#Jack Harlow fan fic

[sinsandsuccubus]

Good Morning - Jack Harlow

Context: Jack comes home to wake you up with a good morning.

Genre: smut

Word Count: 1.5k

Pairings: Jack Harlow X Gf!Reader

Warnings: 18+ ! Sexual activity.

a/n: I sat at the salon while writing this. I hope that doesn’t say anything about my character.

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Masterlist ☽☾

Streaks of moonlight reflected into the room, illuminating your bare skin on the satin sheets beneath you. You laid on your side, your legs barely covered by the blanket.

Jack thought you were beautiful like this.

Yet, his hunger was high.

And that’s why he slowly slipped into the bed, shifting your body so that you rested on your back. He carefully slid your body to the end of the bed, removing the covers to reveal your glistening pussy, a sigh escaping your lips.

“Fuck.” He muttered, separating your lips with his clean and polished fingers before moving that same hand to his dick, palming at the flesh. With that he lapped at your folds, sighing at the taste of you.

Sighs combined with moans left your lips, your thighs slightly shaking. You opened your eyes to see your boyfriend staring back at you, humming into your pussy. The sound wave sent a shock to your core, arching your back to push into the mattress.

“Hey, baby. Sorry I woke you, I couldn’t help myself.” Jack spoke, toying with your folds with the other hand.

“When-“ You paused to moan.

“When did you get home?”

“A half an hour ago. I wanted to take a shower and get cleaned up before getting into bed with you. But when I came into the bedroom, you looked so irresistible. I couldn’t help myself, baby.” He continued to lap at your folds, moving to suck your clit. You arched your back once again, turning your head to look at the clock.

5 am.

You definitely weren’t going to work in the morning, you were due to wake up in an hour.

Which you were certain, Jack would not be done by then.

It was almost as if he read your mind, tapping on your thighs to get your attention.

“I talked to your boss last night. You have the rest of the week off. I’m gonna need those few days to catch up on lost time.” He smiled at you once more before diving back in.

Your legs began to shake, reflecting how close you were to coming undone.

“Jack.” You moaned, grabbing his hair.

“Go ahead, baby. Cum. I want it.” And with that, you let go, your whole body shaking in satisfaction. Jack grunted, continuously lapping at your juices until you pulled away, body continuously shaking.

“I’m not done with you, mamas.” He stood up and took off his shirt, sliding off his boxers swiftly.

“I don’t think you’ve noticed, but I’ve been palming myself ever since I started, and rutting up against the bed like a fucking animal. I need you baby. Like, right now.”

“Take me.” You spoke softly, mentally preparing yourself for the rollercoaster of sensations.

That was all he needed, as he thrust into you, sighing in satisfaction.

“Fuck, baby. You feel so good.” You pressed a hand to his abdomen, looking into his eyes.

“Hold on baby. I think you’ve grown since you left.” You chuckled, to which Jack joined you, taking the time to lazily rub at your clit.

“I’ve only been gone two weeks Y/N.” You raised an eyebrow at his comment, to which he laughed once more, your eyes rolling in annoyance.

“Two weeks is a long time Jack. I missed you.”

“I missed you too baby.” He moved up to kiss your lips, drawing you in for a long and loving one, your lips following him as he pulled away.

“Can I move now, please?” Jack asked eagerly, slowly moving his hips. You let out a laugh before nodding your head, Jack immediately pulling back before slamming back into you. You both moaned loudly, hands moving to grip the sheets before you.

“Damn baby, shit. Fuck.” You moaned out, your body shaking slightly. You tried to move away from him, yet he pulled you closer, smacking the inside of your leg.

“Don’t run from me Y/N, don’t run from this dick. Take it.” He grunted out, picking up the pace. Your moved your hands to grip on his bicep, feeling yourself grow close.

“Jack…”

“I know baby.” And with that, he flipped you over onto your knees, your chest pressing flat into the mattress. He continued his rough pace, your body becoming undone before you knew it. You yelped out in satisfaction, Jack continuing his assault on your pussy.

