Jacob Sartorius Imagines

He Fixed Me (cute)

Y/n's pov

I was broken. I didn't ever think I would find love. No one would ever want to love me. He broke me. I gave him my heart with trust, and he had to go and break it into millions of pieces. I couldn't recover. I didn't believe I could. That was, until I met him.

Those hazel eyes that shimmered with passion and care. The hands that picked me up when I fell. The hours I spent wrapped in his arms. He let me know it was okay. He let me know he actually loved me.

Of course it took a long time to give him my trust. If I got broken one more time the way I had before, I would be worthless, and damaged beyond repair. But eventually, I gave him my trust.I poured my heart out to him and he listened. He actually listened to me. He sat there with a look of interest and care, holding my hands in his and rubbing invisible circles into my skin.

By now I bet you're wondering, what was the name of this mystery guy I seem to be so in love with? Well, that's Jacob.

Jacob is the kind of guy that isn't afraid to show emotion. He isn't scared or confused when I start crying. Instead, he comforts me, whispering sweet things into my ear, verifying that everything will be alright.

He gets a lot of female attention. He's stunningly attractive, with dark brown fluffy hair spilling from the top of his head. He's got hazel eyes, which shift colors from deep brown to bright green. I fell in love with them.

Without Jacob, I don't know if I would've had the strength to move on. I'd be wallowing in my own depression, if I was even still here. But Jacob fixed me. He collected each piece of the fragile little shattered heart of mine and glued them together. He healed my broken heart, made me realize that love still exists in this cruel, cruel world. And I couldn't be more thankful.

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Standing here, in the middle of the kitchen, I sipped my morning cup of coffee. I looked outside as the sun slowly moved out from behind the forest green mountains. I began to feel more awake as the caffeine flowed through my veins, giving me a burst of energy.

I thought of Jacob. He was upstairs sleeping right now. On Sunday mornings like this he was always found at my house. I lived with no parents, as they had both died when I was very young, but I won't get into that. I live with my older brother, Jonathan, but his work shift is Sunday through Wednesday full-time, so he wasn't home until 8 p.m. today. That's one of the reasons Jacob was here, along with the fact that there was no school today.

Still pondering my thoughts, I felt familiar arms snake around my waist and a warm body press up against mine. A smile flexed across my lips as he placed his head onto my shoulder.

"Good morning." Jacob's deep, drowsy voice broke the comfortable silence.

I placed down my mug on the countertop before spinning around. My eyes met his as my arms draped over his shoulders.

"Good morning." I replied cheerfully. I leaned in, placing a quick, gentle kiss on his plump lips. My eyelids fluttered open as I pulled away.

I examined his face, it being obvious that he had just woken up. His fluffy hair was a mess, all ruffled and standing up. His usual bright and energetic eyes looked so tired and out of it. He wore nothing but his boxers, the words "Calvin Klein" wrapping around his waist.

Jacob wearily smiled, pulling my body closer to his, our chests now touching. He placed his forehead against mine, our noses lightly touching. The small amount of contact alone gave me butterflies.

His hands grabbed my waist gently yet firmly. I let out a small squeal as I felt my feet being lifted from the cool tile of the floor. He placed me down on the countertop, so was sitting down, facing him with my feet dangling down.

Jacob stepped closer, standing between my thighs with a weak smile. Through his tired expression, I still managed to see the love and care in his eyes. It was a sense of love and care I hadn't ever received from anyone else. The affection I felt for this boy was insane.

"You're so beautiful." Jacob's deep, smooth voice whispered. He gazed straight into my eyes. My heart began racing  and I felt a blush beginning to settle across my cheeks.

I placed both my hands over my face, tilting it downwards in an attempt to hide my blush and cheesy smile. I felt his hands grab hold of my wrists, slowly pulling them away from my face.

I reopened up my eyes, seeing Jacob's smile widen. He placed a hand on the back of my neck gently, the other securely placed on my waist. I watched as his eyelids fell shut and his face inched towards mine. I mirrored his actions, leaning in and feeling his lips softly touch mine in a feather like kiss.

Our lips moved together in sync, setting my heart on fire. The kiss wasn't rushed or rough, it was slow, gentle, and insanely passionate.

I felt his tongue graze against the seam of my lips. I granted him access, feeling his tongue delve into my mouth and massage itself against my own. I felt my muscles relax in his hold, him pulling my body closer to his, our chests touching together.

Eventually we both pulled away, opening our eyes to reveal both of our love-struck expressions. Jacob gently placed his forehead against mine, letting out a shaky breath. "You're perfect, y/n." My heart fluttered at his comment.

Is this what love is? Staring into each other's eyes in complete, comfortable silence? Having your hearts speed up at just the thought of them? Thinking that you would do anything just to see that gorgeous smile just spread across their lips, or hear their soft, melodic laugh fill the room? Because what I have with Jacob, this here, is perfect. So perfect.

Holy crap I haven't updated in forever on this book! I'm so sorry to people that like my imagines on here, I've been more focused on my other book. I'll try to post more often, I just kind of ran out of ideas and I'm lacking creativity. Vote and comment for more💗