Jack's the type

✧ 5 ✧

You're the kind of girl that would freak out when having to explain sex to Jack.

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Jack was home alone, and the Winchesters asked you if you could give him a visit because they were scared to leave him actually alone, so you got there and took out the keys from under the door they left for you to go inside.

You walked into the bunker and started to look for Jack having no luck on finding him, but as you got closer to Dean's bedroom you could hear loud girl moans and whines, which made you pretty confused, because there was supposed to be no one at home but Jack.

"Jack, are you there?" You said after knocking the door.

"Yes, it's me." He said with a worried voice, so you got in.

The scene was kind of concerning, Jack was watching a porn movie on Dean's tv with a worried yet confused expression.

"Jack... what are you watching?" You asked after turning off the tv.

"What were they doing?" He asked with a frown. "Was he hurting her?"

You just stared at him as confused as he was.

"Did I do something wrong?" He asked.

"N-no, love..." you sat next to him and tried to find the words to explain yourself. "What they were doing is something people who... really, really like each other do, and it is not painful— it's something they enjoy."

"I really like you." He smiled innocently.

Was he actually insinuating that you should try it?

"I really like you too, Jack." You said red as a tomato. "But that's what your parents... I mean, that's how humans make babies."

"So, can we make a tiny human?" He asked cheerful.

"Maybe we can— we can try in the future." You smiled, still blushing.

"I can't wait!" He said kissing your cheek, as he learned from you.