Jack Barakat Imagines

Cologne

Hey if you don't mind writing some smut, can you please do a Jack Barakat imagine where one of your kinks is cologne and one night he sprays too much on himself and it really turns you on. I know it sounds really weird but I like the smell of cologne, haha. Thank you I really love your writing and I knew if I asked you it will turn out great! Thank you so much love!

AN Aww asks like these make me so emotional, I love you guys <333 So it's five in the morning on New Years Day, I passed out around three or so, and now it's five, and I'm too awake to go back to sleep, so the first posts to my blog will be these imagines I've written for you. I really hope you guys like them, and whether or not 2015 was kind to you, at least you made it through. So let's hope 2016 is all and well, and here's to the memories they will bring <3 Happy New Year my lovelies xx

Warning: kinky smut lol

Your POV

I was getting ready for my blind date with this guy named Jack. My friend Alex had set it up, and after weeks of me complaining that I wasn't in a relationship, he shut me up by forcing me to go on this thing. He showed me a picture of this guy, and yeah, he was attractive, but was that something I wanted to get invested in?

And what was I supposed to wear? How was I supposed to dress? Alex didn't even tell me where we were going. All he said was "dress comfy." Thanks Mr. Blueberry, that helps my situation a lot.

I was searching through my wardrobe thinking of absolutely anything to wear, and by this time I was getting frantic. What kind of perfume did he like, how much make up should I wear, how tall is he? Should I wear heels or flats? How fancy should I go? With millions of questions racing through my head, I heard my phone let out a ringtone telling me I had a text message.

Too freaked out to even think about what to wear, I went to my phone. I had a text message from an unknown number. Ready yet? he asked me. I could only assume it was Jack. I sent him a quick reply saying not even close and before too long there was a knock at my door. Probably Jack.

I ran to answer it, worried that he'd hate me for being late. I opened the door, and his jaw dropped, I couldn't figure out why. But it was actually me who should drop my jaw because this guy was beyond gorgeous. He had a blonde streak through his hair, dark brown eyes, and was tall and lanky, but looked surprisingly good at cuddling. He was everything Alex told me he'd be and more.

"What are you staring at?" I asked him, frozen at the door. He walked in and closed my door behind me.

"That's a nice outfit you've got on," he told me, and holy shit his voice was able to make me putty in his hands. I about died. That's how beautiful this man was. And then I actually heard what he said. Outfit? I hadn't even decided what to- oh. Shit.

I looked down at myself and sure enough I had met this guy in my fucking underwear, at least it was cute, but oh my god. "Oh fuck me," I said absentmindedly. I turned around to go back to my room, but I could've sworn I heard him say "Gladly." Because if he did, then hot damn this guy is way too good for me.

I ran to my room and started looking for more things to wear. "You can come in if you'd like," I called out to him. "I mean you've already seen me in my underwear, what's the worst that can happen."

I was in the middle of looking for things to wear, when I saw him leaning against the door frame. How he was able to make something as boring as leaning against a door frame hot, I don't even know. But his eyes were scanning me, and holy hell it was making me shiver.

"What about this?" I asked him, turning around and showing him a dress I had picked out.

He smirked at it, and came closer to me. He was tall too, and I wanted to fall over. This guy was making me nervous beyond belief. "I don't see what the point is in you wearing something if I'm just gonna tear it off later."