“Jack, I-“

“You can do it. Give me one more, I know you can.” He pulled your head back to get you to look at him, nodding your head with tears in your eyes. He kissed your cheek, pushing your chest back into the mattress. He began to rub at your clit with pressure, your legs beginning to shake.

“Cum for me baby. I need you to cum.” Jack grunted in your ear, laying kisses on your neck before you followed his command, whining.

“FUCK.” Jack grunted, his warmth filling you. He collapsed on top of you, sighing into your skin.

“You okay baby?” He asked, moving off of you, rolling you over on your back. He did a quick glance, checking to make sure you were okay. You smiled at him, to which he laughed, moving to pepper your face with kisses.

“I’m okay, baby. That felt so good.” You admitted, to which he hummed back, kissing down your body.

“Good. Because I got a couple more rounds left in me.”

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sorry for any typos, I was multitasking when I read this over.

[harlowcomehome]

Dog mom:

Requested by my 🦋 anon.

You walked around the vacant two-story home, the sound of your suede two-inch heels clacking against the newly polished tiles was a sound you were undoubtedly familiar with. You had been working in the real estate market for a few years now, and dressing the part was your least favorite thing.

You wished nothing more than to be in a pair of samba shoes and a t-shirt but for now, this would have to do.

Your client was running extremely late, and normally you would’ve locked up and left by now but your boss had stressed it was a high-dollar client and a house this size was worth the wait.

You had the front door open and saw when his jeep pulled up in front of the house.

His bouncy curls were an immediate tell of who he was and you could feel the nerves setting in almost instantly. He ran inside, sweat dripping from the side of his face as he rushed to greet you.

“Y/N? I’m so sorry!” He was out of breath as he took your hand in his. You could tell he was usually much more put together than this.

“I know your time is important and I am so sorry. I was under the impression that this was tomorrow and my schedule got messed up and I-“ he stopped to breathe when he noticed a smile on your face.

“Jack?” You smiled eyeing him up and down as he nodded a “yes” in your direction.

“It’s no worry. You’re my only client today so I have all day.”

He let out a sigh of relief as you started to show him around the home.

“This is the kitchen, it was freshly remodeled. The fridge is a Samsung Bespoke, the newest model. The oven and dishwasher are new models as well, the cabinets have been completely gutted and replaced. The entire bottom floor has new flooring as well…”

You looked back at him and could tell he wasn’t listening to you, he had his eyes on you the entire time but hadn’t heard a word you said.

“Am I boring you?” You smiled, finally facing toward him.

“Me? Never!” He smiled as he looked around the kitchen. “Are these new cabinets?”

A giggle escaped you, having usually to be overly professional it was nice to be met with someone who was so lax. “I just said that about twenty seconds ago” you responded jokingly making his cheeks appear rosy red.

“Right!! I was just testing you” he lied, his chuckle filling the empty room. The sound of his laugh gave you butterflies, he was cute and no doubt charming but you were trying to stay laser-focused to make a sale. The commission on this house alone would have you set for the next year or more.

“We didn’t have much time to stage the home as you can tell by the echo. You’re the first person to view it since it’s remodeled. Only one other family has lived here.” Jack was quick to follow behind you as you further explained all of the perks and details. He eyed your figure up and down, his eyes fixated on your butt and how your heels made your calf muscles look.

“How long have you been doing this? Real estate I mean.” He was genuinely curious, the way you spoke about things seemed so knowledgeable and almost effortless.

“Three years! So not too long but my entire family sells real estate so I guess it was in my blood” You tried to make it seem like it wasn’t a big deal, but we’re flattered that he was taking interest in you.

“The backyard is spacious! There used to be a pool back here but the owners filled it in and covered it with turf so the grass back here is completely fake! No need to mow it and would be perfect for a pet or two.” You stood on the back patio and pointed to the bushes with flowers, he smiled at how excited you spoke about everything.

“A pet huh? I haven’t had a pet in years” he thought to himself what that would look like, knowing he was away from home a lot.

“Maybe it’s time to get one.” You winked as you walked back inside and over to the dining room area, the last homeowners had left their real wood table there, as it was too heavy to pack. You had no complaints as it was beautiful to use for staging and showing the room.

