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156. Jake Gyllenhaal | I Don't Want you to

By : as-far-as-life-gets | Tumblr

Can you do a jake gyllenhaal one where he misses reader and hasn't had time to see her bc of work and she thinks he doesn't care for her. The ending can be really fluffy tho

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Dating an actor isn't always as it seems, it's not all glam and vacations. There's so much more that people don't talk about. It's definitely different from person to person, for you the hardest thing was the distance. The distance was one of the worst thing you had to deal with, Jake has been your boyfriend for around a year and a half, he's been away for filming for a couple of months. You knew it was inevitable, for him to be away for a while. Yet here you found yourself crying yourself to sleep on some nights only because he hadn't called you or you haven't heard from him in a few days, no matter how pathetic it sounds. And who could blame you, Jake is definitely a good looking man and he could have any woman he wanted, so what's stopping him from fining someone better than you, someone prettier, someone more successful someone else.

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Jake had just finished a seven hour shooting, and he was smashed, all he wanted to do was just go to bed. He hated time difference, he's been having all day shooting making it impossible for him to call you. He'd always finish when was well past the time you usually went to bed. Texting wasn't enough anymore, he craved your presence deeply, he had a feeling that this will affect you more thought. You weren't used to dating someone who leaves for a long while without seeing or calling. It was a big change for you and he knew it, he tried to coordinate a time where you'd come and visit him on set, but with your busy work schedule it seemed almost impossible.

The last thing Jake thought about before going to bed was you, and how much he missed you. He hadn't been able to get a hold of you in a while, and the distance was killing him. All he wanted was a few days of so he would be able to go and see you. So when a sudden accident happened that paused production for a week, he couldn't happen but be silently happy, he knew that that may sound twisted but he couldn't help it. He booked the first flight home he could find, and went on the long plane ride. It was tiring for sure, but it was all worth it in his mind, as long as he saw you. He couldn't help but smile when he thought about surprising you. His flight thankfully ended in the right time, as you'd just finished work and were relaxing at your apartment. You and Jake have talked about moving in together, but he left to film before any big decisions could be made.

Jake reached the familiar apartment complex, he thanked the taxi driver, paid him and rolled his small suit case in the building, the door man greeting him and opening the door for him. Jake made his way to the elevator and pressed the up button, the doors opened instantly and he pressed the floor number he pressed so many times before. Jake was very nervous to say the least.

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You were in your comfy clothes, your TV was on and you had a movie playing with a bottle of wine open and a wine glass beside it. You also had a few snacks to munch on while you lazed around, having nothing to do. You couldn't focus, your mind keep wondering to Jake, where he was? What he was doing? Is he missing you like you're missing him? Did he find someone else? Did he even think about you anymore? All those questions were killing you, but no matter how hard you tried to push them away you just couldn't help it. You never thought about a man as much as you thought about Jake, you had no idea if it was because you've never been in a relationship or was it because you loved him. Sadly you did not have the answer, and no matter what you just couldn't help but think about him.

You were so into your thoughts that when the doorbell rang you couldn't help but be startled, you almost let out a scream but you managed to keep it in. You were confused, who was it? You're not expecting anyone. You made you way to the door, and looked through the peephole, and saw more than surprised when you saw the man you were just thinking about standing behind that closed door between the two of you. You opened the door, not knowing what to do or say.

"Hey! Surprise." Jake said exited, but when he saw your face, his happiness was replaced by concern and fear. "Uh, hey?"

"Hey, Jake." You said hugging yourself. "What are you doing here?"

"I have a week off, so I decided to some and surprise you." Jake stated, confused, his eyebrows furrowed. "But you don't seem that exited to see me."

"No it's not that." You said shaking your head. "Why uh, why don't you come in?"

"Thanks." Jake said and walked in your apartment and sat his suit case beside the door, you closed the door and walked to your living room, with Jake following you. You both sat down on either ends of the same couch. "What's going on? Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, it's just you've been gone a while now." You said, looking at your fingers as you played with them, for some reason all you wanted to do now, it curl up in a ball, hide yourself from the world and cry. "And we haven't been talking much."

"Yeah, I know, I'm so sorry about that." Jake said. "It's just I've been busy with filming, and I barely had time to do anything at all, I told you it would be rough before I left."

"I know you did, but I just never thought it would be so hard." You said sneaking a glance at Jake before looking around your living room. "And I just... it's silly."

"Just tell me (y/n)." Jake moved so he was right next to you, he took your right hand in both of his, engulfing (ß never used this word before) it in his larger ones. You looked up at him, your (e/c) eyes meeting his blue ones. You could see so much from his eyes, you were good at that, understanding people from just their eyes. "Please."

You sighed before you decided to tell him anyway.

"Well you see, I just thought that you, that you weren't interested in me anymore." You said lowly, you wondered how he even heard you, yet he did and was hanging on to your every word. "I thought that maybe you found someone else and that you didn't like me anymore."

"(y/n), I don't like you! I fucking love you!" Jake exclaimed, your heart just skipped a beat at his words, your eyes light up and Jake could pick on the positive change in you. "I know it's hard believe me I know, it was really hard for me too, I was thinking about you all the time, and how I couldn't see you, talk to you, just cuddle you or anything else. You mean so much to me, and the distance was hard for me too, but if we're going to be together we'll have to work on this, so will you work with me on this thing we call a relationship?"

"I will, and I missed you Jake." You said with a smile, and hugged the man in front of you. You missed his warmth, his scent, his arms holding you, you simply missed everything about him. "I really did."

"I know baby, I know." Jake kissed your cheek, then your nose, your forehead, before he was attacking you with kisses all over your face, landing a couple on your lips as well. You kept giggling, as he kissed you, you leaned back trying to escape but only leaned on the arm rest of the couch, making him lean on top of you, trapping you between his body and the couch. His hands were on your waist, holding you still.

"Jake! Jake! I have something to tell you!" You managed to shout, making him stop. His face was very close to yours, you could see every detail in his eyes. "Hi."

"Hi." Jake said, and raised his eyebrows in amusement. "What did you want to say? Surely it's not just 'Hi'."

"I love you." You breathed out, making Jake grin. He then kissed you smack on the lips, again your heart seemed to skip a beat. He'll end up killing you by this rate.

"It's feels amazing, to hear you say it." Jake said against your lips.

"What? I love you?" You teased him as you snuggled up to him. "Because I love you, I love you so much. I love you Jake. I love you, I love you, I LOVE YOU!"

"And I'll never get tired of hearing you say it." Jake said and couldn't remove the smile of his face, even if he tried, which he didn't. "I love you so much (y/n), so fucking much."

"I'm not letting you leave." You said and wrapped all your limps around him.

"And I don't want you to."