Jack Harlow Imagines

Met Gala 2024

Jack X Urban's little sister reader AU

You had no idea when you started posting random videos on Youtube years ago when you were bored on tour with your brother and Jack would lead to you hosting Vogue's Met Gala interviews, but here you were getting ready to host for the fourth Met Gala in a row. To be fair, the first year the person who was supposed to do it, dropped at the last minute.

People loved the sneak peeks they got into your, Jack's, and Urban's lives through your videos, and they also loved your personality and how you interviewed celebrities. People liked your interviews with Jack though. Your first Met Gala, Jack didn't attend. The second Met Gala is when that interview happened. You and Jack weren't dating during the interview that went viral, but you both knew how you felt about each other. You just hadn't told each other yet. You started dating shortly after, and here you two were 2 years later.

You were getting your hair and makeup done on one side of the hotel room, Jack was lying on the bed, eating some grapes you had left over from breakfast. You looked in the reflection of the mirror, seeing Jack holding a grape, looking at you and then at the grape repeatedly.

"I swear if you throw that grape at me," You said, and Jack ate the grape.

"I'm bored," Jack complained.

"Go bother Urban, he should be awake by now," You said, and Jack sighed. "J, I'm going to be here for a while, just go hang out with Urban, and I'll text you when I'm done,"

"Okay," Jack said, standing up and walking over to kiss you, "I love you."

"Love you too," You said, Jack started to walk out of the room. "I swear, marrying your brother's best friend is like marrying that annoying slightly older boy who's always around for some reason," You joked to your hairstylist and makeup artist.

"Hey, I heard that," Jack pretended to be offended.

"I meant for you too," You joked as Jack walked out of the room.

A little while later, you were done with your hair and makeup and Jack and Urban had made their way back to the room. You had about 30 minutes before you and Jack had to start getting dressed, so you were all just hanging out in the meantime.

"Do you still want to go to that after-party?" Jack asked you.

"I mean, I wouldn't be against just coming back to the hotel, but if you want to go we can," You said, laying your head on his shoulder, being careful not to mess up your hair or makeup.

"It's up to you, we can wait and decide after, I know Neelam told them we were going, but I told them that we might not make it."

"Don't you guys always go to the after-parties?" Urban asked.

"Yeah, but we're just, uh, not really feeling it this year," You said.

"I swear, you two got married and you two got boring," Urban teased.

"You never even liked it when I went to the same parties as you."

"Yeah, but now you're older, and I guess kind of cool sometimes."

"Sometimes?" You asked, pretending to be shocked, and Urban laughed.

"Hey, you're still my little sister, you're still annoying sometimes." You reached over and stole a french fry from Urban's plate. "Like when you do that," Urban said and you laughed.

Once it was time for you to get dressed, you and Jack were led to separate rooms and helped into your outfits. Jack in his light gray pants and white suit top, he hadn't put his suit jacket on yet and you in your brown sheer dress. You weren't walking the carpet together, but you still wanted to get ready together. You were getting your hair and makeup touched up, about to leave.

"Are you doing any interviews?" You asked Jack, and he shook his head.

"No, but I'll come see you," Jack said, wrapping his arms around you as your hair and makeup artists stepped away.

"Good, because interviewing my husband is a little awkward, but I'd be sad if you didn't at least come say hi," You said and Jack laughed.

"Well, before you go, I think you look beautiful," Jack said, resting his hands on your lower back, and pulling you closer to him.

"Thank you," You smiled, kissing Jack softly.

An hour and a half later, you saw Jack out of the corner of your eye walking down the carpet, stopping periodically as the photographers took pictures of him. You smiled to yourself as you watched your husband. Your eyes met and you felt butterflies, it was crazy that even though you were married, he still made you feel the same way he made you feel when you just had a little crush on him.

Jack made his way down the carpet as your producer got your attention, she was explaining something as Jack walked up behind you, pulling you into a side hug.

"Hi, I've missed you," Jack smiled as you turned towards him, pulling him into a proper hug.

"I've missed you too, you look great," You said, straightening the flower pin on his jacket as you pulled away.

"You look great as well, how's it going?" Jack asked, you placed the microphones down.

"Good, but better now that you're here."

"Oh and you say I'm cheesy," Jack teased, making you laugh. Your producer interrupted your moment, letting you know that you were supposed to interview the next celebrity approaching. "I'll quit distracting you."

"Okay, I'll see you inside. Don't have too much fun without me."

"I won't, but we'll have fun when we get back to the hotel," Jack laughed as you hid your face in his chest.

"You're so lucky that I love you," You teased.

"You're the one who agreed to marry me," Jack joked.

"I love you, I'll see you inside," You said, kissing Jack softly.

"I love you too," Jack said, letting his hand linger on your waist as long as it could as he walked away.