“This space would be useful to have for dinner parties or family dinners of sorts. I’m told the last owners were excellent hosts.” You were nervous rambling at this point, noticing Jack’s beautiful blue eyes rarely left you.

“I can see us having a lot of meals here.” Jack smiled as he looked around the room. His use of “us” seemed intentional but you tried not to read into it much as a smile covered your face.

“Would you like to?” Jack noticed you were ignoring his hints so he thought he’d be less subtle. “Have lunch with me?” He checked his watch making sure it was still lunchtime.

You couldn’t help but admire his confidence, “Jack- I don’t know, that would be inappropriate because I’m your realtor and-“

“Have lunch with me.” He stepped forward closer to you.

“You’re not going to be my realtor for long. Plus, how will I know if this is the house for me if I don’t know how having a meal here feels?” He smiled knowing he was going to put an offer in on the house as soon as you two left here.

He was smooth, and a quick talker and had ordered the both of you food in no time. You had sat across from him as you bit into your lunch, knowing all too well that this charm probably always worked for him.

“Are you usually this forward?” You giggled as he nervously cut into his steak.

“No but you bring something out of me.” He blushed, knowing he was pulling out all the stops for you.

••••

Two months later.

Jack had officially moved into his new house, fully furnished and with you by his side. It only took one impromptu lunch before the two of you were inseparable. Jack couldn’t get enough of you, and part of that scared him. He wasn’t used to being codependent with anyone but it came naturally with you.

“Stay the night?” He pouted as the two of you started dozing off during one of your shared Netflix shows.

“I have work tomorrow bubby.” You sleepily replied, checking your phone for the time.

His heart skipped a beat at your pet name for him, he had never been fond of them but when it came to you, that changed.

“I have a surprise for you in the morning though” he puffed his chest out proudly, and you knew he was up to something when he was glued to his phone earlier.

“Jackman, you know I hate surprises.” You warned, eager to know what he was so excited about.

“You’ll love this one! Promise!” he pouted again, poking his bottom lip out knowing you’d change your mind about leaving if he begged. He opened his eyes dramatically trying his best to channel his acting skills to make his eyes watery.

“Ahh! Ahhh!” You playfully fell back on the couch shielding your eyes with your forearm. “It hurts! Oh! It hurts! The power of those blue eyes!”

He couldn’t help but laugh out loud at your goofy charm, his giggles losing control as he climbed on top of you, straddling your hips with his muscular legs.

He took your hands in his raising them above your head, as he leaned down to engulf you in kisses.

He was quickly moving his hands to tickle you as soon as you relaxed against him.

“Okay fine! I’ll stay! I have a late day tomorrow!” You giggled against his fingers tickling your hips as you thrashed under him.

“I knew you did! Brat” he smirked before he gave you one more kiss before carefully crawling off of you and leading you to the bedroom for the night.

You changed into one of his shirts, staying pantsless as you crawled across his satin sheets and laid down against him. His arms wiggled underneath you to hold you closer as the two of you almost instantly fell into a comfortable sleep.

….

Jack woke up before you, trying his best not to wake you as he got up and showered for the day. You only woke when you heard him rummage through his closet for clothes and wondered where he was going so early in the morning.

He noticed you moving around in bed behind him as he put his shoes on, leaning back to kiss you on the forehead.

“Good morning beautiful” he was admittedly full of love for you and wanted you to move in but he was trying to be patient.

“Morning bubby, where are you going?” You pulled the blanket up to hide your breath only making him stifle a laugh, knowing what you were doing.

“Remember that surprise I mentioned? I’m going to go get it!” He seemed excited and you only assumed it would be flowers or some sort of breakfast based on the time.

“Do you want me to go with you? Do you need help?” You were still looking at him with one eye open.

“No sweetheart, get your sleep and I’ll be back before you leave for work” he leaned down to kiss you one more time before he left the house.

Jack was gone for almost three hours giving you the time to get ready for the day and eat breakfast.

