It was a dull morning, the sound of rain could be heard pouring outside while you slept in your bed but then there was that voice that bugged you awake every morning for months, and that horrible smell that came along with it.
"Wakey Wakey (y/n)~" a voice purred on your bed side, you quickly learned that whenever you asked to wake up it had to be immediately, last week that same voice nearly bit off your damned finger
You gave an annoyed groan and sat up giving a tired glare to your roommate "yes?..." you huffed
There before you was the masked (although it had been cracked by this point) uncle jack, his clothes stained in a dark red as usual "I prepared us breakfast! A lovely morning for a lovely person~" he cooed
You rolled your eyes at the long dead face of wellington Wells. you and jack where good friends during the war, you worked as a scientist and crafted weapons and bombs but eventually moved away from the war and the towns for your own safety. However years later you found him, or rather he found you, Jack had gone nuts and was set on killing after his breakdown while making his last episode. Yet he would need a place to bunker down, that's where you came in.
Your home became his wether you wanted it or not, the mad man would always find his way in, and somehow would always charm you into letting him stay. Despite him being crazy it was clear he had a soft spot for you, he loved your affection and did his best to make you happy while you took care of him and tried to stop him from hurting others. Sometimes you would find him looking miserable or even crying or having nightmares, you missed your old friend and hated to see him like this.
That's why he usually acted like the old smiling jack he used to be, bright smile with greased back hair and all.
He took out some food he had gathered on his own in a brief case and passed them over to you "thank you..." you muttered drinking some tilted water "anytime my dear~" Jack Smiled hugging you tightly. You gave a sigh and patted his head, he stank but you didn't mind the strangers company after so long of loneliness. While looking through the goods kept in the case something stuck you to you, there was an old plush toy of a dog in it. It immediately filled your heart with sorrow "why do you have this?..." you asked
"Oh... I thought you'd like it..." Said jack disappointedly "I do... just... why do you have it?" You asked observing it "I figured it would be a nice memory of chief..." chief was what you nicknamed your old dog during the war, he was small but brave, unfortunately he was killed and eaten along with most other common pets during the war, not by yourself of course.
"Thank you..." you put it on a desk and looked over jack "so who'd you kill today? You're covered in blood" you asked, he'd definitely need new clothing soon "no one special, a couple going on a picnic and some Bobby's is all" he smiled proudly "right... now go take a shower"
"Must I? I think it can wait for after breakfast" he smiled
"Don't play dumb with me jack, even you have hygiene standards... I'll make us something to eat with what you brought back" you said walking off to the kitchen and unpacking everything, you saw muddy foot prints leading from the door and you gave a annoyed sigh, "Great... more shit to clean..." after getting everything ready to cook a good meal you headed back upstairs to find jack
He was in the bathroom but not in the shower or naked "what the hell are you waiting for?..."
"You of course, wouldn't it be nice to shower together?~" he purred
"And have you attempt to strangle me as a funny joke?... no thank you"
He seemed hurt by that comment, yes he's hurt you or roughed around with you before but never on purpose, even so the man frightened you at times
"Look I'm sorry, that was rude... but I shouldn't have to tell a grown man such as yourself when it's time to shower"
"Okay okay you're right, but feel free to stick around and watch~" he teased stripping off his clothing , you rolled your eyes and headed down stairs after leaving him some clothing
You finished making breakfast, you heard jack come back downstairs, he was down wearing some pajamas and clean again "isn't it better to feel fresh and clean?" You asked
He gave a nod "indeed it does" he said taking a seat and drinking some coffee prepared by yourself
After you mopped up the mud you sat down aswell to eat, sometimes he really did look like his old self, it would be small ticks that would give it away however
The two of you ate quietly and eventually the two of you watched cartoons in your living room, you had removed channels that contained episodes of jack knowing it would trigger him to do more horrid deeds or get upset
Jack sat behind you and played with your hair while you watched, it was comforting in a way. You then felt him hug you and lean against your neck "How did the world come to this (y/n?)"
"Its always been like this, sometimes we just can't see it" you replied "sometimes I think the animals are more cleaver then us" you added, jack gave a nod and a small sniffle "sometimes I just want everything to be okay... is that too much to ask?..."
You sighed Turing over and hugging his face "sometimes yes... but not every one is a piece of shit... I don't think you're one... you're just a little confused..."
Jack wiped his eyes and gave a nod, you gave a small kiss to his lips and turned back over
"...(y/n?..." jack asked in a surprised whisper
"Don't mention it jack ass..."
Jack gave a smile and nod "alright... I won't" he purred nuzzling your neck affectionly, somehow you felt like you'd never escape his grasp now
