Shark Teeth (Jean Hobbs)

Chapter 16

Jack's POV

It was the day after Dean had got back from the hospital and I couldn't help but notice how... different... he was. He literally never leaves my side, which I suppose is good seeing as I can make sure he doesn't hurt himself. I'm just worried about why he's doing it. Did something happen in the hospital to make him like this? Did James do something to him when we weren't there that night?

I looked over at him lying next to me in my bed, his arms wrapped loosely around my waist. He looked so cute. My heart almost shattered when I realised that I'd never be with him. I'd never be able to call him my boyfriend. I'd never be able to kiss him. I felt tears running down my cheeks, I quickly wiped them away. I sighed, wrapping my arms around Dean's small frame, causing him to stir in his sleep.

"Morning Jack..." He groaned.

"Morning Deany Bear." I giggled. His eyes widened.

"You're not gonna start calling me that too are you? I hate it so much."

"Come on, I think it's cute."

He rolled his eyes, removing his arms from around my waist. I quickly grabbed them and placed them back, he looked at me, confused for a second before relaxing again.

"Can we just stay like this all day?" He smiled.

"I wish we could..."

The door suddenly flung open and Daniel appeared, looking scared.

"Daniel, I swear to God if you do that one more time..."

"I'm not even sorry." He smirked. "I have a date later, what the fuck do I wear?"

"You're seriously asking us for fashion advice?" I said, raising my eyebrows.

"Who else can I ask?"

I sighed.

"Give me five minutes, I'll pick something out for you."

"Thanks Jack! You're a lifesaver!" He smiled.

"No problem."

He walked out the room, slamming the door behind him. I groaned at the loud noise.

"You okay?" Dean asked.

I nodded.

"I'll be back in a minute, I'll go sort something out for him."

"No! Stay here with me forever!" He giggled, hugging me tighter.

"Do you remember what I do to get out of situations like this?" I asked him, raising an eyebrow.

"Wait... Jack, no!"

I smirked before licking his cheek, making him squeal.

"Ew! Jack!"

"I'm not even sorry." I laughed, standing up. "I promise I'll be back in a minute."

I quickly ran into Daniel's room to see his clothes laid out on the bed, he was nowhere to be seen. I assumed he was in the shower. I looked through his clothes before picking out a red and black flannel shirt with black jeans. I realised that I had no idea what he was actually doing on his date so they seemed like the best option.

I walked back into my room to see Dean sat on the bed, a blade in his hand.

Blood was running down his arm.

"Dean..?"

He snapped his head around to look at me.

"Shit! I-I'm sorry! I just-"