You were about to call him when the front door opened, “Close your eyes and sit down!” Jack frantically called out making sure you didn’t see him.

You sat down on the couch and closed your eyes, giggling at his dramatics before Jack placed her in your lap.

You opened your eyes and were met with the cutest puppy you’d ever seen and the cutest man you’d ever seen excitedly staring at you for reaction. He had remembered the conversation you two had about a pet and it had been nagging him, knowing you were right.

“Hi, baby! Hi! Hi!” You giggled as you held her up, meeting her eye to eye. She wagged her tail violently, as she licked the air.

“Babe, she’s so cute!”

“She’s not only cute, she’s ours.” He was smiling ear to ear as he set down a dog bed in the living room. He had a bunch of other dog-related things in his arms as you admired your new furry friend.

You sat on the ground with her letting her jump around as she was already quick to follow Jack around the house. “Awww look at her! She loves you already babe!”

Jack bent down, scooping her up against his chest before placing her back down with you. “There you go, go to mommy.”

Jack froze for a second, realizing what he said before walking back to the kitchen, his entire face was rosy red and he was hoping you hadn’t caught him saying that so naturally.

“Mommy huh?” You knew he hadn’t meant to say it but you weren’t complaining, it felt natural.

“I’ll only be mommy if you’re the daddy” you teased.

“Of course! She’s our child after all” he leaned against the kitchen counter as he watched the two of you play.

“She's our first child. “

Jack smiled ear to ear, loving the sound of that and realizing just how much he also loved you.

[princess-an]

People compare Jack Harlow to Drake saying that Jack took the Drake formula etc but when I look at Drake I don't wanna fuck him when I look at him👇

My legs will open immediately

Hs could be singing about how his tv don't work and id listen and start a petition to get his tv fixed.

[kittluzbills]

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joe burrow:

new nerves:

joe doesn't care who sees

mine: 

joe can’t help but be possessive over what’s his

spoiled rotten:

joe is the birthday boy and y/n makes sure he knows that

jealous fratboy!joe headcannon

nerdy!joe headcannon

you know you’re the reason i believe in love, right?:

teeny tiny lil fluffy blurb if you squint hard enough

harry styles:

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harry fucked up and he knows that, but he misses you so damn much

the bomb:

based off of the songs the bomb by florence + the machine and lead me on by nate poshkus

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[middlechild404]

Coming home- Part 1

Summary: you come home after a work trip and see something you didn’t want to see

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I couldn't believe that I was finally home. It felt like a weight was lifted off of me as I got out of the Uber and made my way up the driveway. After many months of work for both of us and our non-cooperative work schedule, I finally managed to get some time off work so we could have some time for ourselves. Whenever I tell my friends about our hectic schedule, they are baffled at how we are still a healthy married couple. I always give them the same reason- love.

I wouldn't say that love was the only factor. Commitment played a significant role in our crazy lives. Most of the time, we were on different ends of the world as we were both peaking in our careers. It wasn't easy being married to a famous rapper, but I guess he feels the same way about me.

As a war correspondent who spends most of her time in third-world countries where phone service was a luxury, it sure didn't help our communication. Yet, I've never heard him complain about my work unless it was for safety reasons. Therefore, we have gone out of our way and kicked the time difference aside just to see each other's smiles on our exhausted bodies.

But as a married couple, we need time together. That's why I left Syria to surprise him. However, I'm sure he had already heard the engine when the Uber made its way into our driveway.

I couldn't help the smile that was plastered on my face as I fiddled with my keys to unlock the front door. To my surprise, the door was already unlocked. As I stepped into our house, I hadn't realized how much I missed the familiar scent of our home.

My voice echoed through the house as I called out his name “Jack”. To my dismay, there was no response. Yet, I heard a few muffled noises upstairs. I began to take cautious steps toward the stairs in case it was a burglar. As I tiptoed on our hardwood floors, I managed to stumble on something. Looking down I found a pair of Louboutin heels. A pair of Louboutin heels that didn't belong to me. A wave of anxiety engulfed me as my thoughts went to the worst place. He wouldn't. He couldn't. Those words kept repeating in my head as I made my way to the stairs.

