Taking Care of Jack

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Hi! Could I have one where you're out with Jack on a date but he's coughing and just not feeling well. So you convince him to go home so you can cuddle and watch movies instead to try and cheer him up? Thank you lovely!

AN Continue to request things, guys! I've got a couple more to do that were requested actually not too long ago, so it would be hella fantastic if I got a flood of asks. But yeah~ I love you all.The conversation is between you and Jack when he asks you out.

Your POV

I was waiting patiently for Jack to pick me up for our date. And by patiently, I mean looking out the window every five seconds for his car. I wasn't excited. I was fucking ecstatic. Jack had called me yesterday and asked if I could go out with him tonight. Of course I said yes.

I was wearing a knee-high black and white dress that had a square -like pattern over it. It was a v-neck and I wore converse with it. My hair was curled to be bouncy and wavy.

After the millionth time of looking out the window, I saw Jack's car pull up. I was so excited, I didn't even wait for him to get to my door, and immediately went outside.

I got to his car and I didn't even wait for him to open my door for me. I just got in the passenger seat. He looked over at me. "Excited?" He chuckled.

"Yes," I giggled. His voice was a bit hoarse, but I dismissed it.

We drove up to a Sonic to get dinner first. It was my favorite place, and he was willing to get it for me. I was happily drinking my milkshake when I noticed he hadn't got anything.

"Jack, how come you're not eating anything?" I asked him.

"I'm not hungry," he said simply.

"But you're always hungry."

"Not always."

"Do you want something else? Cuz we could go anywhere else. If you want to go to Taco Bell, we can."

"No that's not it," Jack sighed. "I'm just not hungry."

"Okay love." I looked up at him through my eyelashes and noticed that he was slightly pink. "What're you thinking about?"

He looked away from me. "Nothing."

"Please Jack?"

"Just you."

"What about me?" I could feel my grin over my whole face.

"Forget about it, Y/N." He slid in his seat and started the car as if we were going to go somewhere.

"I can't," I whined.

"Yes you can, try harder." He started to drive towards the cinema. "What do you want to watch?"

He was great at changing the subject. "I don't know, you choose."

"You choose."

"You."

"You."

"This is getting us nowhere, Jack." I exhaled.

He laughed a bit at my stubbornness. "That's because you won't cooperate."

"You're the one not cooperating."

"We could either argue about who's not cooperating or we could watch a movie."

"We'd have to choose a movie first."

"True," Jack agreed. We were stopped at a red light and he looked over at me and smiled. I could hardly restrain myself from kissing him, but we both knew how that was going to go. Instead I just smiled back.

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