded genuine. Your brain screamed at you to hang up, you knew you were gonna get caught up in his ways yet again, but your heart said otherwise. People always say to follow your heart, that there's nothing greater than love, but every time you open up that same love stabs you back. It already happened with Jack once, what if it happens again?

Either way you turned to the bartender, nearly shouting your question.

" What's the name of this bar?"

On the other side of the line Jack could hear murmuring, he was already dressed and ready to head out. Only grabbing his keys and waiting for you to answer.

" Some 'Soul Escape'." You slightly chuckled when you repeated the words. " Ironic, isn't it?"

" Stay where you are honey. I'm gonna be there."

It only took Jack a couple minutes to speed down the road, and when he pulled up, he saw you standing outside.

Your hair was a mess, makeup running down your face while you were shivering from the cool night air.

He opened the passenger side door, letting you climb inside before shutting them. He got back into his driver's seat, for a couple of seconds staring ahead of him before turning to you.

" Just drive me home." You said before he could even let out the smallest sound. You were tired, you wanted to sleep, you had no energy to talk.

The entire drive back was spent in silence. When you both finally pulled up, you quickly got out to turn back and look at Jack. With a small smile on your face you nodded in his way. " Thank you."

And just that small gesture made hope bloom inside his chest. Hope that he will hang on till the day he gets you back.

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