Jack: Lucifer's Son Imagines And Preferences {REQUESTS OPEN}

I'm not as Think as you Drunk I am~

"Y/N, what the hell happened to you?" You heard Sam ask

You woke up, your back aching, to see Jack, Sam, and Dean stare down at you. Jack looked genuinely confused, Sam looked disappointed and Dean looked at you like "tf happened this time".

"What? I—uh," you paused for a burp, "I just woke up. You guys are crowding me."

You sat up, looking around, your vision a bit blurry.

"Why can't I see?" You asked

Dean held in a small laugh, Sam shook his head and Jack just kept staring at you with more confusion.

"You have eyes, you should be able to see properly." Jack said, giving a slight head tilt

You burped again. You stood up and then backed into a wall.

"Oookay great! Uh, I'm gonna go to the uh—" you said, pointing at the couch in the living room, "Yeah."

You then started to walk over to the living room. You kept swaying, like you had no control on your balance. Jack ran behind you to make sure you didn't fall on your head and he kept you steady.

"What happened to Y/N?" Sam asked

"Maybe she went out to party and passed out on the floor." Dean said, shrugging his shoulders

You crashed onto the couch, your back hitting it first. Jack knelt beside you and watched over you closely.

"Y/N, what happened?" Jack asked you

You held up your index finger and put your hand on your chest. He saw your chest rise and then heard you burp again.

"Uh...well, I wanted to get out of the bunker and I went to a bar. But...this bar was different. There were like...so many guys there that didn't want to have sex with me, but just wanted to dance and talk. Like, it was so genuine and I thought it was the most amazing bar ever. However, I found it weird that there were few girls there but that's just me. Uh—that's really all I can remember."

You then giggled, making Jack confused. He tilted his head slightly.

"What's funny?" He asked

"You're upside down." You told him, as you lie in a weird position on the couch

Your head was towards the ground and your body was lying across the couch. Jack frowned a bit more, seeing you giggle while he stared at you in utter confusion.

"Boop." You said as you gently poked his nose with your finger

He flinched back and stared at your finger.

"What's a boop?"

You giggled then poked his side, making him let out a small chuckle. He realized what he let out and his eyes widened.

"What did I do?" He asked, panicking a bit

"It's called being ticklish." You said, poking his side again

He chuckled a little more, moving away from you.

"I feel...staticky yet happy." He said, putting a hand on his chest

You reached out to poke his side again but he grabbed your hand and held it, just wanting to let you know he would be here for you always.

"Let me go." You said, pouting and wiggling your arm to free your hand