Jack Dawkins One Shots

Book Dragon

Could you do one where they meet in a library? Idk what would happen but I think it would be cool. Btw I love your writing and this whole book! ❤️

I smiled humming my little tune as I danced around between the shelves and tables. My little green plaid dress and its cotton petticoats twirled around me as I spun my body taking little steps. My plait often whipped around and hit my back, my steps the only sound on the wooden floor, with my fabric swishes, and the soft fire sounds, the little lights flickering away without sound but causing sweet shadows on the walls and floor. Books in my hands as I slowly returned the various volumes to their little homes. Somehow I had missed the bell on the door as when I looked across the library I saw a man.

I jumped and dropped my last three books which sent them with a tumble to the floor with a clatter and a bang, 

He stood in the doorway, a pair of brown dusty shoes, a pair of slightly plaid brown trousers long washed out, a washy white shirt almost grey, a blue textured waistcoat, a small blue tie to almost match tucked into it, a deep purple jacket with some small patterning, and a black velvet hat. He was smiling at me, clearly he had been watching me for a while now. 

"Ohh! Do excuse me, sir. I didn't hear you come in." I said, I moved to my knees and began to gather up the books I dropped, I checked each as I picked it up. 

"It's alright, No harm done." He said, "You were busy,"

"I am sorry, How can I help?" I asked as I got back to my feet and headed out into the corridor and to the library desk. I set my books down and adjusted a pencil that had rolled out its line. 

"Uhh where's Peter?" he asked, He came over to the desk,

"My father has taken leave in bed. He's not feeling well."

"Oh, sorry to hear that. You must be Y/n then?"

"That I am sir." I smiled, 

He offered his hand and I blushed, I handed mine over and he gave my bare skin a soft kiss, "Pleasure to meet you Miss Y/l/n, May I call you Y/n?"

"You may," I blushed, "And you are?"

"Dr Dawkins, Jack. as we are being informal."

"Oh, Yes. Jack. Lovely to meet you." I blushed, "Now is there anything I could help you with?"

"Yes, I asked your father to put aside a book for me do you happen to know anything about that?"

"Humm one moment," I said checking my father's chaotic notes, he had said nothing to me or in his notes about leaving any books but he had a habit of this, so I began to check the usual office places he had habits of leaving books. "Do you know the name by any chance?" 

"Of the book?"

"Yes,"

"Uhh... London medical... something or other."

"The London Medical advancement letters?"

"Yes! That's the one."

"Ahh Yes." I smiled as I scampered off to the nonfiction room and grabbed the book from the top of the mantle, 

"You read it?"

"No, but I saw it earlier, father has a habit of putting books down to hold them and then forgets where he put them." I laughed as I brought the book back, "Here you go."

"Thank you very much," he smiled, 

"Dr Dawkins..." I muttered flipping through the file cabinet, "Here we are, and you're borrowing The London Medical Advancement letters." I said making a note on the file, "Ohh... It appears I can't let you take it."