Magcon (Tumblr) Imagines

Jack Gilinsky

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You tap anxiously, waiting for him. Where the hell was he? Pulling small strands of hair from your head, you pull the bucket closer to you. Jack promised to mop the floor, but never got around to it.

Of course, it wasn't a big deal, but this has been going on for way too long. Jack always 'promised' to make you happy. You saw his car, the black Jeep that he was obsessed with, finally made it through the garage.
You hear the door fumble. Swinging it open, stood Jack, happy as ever as if he had no care in the world. You cross your arms furiously as he catches your eye. "Hey ba...oh god, what did I do now?"
"What didn't you do, Jack?" you roll your eyes pointing to the bucket, that was still filled with water. "Oh, fuck." He says remembering. He rubs the back of his neck as he walks towards you. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I promise I'll do it soon." He says touching your waist. He leans in for a kiss as you turn your head rejecting him. "Really?" he sighs looking at you. "You say you're going to do it every week, but you don't even think about it until I remind you." You say annoyed. "How many times do I have to say, I'm sorry?"
"I'm not buying it, Jack. Just do it already!" You say almost shouting. "You're taking it way too far, Y/N. You won't even kiss me." He says lightly lowering his eyebrows. You hated the look on his face, but you were too angry for his ways right now. "No cleaning, no kiss." You say half way grinning.
Jack groans, leaning onto the kitchen counter. "What if I made you do it?" he asks giving you that famous smile you loved. You turned your head to avoid it. "You're funny, now do it." You say pointing to it.
"Oh, assertive now? I could be assertive too." You watch as Jack smirks clutching onto the counter. His veins popped out of his hands which left you slightly dazed. "Jack, I'm being serious."
"No you're not."
"I will literally take that bucket and pour it all over you." You say pointing to it. Jack raises his eyebrows, chuckling. "I'd like to see you try, babe."
As the words hit, you went for it. You held the heavy pounds of water throwing it to his face. Of course, since he was taller than you, you reached to extend your arm, pouring the water all over his body. He shuts his eyes closed as he waits. "I can't believe you just." He says looking down to the floor.

You caught yourself smirking. "I warned you."
Jack steps his way through the wet floor as you watch him take off his shirt. You glare at the tanned abs he had. "Now, I'm all wet." He groans. "I'm not."
"Hey, babe. Let's start over." He smiles walking towards you. "No, no no." You giggle as you start to run away from him. He moves quickly with open arms as he finally catches you. You let out a scream as you feel his wet body against yours. "You made me wet, Jack!" you yell to him. (Not aware of what you just said).
"I know I do." You hear his voice whisper in your ear as you feel his arms wrapped around your waist. He spins you around as you meet his face. "I'll do it, I promise." He says, as you listen to the deepness of his voice. It sounded convincing, or at least you thought so.
"Promise?"
"Yes." He says smiling before cupping your face in his hands. He rubs his thumb against your cheek, pressing his lips against yours. Your fingers linger as you trail down his stomach, feeling the toned body he had. Finally reaching down, to his v-line, he smiles through the kiss. You open your mouth more for him, teasing him more and more. You finally decide to let go as he looks at you confused.
"Get to work." You smirk as you start to back away.
He glares at you blankly, expressionless. "Slave." You add jokingly.
You start to walk away into the dark hallway, as you hear him mumble something. "You'll be my slave tonight."
You turn your head peering back at him. "Oh, did you hear that?" He laughs. You nod your head as he smirks. "Good."

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