Jack Dawkins One Shots

my mistake to make

I smiled so widely as I lay wrapped up in my sheets, the cotton covers around me tightly. My head sweetly rested on Jack's warm chest, He had been here all night as usual and we had spent most of the night not slept in the throws of ecstasy between my sheets. 

I sighed a moment my fingers stroked his stomach, 

"You alright?" he asked his hand plaid with my hair, 

"Ummm, Perfect." I cooed, 

"You always get so... blissful after."

"I can't help it, I feel so blissful and joyous having spent so long with my mind reaching the stars" I giggled as I leant up and kissed his soft lips, He kissed back and tightened his arms around me, our kisses so long and passionate I high expected him to shift his weight across the bed and move back on top of me again, 

But suddenly my bedroom door opened and my mother marched in, Immediately I grabbed the sheets to try and cover us both better as we tried to conceal ourselves and what we had been doing. 

"Y/N!" She yelled in shock,

"...Hi Mother." I gulped, 

Her face read of utter disgust and rage as she returned to the door, "Doctor Dawkins, please follow me to the office." She demanded, she shut my door and waited outside it for him,

 "Holy Hell... were in trouble," I gulped,

"So much trouble." He gulped too, He climbed out of bed and got himself dressed again,

"Jack, I don't think going down there is a good idea," I told him as I took his hand, 

"I know pet, but I don't really have a choice, do I?" he sighed, "I'll be back as soon as I can I promise," he reassured me as he kissed my forehead, 

"Just... be careful." 

"I will do," he nodded before going out to meet with my mother, who led him down to the office. 

I sat on my bed fearful and nervous, I could only imagine the things that would be said. I felt so guilty that Jack was to take the fall for this when I was as much to blame as him, but at the same time what did my mother expect? we are engaged! And she was fine with him sometimes staying the night... Yes granted she thought he slept on the window seat bed but that's not the point! Come on my mother was young once surely she knew... right? She must have known that 'yes he's sleeping in my room by on the window seat bed' really meant 'yes he's sleeping in my bed', we have been engaged for six months now surely she's not foolish enough to think all that time every time Jack's visited he's staid on the window seat? Isn't it obvious that even a few times he'd come and sneak into my bed for a nice morning cuddle? Then again I imagine it's not the cuddling she has the objection to... I imagine it's Jack's pants or lack thereof. 

I couldn't wait up here the tension was killing me, so I slipped on my nightie and scampered down as quietly as I could to the office, the door open a crack for me to listen. 

"How dare you!"

"I was just-"

"Do you have no respect for this family! for me! for my daughter!"

"You don't understand it wasn't-"

"I shall see to it your job at the hospital is removed immediately"

"No! Please you can't!"

"I can, I will have the prof fire you this instant! You're employment your benefits your pay all of it I shall remove." 

"Please just let me explain-"

"I do not want to hear your excuses! I shall send word to Prof immediately to empty your room onto the street!"