Shark Teeth (Jean Hobbs)

Chapter 7

Dean's POV

Daniel's face was as white as a sheet.

"Dean...I- Are you- Do you-" He couldn't bring himself to finish his sentence.

"Do you want me to go so you two can talk?" Jack asked, I nodded.

"If you don't mind." I said, Jack smiled softly and walked towards to door, muttering something to Daniel before he walked out, closing the door. I sat down on the edge of the bed, gesturing for Daniel to sit next to me.

"Dean, I-" He burst into tears.

"Shh, it's okay Dan..." I put an arm around his shoulders. He clung onto me, reminding me of the way he used to when we were little.

"H- How long?" He sniffed.

"2 weeks..." I said, expressionless.

"Why? Why d-do you do it?" I shook my head sadly.

"I wish I knew..." I lied, if he reacts this way to me self-harming, I'd hate to think what he'd be like if I told him about what James does. He started sobbing even more.

"P-Please don't d-do it again."

"I promise I'll try and stop." I sighed.

"You mean t-too much to me, please d-don't leave me. I-I wouldn't be able to live w-without you."

"I'm not going anywhere Dan. I promise."

He grabbed my arm and pulled my sleeve up, exposing the cuts. He traced his fingers over them slowly.

We sat in silence for a few minutes before there was a knock at the door. Jack walked in.

"Is everything okay?" He asked softly, I nodded. Daniel didn't move, he just sat there, still staring at my cuts.

"Should we just attempt to cook instead of going out?" Jack suggested.

"Are you sure that's a good idea? Remember the cake incident?" I smirked.

"It wasn't my fault! I thought the recipe said 8 eggs!"

"How do you even mess up that badly?" Daniel mumbled, managing a small smile.

"There was flour on the book!"

"Think logically though, 200 grams of flour and 8 eggs. Doesn't sound right does it?" I laughed.

"It wasn't that bad..."

"It literally turned into a giant omelette."

He shrugged

"Like I said, not my fault. Now do you want breakfast or not?"

"This isn't gonna end well."

He rolled his eyes and walked out of the room, gesturing for us to follow him.

"Are you okay now?" I whispered to Daniel, he nodded. We both stood up and walked downstairs, he was still holding on to my wrist. We walked into the kitchen to find Jack sieving flour into a bowl.

"Are pancakes okay?"

"Sure." I smiled. I walked over to the fridge and began getting the milk and eggs out.

"How many eggs does the recipe say?"

"4."

I smirked.

"Are you sure?"

He handed me his phone.

"See for yourself."

I started laughing. He looked at me, confused.

"What?"

"That's 4 teaspoons of oil for cooking them. It's 2 eggs."

I heard Daniel giggle behind me.

"It's an easy mistake!"

I rolled my eyes and grabbed 2 eggs, cracking them into the bowl. I threw an egg shell at Jack, catching him off guard.

"Catch!"

"Dean!" He squealed, quickly moving his hands and catching the shell. He placed it on the counter.

"You're dead." He smirked, grabbing a handful of flour and throwing it at me, it hit me directly in the face. Daniel took a few steps back. I dipped my fingers into the egg in the mixing bowl and smeared it across Jack's forehead. He threw another handful of flour at me before tackling me to the ground and climbing on top of me. I froze. Memories of James flooded my mind, the way he would sit on top of me like that whilst he hit me.

"We're even now. Okay?" He laughed, not noticing the terror in my eyes. I nodded.

He raised his hand up to his face to wipe the egg off, my arms instinctively shot up to try and protect myself from the punches that I thought were about to come. They never did. When I realised what I had done, I put my arms back down again to see a very confused Jack still sat on top of me. I looked over at Daniel, who looked more concerned than confused. I looked back at Jack, he was still staring at me.

"What?" I asked, even though it was pretty obvious why they were looking at me. Fuck. What if they figured it out?

"Did you think I was gonna hit you..?" He asked. I shrugged.

"Can we just make pancakes already? I'm hungry." I brushed it off.

"Uh... Sure." He said, standing up and offering me his hand to help me up, I accepted it and went back to making the pancake mixture. I could hear Jack whispering something to Daniel behind me but I couldn't make out the words, I decided to ignore it and busied myself with attempting to whisk the lumps out of the batter.

"You didn't do a very good job at sieving this." I laughed.

"How did you even manage to mess up sieving??" I heard Daniel ask.

"Are you challenging my sieving skills?"

"Maybe we are." I smirked. "This is about as mixed as it's gonna get..."

Jack poured the oil into a frying pan and placed it on the hob, we waited in an awkward silence for it to heat up before pouring the mixture into it.

"Can either of you guys actually flip pancakes?" I asked, they both shook their heads. I grabbed the frying pan and was about to flip it when I felt 2 arms snake themselves around my waist, I turned my head to see Jack stood directly behind me, with a stupid grin on his face. I raised my eyebrows at him but he said nothing, he just winked.

"It just looks like an awkward prom photo from my angle..." Daniel laughed, I giggled in response. I have this strange feeling in my stomach whenever I'm around Jack, but I can't quite put my finger on what it is, I'm sure I've felt it before. Oh well. After making way too many pancakes, we ate them in a comfortable silence, which was only interrupted by the occasional comment from me and Daniel about how we found a lump of flour in our pancake. After we'd finished eating, Daniel went upstairs to finish getting ready, leaving me and Jack alone together in the kitchen. He took a step closer to me.

"Dean, is there anything else bothering you?" He asked. I shook my head.

"You do realise you can tell me anything, right?"

I smiled.

"I know, thank you." I said, hugging him.

As we pulled away from the hug, he brushed a strand of hair out of my eyes, chuckling slightly.

"You still have flour in your hair."

"I hate you..." I giggled.

"Love you too." He said with a wink.