As I took my 1st step I remembered when he took me on our first date at the studio as he serenaded me with a new song he had exclusively made for me. He wouldn't. He couldn't.

As I took my 2nd step I remembered the first time he told me he loved me as we watched the sunset together on the roof of his house. Instead of watching the sunset, he kept his gaze on me with a smile, and not long after those words tumbled out of his mouth. He wouldn't. He couldn't.

As I took my 3rd step I remembered the time he introduced me to his family. He told them loud and clear that he had found the one, making Maggie give me a big hug and welcome me to the family. He wouldn't. He couldn't.

As I took my 4th step I remembered the time when I had been so sick that I had canceled our date. He ended up showing up at my apartment at 8 pm with soup and ibuprofen. He stayed all night with me to monitor my fever and kept pestering me about drinking water. He wouldn't. He couldn't.

As I took my 5th step I remembered how he would send me flowers to my apartment because I once mentioned that I preferred the fresh air of the country over the one in the city. To this, he was adamant about having flowers ready at my front door, just so I could get a waft of fresh air as I stepped out of my apartment. He wouldn't. He couldn't.

As I took my 6th step I remembered the time we spoke about our dreams and how our future endeavors wouldn't mean anything if we didn't have each other. He wouldn't. He couldn't.

As I took my 7th step I came in contact with the wedding photo that hung on the wall. Our smiles met my eyes. I tried to convince myself that we were happy. He wouldn't. He couldn't.

As I took my 8th step I remembered how he proposed to me right before I had to leave for my first overseas job. He wanted to seize the moment in front of our friends and family. He wouldn't. He couldn't.

As I took my 9th step I remembered his birthday as we were all surrounded by our loved ones. We all cheerfully sang to him. At the end of our chanting, he didn't blow out his candle telling everyone that he had gotten everything he had ever wished for, as his eyes connected with mine and his grip tightened around my waist. He wouldn't. He couldn't.

As I took my 10th step I remembered our talk last month about having kids. He wanted us to expand our family. He wouldn't. He couldn't.

I had finally reached the hallway upstairs but my feet came to a stop due to the dreadful feeling in my stomach. I forced myself to drag my feet toward the noise from down the hall. I was kind of relieved when I figured that the muffled sound came from the guest bedroom and not our room. My feet moved quicker now, yet I couldn't bring myself to open the door. I grabbed the handle and slowly turned it as I slightly pushed the door. My eyes connected with the bed. Then, the two people that were in the bed.

My breath hitched at the sight. The slight relief that I had gotten was now completely gone, replaced by an awful feeling. I quickly turned and made my way toward the stairs....

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I'm so excited to post my first fic!!! Hope you like it loviiieess❤️

Stay tuned for what's next. What do you think she saw in that bed?🫢

You'll find out in part 2!!

[heavyhitterheaux]

Not a Baby Anymore

First Babies of Private Garden Fic

Synopsis: You and Jack have to get on the same page regarding Axel, who clearly lets you know that he is tired of being treated what he believes is unfairly by you

Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

Please Do Not Repost My Content Anywhere

Axel hadn't been your biggest fan after he had asked you if he could go to soccer camp after school was going to be let out in a few weeks. You had your hesitations of him being away from you for a long period of time and even though he was getting older, you weren't quite ready for it. So, of course you told him no. That led to him catching an attitude with you and running straight to his room but not before telling you that ‘You never let me do anything. I wish dad was here more.’

You were trying to explain your reasoning to him, but he didn't want to hear it. Jack was due to be back later that evening and you had a strong feeling that he was going to try and convince you otherwise.

Once Jack had made it in the door and saw you sitting in the living room on your phone, he simply sat down next to you before sliding you onto his lap. Your arms immediately went around his neck and he gave you several kisses.

“I missed you.” You whispered against his lips before giving him another kiss which instantly made a smile come to his face.

“I missed you too. Where are all my babies?” Jack asked as he wrapped his arms around you.”

