Omaha Squad Smuts

Jack Gilinsky: Problems

-Background-
Jack and you have an apartment together. You're both in college in New York. You met in high school and fell in love. You've been having problems, and you're worried the relationship might end.
-Your POV-
Jack is in class right now and I really don't want him to come back. There's so much tension when he's here. I want to talk things over with him, but I'm not sure how to. He's been so distant. The last conversation we had was 2 days ago. I want to fix things, but I'm so worried it might turn to fighting and our relationship will end. I love Jack with all of my heart, but I think our connection is dying. I cry laying in bed, thinking about the terrible situation I've ended up in. "Why're you crying", Jack's raspy voice startles me. I wipe the tears and hold sobs back, "No reason." He sighs and lays next to me. His arm snakes around my waist and he pulls me close to him. He whispers, "I'm sorry I haven't been here for you these past few weeks." I try to hush my sobbing. The tears won't stop coming out. "What happened? I don't understand where it all went wrong?", I say. "I don't know either, y/n. Your mom getting cancer, my dad not paying my tuition anymore, the stress of our classes... it all just created the perfect storm. I'll try harder, I promise. Just don't give up on us, ok? I love you, babe. So much", Jack chokes up. I've never seen him cry before. I feel bad. Seeing him hurt makes me cry even harder. I turn to face him completely and we hold each other. We fall asleep and the next morning I wake up to his gorgeous face. "Morning sleepyhead", I yawn. He opens his eyes and smiles. He pecks a kiss on my cheek and rolls over, "30 more minutes please." I sigh and get up. I let him sleep and decide to go prepare breakfast. I cook eggs, bacon, and toast. "Mmm, looks good. Nothing better than waking up to a beautiful woman and the smell of bacon", Jack says taking a seat at the table. I smile at his loving words. I know he's trying to make an effort to be more affectionate. We sit and eat. "Maybe we should try to get closer... physically ", Jack smirks. "Please Gilinsky... in your dreams", I roll my eyes. "Oh don't act like you don't miss this", he points towards his member. "I haven't. I have fingers", I keep my head down, in hopes of not meeting his eyes. I can't resist and my eyes meet his sexy, lust-filled gaze. "Come on", I say walking towards our bedroom, "...daddy." I know the nickname drives him insane. He stands up quickly and follows me. I straddle his waist and kiss him roughly.
*afterwards*
-Your POV-
"I think we're back to normal after that extravagant orgasm", he jokes. I nod in agreement. He takes my hand into his muscular one. We lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. No talking, but we're both thinking the same thing... we're meant to be and nothing will ever change that... not even the toughest hardships that life throws at us.