Jacob Black x Reader One Shots

My own "Magic Mike"

"(y, n), where are you going," Jacob asked me as I grabbed my purse off the coat rack on the way out the door.

"I'm just going to the movies with my girls," I winked with a smile. Jake, expertly jumping over the back of the couch in excitement, hurried over to grab his coat.

"Can I join," he asked enthusiastically. I giggled at his antics and shook my head, making a face at him. Pushing him back slightly with a finger to his chest, I smirked.

"By all means, that is if you want to sit threw 2 hours of Magic Mike XXL." His face scrunched up in discomfort and he slowly returned his jacket to its spot on the rack.

"Never mind then," he shifted awkwardly and scratched the back of his neck, avoiding my eyes. I laughed and pulled his face to mine for a fat kiss.
"See you later, hun. Love you." I called out as I drove off to pick up my friends.

After the Movie

"That was so hot," (friend) said as she strolled through my front door, haphazardly tossing her bag onto the kitchen table.

"I know right? Channing Tatum was just Oh my gosh," (2 friend) dramatically exclaimed fanning herself as she pretended to half faint. I laughed along and pulled out drinks from the fridge as they each found their spots in the kitchen.

"Hey (y, n)," Jacob poked his head around the corner and waltzes over, wrapping his arms around me and placing a sweet kiss on me neck. I instantly relaxed in his embrace.
"Hey Jake."

"Hey, no mush mush while we're here," (friend) joked, drawing a snort from (friend 2).

"Hey, why do you get such a great boyfriend? Can't you share," (2 friend) exclaimed with a grin. They each nursing their drinks as Jake and I stood by the counter. I hugged Jacob's head to my chest possessively and mock glared at them.
"Because. And no," I stuck my tongue out at them with a pout, Jake suddenly catching my lips in a passionate kiss, pulling my bottom lip into his mouth and sucking on it.

"Aaaaahhhhh," my friends squealed as we broke away. My face burned as I glarred at all parties in the room.

"You guys are too cute," (friend) gushed with a smile.

"I'm going upstairs, don't stay down here too long," Jacob mumbled into my hair then let me go and left the kitchen.

I grabbed a drink from the fridge and sat at the table.
"So," (friend) emphasized, making a "continue" hand motion as they both stared at me intently.

"So...what," I asked, faking innocence.

"What's the news about you and Jake," (2 friend) asked with a 'duh' expression. I rolled my eyes and pulled off the glove I had, not so discreetly, been wearing all night. They stared wide eyed at the simple but elegant silver band, decorated with three small rubies, adorning my left ring finger.

Their heads snapped up to me and squeals erupted from their throats simultaneously. They proceeded to tackle me. "OMG (y, n)," they exclaimed in unison.

"I know," I replied with a smug grin, all too content to finally tell them. They immediately started planing the decor and the setting and the dress and everything. I reveled in their excitement before glancing up at the clock on the wall. I signed in almost disappointment. It was getting late.

"Hey people, you'd better get going. It's almost 1 am," I told them, interrupting their argument over the main theme at my wedding. They both pouted but reluctantly hugged me goodbye, making me promise to let them help with the wedding.

Once they felt, I quickly showered and half sprinted up to my shared room, my hair still slightly wet and barely regaining my composure before softly pushing in the door. Jacob sat at the desk, chair facing the door and body slumped in relaxation, absentmindedly carving into a piece of wood. I smiled, cheeks burning with glee from the night's events and the possibility of future endeavors. I tried to sooth my racing heartbeat as I settled in the bed and grabbed for my book off of the nightstand.

"(y, n)," Jake called out softly, playful eyes glancing up at me from the unfinished sculpture.

"Hmm," I replied quietly, still unable to hide my smile.

"Did you enjoy the movie," he asked with a tentative smirk. I buried my face in my book, trying, and miserably failing, to act nonchalantly.

"Yes but I don't think it was necessary," I replied matter-of-factly.

"How so," he asked, slightly confused but with a hint of mischief in his tone.

"Because, I don't need some glitter covered strippers to be happy. I have you," I smirked, bringing my book over my nose and wiggling my eyebrows at him.
Jake set his project down and slowly crawled into the bed and over to me, taking the book from my hands and setting it on the nightstand.

"Really," Jake asked rhetorically, a twinkle in his eyes as he slowly pulled the covers from my body, exaggerating every motion as he moved to hover over me. I bit my lip, nodded, and scooted lower on the bed, cheeks flushed.

"Alright then, I'll show you magic," he growled, burying his face in my neck.

"Come at me, Magic Jake."

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Soooo here's the remade version. If y'all still want a smut for this, let me know. I don't mind adding it on as a separate chapter, where I can add all the warnings and stuuf, yeah. Like/comment/tell me what you think, I'll actually see it and reply this time 😅😂