“Ivy and Autumn are in the backyard, Cam and Cash are with my parents, and Axel was in his room the last time I checked. Nova is working on her science project.”

“Hmm, that's weird. He's usually all up under you. I'm surprised he lets you breathe sometimes.” Jack knew early on that the bond you and Axel shared was special since the both of you almost lost your lives.

He remembered when he was going back and forth from your hospital room in the ICU to the NICU to see the triplets and how he was probably either going to lose his wife or one of his children. Those were the longest few days of his life and he didn't know what he was going to do if you left him before he properly got to have a chance at fixing your marriage.

“Aht! Not too much on my baby boy.” You answered while playfully hitting Jack who laughed.

“Our baby boy is almost fourteen.”

“Your point!? But I know he missed you.” But you didn't mention the argument that you two got in earlier which was why he was now in his room. Because he didn't want to be near you.

“Well let me go check on them. I'll be back.”

Jack slid you off his lap before kissing your forehead and going upstairs to see Axel.

He noticed that his door was open and he poked his head in, excited to be reunited with one of his oldest babies only to see him angrily wiping tears away from his face.

“Ax what's wrong? Did something happen?” Jack asked as he stepped fully into his room and sat next to him on his bed.

“I want to go to soccer camp.”

“Okay, just let me know all the details about it and we'll pay for you to go. Why the tears?” Jack answered, but he could tell that there was something else.

Axel shook his head no and Jack looked at him confused.

“Ax?”

“I already asked mom and she said no.”

“What? Did she tell you why?”

“No, I walked away from her. She never lets me do anything especially when you aren't here. She lets my sisters do anything they want, but I have to stay home.”

This was the first time that Axel vocalized this to Jack and he quickly grew annoyed with you.

“You want to go?”

“Yes. All my friends are going.”

“Then that settles it. I’ll deal with your mother.”

“I don't understand why she always tells me no.”

“Don't worry. I’ll talk to her.”

“Dad?”

“Hmm?”

“Can we have pizza for dinner? If I had asked mom she would have probably told me no too.”

Jack stifled a laugh before answering him.

“We’ll order it when Cash and Cam come back.”

Little did Jack know that you had been standing on the top step listening to their conversation and was going to confront him about it. You quietly snuck back down the steps to sit in the living room and bide your time.

Jack stayed with Axel for another twenty minutes before going to see the girls and then made his way back inside.

—

“Jackman….” Jack heard you say his name as he heard your footsteps approach from behind him and he immediately sighed because he knew a shitstorm was coming. He had just left Axel's room for the second time and had made his way downstairs to find something to snack on.

“Yes, baby?” He replied as he turned around to face you.

“Why did you tell Axel that it was okay for him to go to soccer camp when I specifically told him no?”

“Because you are overprotective of him and never let him do anything.” Jack said being completely honest as he shrugged.

“What? No I'm not!”

“Babe, yes you are. You aren't like that with Ivy and Autumn and let them do anything that they ask within reason. Why doesn't Axel get the same treatment?”

“I do give him the same treatment!”

“Are you trying to convince me or yourself? You let me teach him how to play and it took me months to convince you to say yes. Our baby boy is growing up and it's about time you accepted that.”

“Well yes! He has asthma! That was my entire reasoning.”

“That is well controlled. He hasn't had an attack since he was 6 and takes his meds on a daily basis.”

“But what if something happens and I'm not there? Did we forget that we almost lost him?”

“Y/N…. Thirteen years ago. He is fine and going to make good choices. All of his friends are going and I don't want him to feel left out.”

“I still don't know. The thought makes me nervous.”

“He's not going to be far from home and it's only for two weeks.”

“TWO WEEKS? No, that's too long for him to be away from us. Absolutely not.”

“So let me ask you this. When he becomes an adult because you know that's eventually going to happen, right? Are you going to be babying him like this? And sheltering him? How is he supposed to experience anything? I'm convinced that you're going to go to college with him too.” Jack explained, but all you did was roll your eyes.

“My answer is still no.”

“And I told him yes. My second born came to me in tears, upset and told me how when I'm not here and he asks you to do something nine times out of ten you tell him no. This is something that he really wants to do and his mom shouldn't be ruining that for him.”

