Jack Dawkins One Shots

As Sweet As Honey

(OC) - Y/n [Pale Skin - Tight curls - freckles] 

Warning - Self Harm Scars! 

I woke to the sounds of the birds outside my window, all of them singing and screaming in the morning light, but I didn't feel like getting up just yet. I didn't have to head to the hospital today so I wanted to just lay in my cosy bed for a little longer. But I perked up hearing the tiny tender sounds that made me smile so widely,

Y/n climbs the wooden stairs of my small port victory cottage, doing her best not to let the stairs creek under the weight of her steps, she walks silently down the hall. Her little black boots don't make a sound on the wooden floor boards, When reaching my bedroom, does her best to keep quiet as she pushes open the door. She made sure to keep quiet as she pushed open the door making sure it didn't whine.

I kept my covers close enough to cover me and pretended I was still asleep, even if I could see her through my barely opened eye, she was dressed in her sage green linen pinafore dress slightly swished but it barely made a sound at all from all the cream petticoats under it, most of the dress covered by cotton apron in a similar sage green colour with small flowers embroidered on it, Her tight curls were pulled back with a large green bow.

Y/n approaches my bed sheepishly, fiddling with her fingers still nervous about waking me even though she'd been my maid since I moved into the cottage which was almost three years ago, but still, she gets nervous and a few times she opens her mouth but finds no words leave her. It took her a few attempts before she finally spoke, "Doctor Dawkins?" She asked barely a whisper "Doctor Dawkins?"

"Mmmmm... morning, Y/n..." I grumble pushing back my covers to look at her, faking that I had just woken up, "Hey. Can you get me a glass of water? ... and a cup of coffee, please?"

She nodded silently and rushed off as quietly as a mouse, heading down to the kitchen but she soon returned with a cup of coffee and a tall glass of water both she held out,

I sit up and grab the cups from Y/n before gulping down the water, then I take a slow sip of the coffee and let out a refreshed sigh. "Where would I be without you?" I chuckle. My eyes wander over Y/n's face, I notice the shy expression her face is taking and my laughter fades. "You alright, Y/n?" I ask gently, my voice sounding more concerned than anything.

She nodded fiddling with her fingers again,

I pat the side of my bed. "Come sit." I invite. "If something's bothering you, you know you can tell me. I care about you, Y/n..."

"I'm fine" she answered sitting her hip on the side of my bed taking up as little space as she physically could before she'd fall off, still fiddling with her fingers and I noticed her cuticles bleeding a little where she had been picking at them as she fiddles, I gently reach out and hold both of her hands in mine. To be honest, I've never taken the time to notice how small her hands are compared to mine, "You're bleeding, Y/n..." I murmur, before gently lifting her hands to examine them. "Are you sure you're okay?" I ask, my eyes still on her hands, I gently run my thumbs over her hands and my touch only makes the pain feel more real.

She only sat silently,

I let out a sigh. "I want you to promise me you'll take some time for yourself today. Okay?" I look up into Y/n's eyes, my gaze holding kindness and concern.

She nodded without a word but this was normal for Y/n she was a very shy thing still she was so shy around me that you'd think we barely knew each other. I suppose I found it a little sweet that she was so quiet and shy even if I did worry about whatever was going on in that head of hers.

I keep her hands in mine, my thumb gently rubbing over the back of hers. My eyes wander over her and suddenly I noticed how her little green bow makes her look even more cute. ...cute?? Did I just think about calling Y/n cute? Suddenly I realised how long I'd been staring at Y/n, and I let go of her hands and leaned back awkwardly. "Right, you're uh... free to go, Y/n. Sorry for keeping you longer than usual..." I murmur as I try to gather my racing thoughts. I'm not meant to be thinking like this about her... she's just my maid after all. Nothing more.