Best Friends(Laughing Jack X Reader)

Chapter 19- Upon a shooting star

Months have passed and Laughing Jack found himself lost in (n). He wondered what term to use to describe his feeling for her, because friendship did not seem enough. It was... love, right?  He never knew was love was and never cared to learn what it really was about. He only enjoyed taking away the children of parents that loved them very much.

But right now it was a different story. He always had a burning to desire to make her happy, regardless of how foolish he might look. That was love, right?

Her physical condition worsened and she often looked so sad. It hurt him to see her in so much pain and that he wasn't able to do anything about it. All he could do was give her emotional support.

He was so happy to have met her, he'd never expect to find someone who could make him so cheerful and complete. It was almost like she was made for him... although temporarily only. It pained him to think of losing her soon eventually but it was too late to turn back now. He had not listened to her warning and he would regret this later.

As it happened one day, (n) had gotten so weak she couldn't even walk anymore. Laughing Jack pitied her but as strong as her spirit was, she'd always tell him not to worry. Laughing Jack, however, could never stop worrying about her.

She mostly just laid down and Laughing Jack had to turn her sometimes  to the side so she could spit the blood that was stuck in her throat, avoiding suffocation.

She was lying on his lap, watching the stars in the sky from the window from the capsule of the Ferris wheel.

"The sky is so beautiful...." She swooned.

"... Just like it had been ten years ago..." He added.

 "Do you still remember what I taught you ten years ago?"

"Of course! The brightest star you can see is not actually a star but a planet called Venus and the sun is a star, too."

"Good clown." She praised him playfully and Laughing Jack laughed.

 "(n)?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you think I'm inlove with you?"

(n) giggled at his question.

"I don't know. You tell me, Laughing Jack."

"I don't know what love is but I think what i feel towards you is love."

"So cheesy."

"Cheesy?"

"Never thought a killer clown could be so cheesy."

"What does my affection have to do with cheese?"

"Oh my god, Jack!" She bursted out in laughter. "Don't make me laugh! It hurts!" She held her tummy.

"I always love to make you laugh even if it hurts you. Your laughter sounds angelic."

"You are so funny, Laughing Jack."

"I still don't get your joke. What do you mean by cheesy?"

"Corny, Laughing Jack, what you're saying is pretty corny."

"I do not understand why you are associating this with food."

She face-palmed.

"Corny or cheesy mean it sounds really awkward and sweet."

"Blimey! Neither corn or cheese taste sweet."

"Hahaha, ow! Stop making me laugh!"

 He gently smiled down on her and stroked her cheek. Despite all the pain she was feeling, she was still laughing. She was still having fun. Why can't things stay this way forever?