“But he's my baby.” You quietly said as you were trying to blink back tears. All of your children held a special place in your heart but you admit you took extra precautions when it came to Axel because he wasn't dealt the best hand when you brought him into the world.

“And he's mine too. I want all of them to be able to experience things and have opportunities but one child shouldn't feel like he's being left out.”

Just then you heard footsteps and turned to see that it was Axel who was trying to wipe the remnants of his tears away before you saw them making your heart break.

“Axel…” You started to say, but he immediately went over to Jack.

“She won't let me go will she?” He asked as he looked up at him and all Jack did was sigh.

“Ax, turn around and ask her.”

“Why? She's probably going to say no like she always does.”

“All I want to do is protect you.” You said as your eyes started to water.

“I'm not a baby anymore! And I'm tired of you treating me like one. I take my meds every day and I haven't been in the hospital since I was six. I want to go to soccer camp with my friends!”

Crossing your arms, you gathered your thoughts before responding.

“I know that you aren't a baby anymore, but this is hard for me. I know I say this all the time, but I didn't even think that you would make it to six months old. So can you understand why I`m so hesitant. But if this is what you want, okay.” You responded while shrugging.

“Wait, that's it?” Axel asked, thinking that you were going to put up more of a fight.

“Yes.”

“But there are going to be rules that you have to follow.” Jack piped up and Axel eagerly nodded.

“You call us everyday, set an alarm on your phone for your meds and take your inhaler with you. If at any point you don't feel well, you tell them immediately so that they’ll be able to get you the help you need. This will be the test to see if you can be responsible enough to be away from us.” Jack explained while Axel was actively listening.

“Okay, I will. Promise.”

As you stood off to the side, Jack looked at Axel and nudged his head in your direction while you weren't looking.

“Mom?”

“Yes?”

Axel didn't respond, but instead hugged you and you tightly hugged him back.

“I promise that I'll be fine.”

“I know you will.”

—

“That woman has one more time to look at you before I go off.” You told Jack as both of you were at Axel's championship soccer game for his team. It was the last day of summer camp and you could tell that you and Jack made the right choice even though it took a little convincing on his part to get you to say yes.

All Jack did was laugh before wrapping an arm around you and kissing your cheek.

“Baby, please don't. We're here to see Axel play.”

“She is giving you bedroom eyes. I can focus on two things at the same time!”

“The only person that I'm going into a bedroom with is you so she can forget it. But focus on Axel!”

“Fine, but when the game is over I'll deal with her.”

It was down to the last few seconds and the game was tied when Anthony, Axel's best friend and teammate passed him the ball which he kicked right into the net and scored, winning the game.

You and Jack erupted in cheers as his teammates gathered around him and picked him up.

Once the crowd died down, you and Jack made your way onto the field and Axel immediately ran to the both of you. Once he reached you, both of you immediately brought him into a hug.

“So proud of you.” You whispered in his ear as he hugged you both tighter.

“Thank you for letting me come.”

“Anything to see our baby happy. Now where are we going to celebrate your amazing championship winning goal?”

“Hmm Wing Stop?”

“I… seriously?” Jack said as he looked at the both of you.

“Momma's baby. You should already know.” You responded while shrugging.

The three of you were walking back to Jack’s car when Axel turned to look at him.

“Hmm, I guess you are a good teacher after all.” Axel told Jack.

“Obviously, you get your talent from me.”

“I thought that I got it from mom?”Axel playfully asked.

“WHAT? Since when does your mom play soccer?”

“See? Our son knows he got all his good qualities from me.”

“Not that attitude.” Jack shot back and you immediately rolled your eyes as Axel laughed.

“But being a soccer mom does look good on you.”

“I make anything look good.” You said while winking.

“Including dad.”

“HEY! Don't you two start! But I have to agree.”

“Mom, do you think I'm good enough to go pro?” Axel asked as your eyes went wide.

“Um Ax, let's just get through the rest of today first. I don't think your mom is ready to have a constant series of panic attacks if you play professionally.”

