you were always afraid of relationships . platonic, familial, and especially romantic. but no matter how many therapists you went to, nothing helped, you never opened up. you suffered in fear.

except one person you let get close, jack. your philosophical best friend. who unlike you, had plenty emotions. and had always had love in his life.

maybe… he wouldn’t hurt you… maybe you could finally find out what love is?

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you were in jack’s apartment, laying on his chest on couch. wrapped under a blanket because of the cold rainy weather. the sound of the rain drops relaxing you more than any alcohol.

you finally built up your courage, and once the words left your mouth, it was too late to back out.

”jack..?”

you asked softly

”yeah darling?”

he replied calmly, his tone inviting and comforting. as he rubbed your back.