Supernatural x Male One-Shots

Jack Fluff Minis (Mostly cuddles)

Word Count: 1,383

*Your POV* 

Jack always had trouble understanding human things. Human emotions were always a big one. So, when he started experiencing them stronger than he had before, it was almost torture for the boys and me. Lights were constantly flickering, random loud groaning, electronics constantly turning on and off, those sorts of things. 

"Jack, I need to do research! Please leave my computer alone!" Sam was yelling as he turned his computer back on for about the fourth time. Dean just laughed as he flipped the page in his book. 

"Dean, be quiet." Sammy seemed happy that I took his side right before Jack walked into the room. Sam's smile quickly turned into a grimace as his computer shut off once again. This time though, he simply gave up and closed it with a sigh.

"I don't know how to stop it, Sam!" Jack was pacing along the wall, probably spiraling into a panic attack by the looks of things. "Jack, sweetheart, come here" I pushed my chair back from the table and patted my leg.  

He looked at me for a second before finally walking over and sitting in my lap. He was facing my chest and wrapped his arms around me. Everything seemed to calm down as soon as he did. The lights stopped flickering; electronics finally worked properly. 

Sammy opened his computer back up and got back to work while I put my book down so I could slowly rub up and down his back. His breathing slowed back down as his muscles relaxed. Normally he wouldn't want to seem this vulnerable in front of the brothers.

Something about his emotions going out of control made him not care right now though. Cuddling was one of the things that I had to explain to Jack after he had seen it in movies. Surprisingly, he had taken to it quite a lot, especially if he was having a bad day like today. 

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Jack's emotions were acting up again today and same as before, he wasn't dealing with them very well. "How do you guys do this every day?!" He had stormed into my room while I was working on a project of my own. 

I guessed he was experiencing something like stress, sadness, fear, normal emotions for someone in this line of work. "Oh yeah~? And what exactly would that be~?" I didn't even look up or turn to face him. 

I heard him walk over behind me and felt him wrap his arms around my shoulders. "Jack- I need to work on this." He sighed in my ear, "I want nothing more than to hold you though." I could only watch as my computer screen went black in front of me. 

"Jack-!" His grip on me tightened and I guess I should have expected something like this when dating a Nephilim; Lucifer's son at that. "Fine." I pushed away from my small desk. Jack immediately picked me up from behind and carried me over to my bed. 

He held me tightly against him and flopped onto the bed on his back. I could only smile as he rolled over onto his side, setting me down next to him. His arms never let go of me though and showing no sign of doing so anytime soon.

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After I had twisted my ankle pretty bad while we were out fighting a wendigo, the boys had taken Jack out on a mission and left me at the bunker to heal. They had managed to find some crutches in the storage rooms and set them to fit my height.

It had taken some convincing to get Jack to just leave me here and to go with the boys. But eventually they did with the promise that I would be safer here. It had also taken some convincing for him to not just heal me with his grace due to the fact that my body might stop trying to fix itself if something happens and he would always heal every little thing. 

After about two days of them being gone, I had started to really miss Jack. Before I went to make lunch, I headed off to his room that he rarely ever spent time in anymore. Usually, he would stay in my room with me rather than stay by himself. 

Typically, he used his room simply for storage of his things, like his clothes. It took me a bit to fight through the doors because my crutches kept getting in the way. I finally did and went straight for his closet. I grabbed one of his shirts that he had worn not long before he left and sat down on his bed.

From here I changed into it before standing back up and taking my original shirt with me to the kitchen. Here I simply made a sandwich and took it back to my room with me to eat it. 

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I heard the main door open and shut signaling that the three of my boys were home. I quickly climbed out of my bed and hobbled on my crutches as quickly as I could out into the main area. When I finally got within view, the first thing I saw was Jack sprinting down the steps right towards me. 

I didn't have much time to react before I was tackled to the ground. Jack's arms were wrapped tightly around me and prevented me from moving. "Don't hurt him even further Jack, we still need him for hunts you know." Sam's voice called out after the one holding me down.

 I couldn't be mad at him though; I unhooked my arms from the crutches and reciprocated his hug. "I missed you too sweetheart." Sam and Dean finished coming down the stairway and set their bags on the table.

Dean was the first to want past, "Alright lovebirds. I'm hungry, scootch out the way." Despite his sentence, he was careful to go through without stepping on either of us and went to what I presumed was the kitchen. 

"Seriously though, you guys should move. Take him somewhere he can sit properly, Jack." Sam was also starting to want through by the tone of his voice, but also knew that this wasn't the best place for me while still injured. 

"Okay Sam" Jack got up before reaching back down and picking me up from where I had sat up. "Jack!" Sometimes I forgot that he's a lot stronger than he looks. I wrapped my arms around him to help steady myself even though he didn't really need the help. 

"What about my crutches?" I could only glance back at the pieces of wood on the ground as we walked away from them and towards my room. "I can grab them later. Right now, I need the cuddles that I've been missing ever since we left."

I could only chuckle quietly since I too had been disappointed about having to sleep by myself every night. He was quick to get to my room and set me on the bed carefully. "You know, at this point, you might as well move your stuff in here and call this our room." 

He went around to the other side of the bed and laid down next to me, "You mean it?" I smiled as he pulled me in close against him with his arms securely around me. "Mhm" I slid my arms under his to wrap around his waist. 

"Well, I wasn't going to mention it. But while we're on the topic. I noticed you took a venture to my room and took something from it." I was genuinely confused by not remembering going into his room let alone taking anything. 

He noticed the look on my face and pulled gently on the shirt I'm wearing. Then it hit me, "Geez...I must have been sleeping worse than I thought without you here...Yeah, I went and took one of your shirts that smelled like you." 

He laughed gently but mostly seemed concerned, "I have no problem with it, honestly. But let's not worry about too much until after you've gotten some sleep." One of his hands was rubbing gently up and down my back, encouraging me to sleep. I could only smile at my luck and relax into his touch.