Jack's the type

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Jack's the kind of boyfriend that loves it when you sing for him.

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Jack's been having a terrible week, the intensity of the angel voices in his head has been stronger than usual, and he does his best to keep calm, but he can only get mad or cry about it.

You were making him a mug of hot chocolate, as you know is his favorite and he's been needing it recently. You walked through the bunker, all the way to his room, and as you got closer to it you kept hearing abrupt noises from the inside.

"Jack, love... are you okay?" You asked after knocking the door, you didn't wanted to get in without knocking because he could freak out.

The noises stopped and he opened the door breathing heavily, with his eyes shining gold and soaked in tears. You instantly hugged him, being careful with the hot chocolate mug.

The lights started to flicker as you both made your way to the inside of the room, you placed the mug on a table and hugged him again, quickly you started noticing the damage in the room, as he cried on your neck.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't wanted to make a mess." He said. "They're just so loud..."

"No, don't be sorry love." You said passing your hand over his hair. "It's not your fault."

"Dean will be so mad at me." He said.

"Don't worry about it, I will explain it all to him." You kissed his forehead and grabbed the mug again, handing it to him and guiding him to the bed.

You sat next to him and cleaned his tears with your fingers as he started to drink the chocolate, he leaned his head to your chest and you brushed his fringe with your fingers, he was better than a few minutes ago, but he still needed to calm, so you started to sing the song your mom would sing to you when you were scared of thunder as a child, hoping it would help.

"From your head, down to your toes." You sang. "you're not much, goodness knows."

At first he seemed a little confused, but then he started to find the song calming and smiled, making his eyes become the normal blue.

"But you're so precious to me, sweet as can be... baby of mine." You finished. "My mom would sing that song to me when I was scared."

"Thank you, Y/N." He smiled and kissed your cheek.

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OKAY BUT YESTERDAY'S EPISODE DESTROYED ME.