Beastars Jack x Male Reader

The completed puzzle. Part 1

Chp. 9

It's been a few days since we've visited the cliffside. Mr. C and Jack have are starting to grow accustomed to me, I think. Jack and I have been deepening our bond and we are become, great friends. I still can't get over naked Jack though, every time I see him in bed I feel like I'm on fire. It was currently 11:30 and I was starting to get hungry.

"Hey Jack, mind if I make lunch," I asked, wanting to do something for him.

"Uhh, sure. You do know how a kitchen works right?" he said sternly.

"Duh," I giggled.

I walked over to the kitchen, Jack trailing behind me. I looked at the ingredients and started to think. Hmm, no meat tacos with pickled onions. I was craving onions. I'm sure it won't taste like trash I though, and then I turned to Jack.

"So, do you have any onions?" I asked and slouched against the counter.

Jack looked at me like I was delusional, was there something I should know?

"Don't you know that onions are poisons for canines?" I faced palm so hard I left a mark.

"I didn't know," I pleaded and sat down next to him.

"Let me tell you something, personal," I had bad feeling growing within me and listened.

"It was last school year, I was placed in the advanced class. All of the five students were dogs. I mean, we were made to be smarter. I wasn't happy, I wasn't feeling anything positive, I was suffering. But I couldn't... I couldn't feel bad, my body refused to cry. There was nothing I could do, after all... We dogs aren't made to feel negative emotions. I wanted to cry, I needed to cry. Then, I found the solution. Onions, I carried them around with me. They helped me, or so I thought. You see, my friend Legoshi I told him, everything that I'm telling you. I told him I couldn't stand to be a dog if I couldn't cry. I told him everything that I had been bottling up. He told me the reason I couldn't hate anyone was because of my personality, because of who I was. But, I didn't know if that was true at the time. You see, we've been friends since childhood and I was doubting him. I mean, wolves, my ancestor built for strength and when I saw him it reminded me of the similarities and differences of dogs. Thinking that everything was fine, he told me to cheer up and smile. Do you know what I did? I'll tell you, I stuffed the half onion into my mouth. He made me angry... and I acted illogically. He saved me but and I've slowly gotten better. And we've grown closer ever since, I hope I can introduce you someday," Jack's head was tilted down and so was mine.

Memories were flowing back to me like a river. My final moments flashing before my eyes, but this time I was left sitting, alive. Jack gave me the final piece of my story. The emotions, the sudden memories, they all made sense. My heart clashed, on one end my new friend has given me reason but the other... Death, lack of reason. I tried so hard, tears were starting to flow. They flowed and I turned my head and looked at the knives. I started to panic. Then I remembered the perfect location. The cliff, there is no saving me from that. I didn't notice Jack looking at me in question. I quickly wiped away my tears and tried to compose myself, secretly planning.

"Oh, um, let me make lunch," Jack popped up.

Jack started to walk but I grabbed his arm before he could pass me, I stared at him, my face expressionless.

"I left something outside," I said without emotion.

I got up and felt Jack's, soft fur. A few days can't change what I've felt over the last year, I thought to myself. I walked outside and went over to the gate. I rested my hand on the handle when I heard Jack.

"Ethan is something wrong. Did I do something?" Jack asked with a concerned tone.

I turned my head to catch a final glimpse of Jack.

"Thank you," I opened the gate and ran up the path.

I ran and ran, I didn't look back. I was almost up the first hill when I noticed Jack was chasing me. I persisted, it wasn't far. We weren't the same, I thought. He couldn't but I'm choosing this because... I-I, don't even know anymore. Friends left, no one else to listen, I slowly drifted away from the picture. I kept running, I couldn't stop now, I couldn't take it. Jack was faster than me but I reached the edge.

"Ethan, wait! Please!," Jack pleaded as I turned to him.

"I'm not sure what happened but we can get through it together," Jack was breathing heavily and started to walk towards me.

"Jack, you don't understand, you don't know me," I was about to fall to my knees.

Jack tried to speak, I could tell. I turned around, I didn't look back because I knew if I did I would stop. I took a deep breath and heard running. I turned around a leaned back, opening my eyes one final time seeing Jack running, tears pouring. 

Note: I can't stop writing, part two coming out soon!