“Only if I come with you to every practice, workout session, and game of course!”

“On second thought, never mind.”

“I'll get us all matching shirts.”

“Dad, make it stop.”

“Nope, you asked for this.”

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𐑺 ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ SHE'S THE ONE — JACK HARLOW

new comment from; @comehomeimissyou. can you do jack realizing he has met his soulmate?

summary. jack notices just how much he needs you in his life.

warnings. fem!reader + fluff. wc, 618.

a note from sisi. im happy to finally put out something, it is short but it still something. im also working on other requests so can't wait to get those out. — masterlist / previous fic / taglist.

It was another late night at the studio where Jack was listening to tracks wanting them to sound perfect for his upcoming album.

You have been accompanying him to show him support, giving your opinion when it was needed, and you always did it with a smile on your face, reassuring him when he was way too in his head.

“But I remember when you used to be fanned out. I guess that when the whole world loves you. People only got one way to stand out. All that time in the kitchen finally panned out. I put some flavor in a pot and took the bland out,” Jack rapped while his fingers played with a toothpick, waiting for your input but silence met him.

“Babe?” His eyebrows furrowed together, confused on why you were so silent as you were just talking to him a minute ago but when he swiveled his chair to face you, he noticed you fell asleep on the couch.

A smile wore on Jack’s face as he got up from his chair, quietly walked over to you, putting his jacket over you to keep you warm before sitting back down in his chair.

Jack needed to finish this up so he can bring you home but he couldn’t help but to continue to look at your sleeping figure.

There was one thing Jack was sure of; if his career didn’t work out, he would have still had you by his side as you have always been there through everything.

You were his ride or die, Jack could not imagine a life without you. He was so into his thoughts that he didn’t notice the door to the studio open. “You good?” Urban questions as he notices how deep in thought Jack is as he sits in the chair right next to him.

“Yeah I was just thinking about something…” Jack trails off as something new pops into his mind, and before he goes to reveal what it was, he makes sure that you’re in a deep sleep so you wouldn’t hear the conversation.

Once he's in the clear, he takes a deep breath as Urban makes a blunt. "I'm thinking of finally proposing to [Name]."

"She has been there with me from the start,' Jack spoke as Urban listen quietly. "She always supported me even when there were times I doubted myself."

"About time," Urban blurt out, making Jack laugh. "I thought of doing it a long time ago but I didn't think I was ready and the thing with [Name], I didn't feel the need to rush into things which made me feel relax whenever I was around her."

"I don't think I can find another girl like her, nor do I think I can let her walk out of my life," he ramble as his eyes stay on you. "I want to give her my last name and then when it's time, start a family with her."

“I just need to get the ring and the perfect place to propose at.”

“Well you can scratch off at a football game, she thinks it cheesy and overdone,” Urban replies as he raises the spliff to his mouth.

Jack lets out a laugh at that. “Nah man it got to be special.” The sound of his laugh echoes through the room making your eyes flutter open, confused on what was happening and as soon as the sleep escapes you, you tune into their conversation.

“She’s definitely the one for me and nothing can change that.” A huge smile forms across your cheeks as you close your eyes back to make it seem like you were still sleeping and didn’t hear what he said.

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Monster’s Inc - Meet The Harlow’s

Context: Sage = Boo

Genre: angst > fluff

Word Count: 500 (?)

Pairings: The Harlow’s

Warnings: n/a

A/N: Please excuse any grammar issues, I wrote this on my phone.

Series Masterlist | Main Masterlist

The sound of Sage’s scream woke you out your slumber, sitting straight up in bed. You rubbed the sleep out your eyes, letting out a large sigh as you tried to regroup your thoughts and your sight.

That’s when you heard Sage’s feet patter across the floor, the door to you and your husband’s room swinging open as she made her way towards you. Tears covered her puffy cheeks, and her eyes were red from crying.

You swiftly put your glasses on your face, your contacts out and sitting in the cute case Jack had bought you. Later that day you made sure to get him one to match.

Not being blind your ass.

Speaking of your husband, he slowly began to stir as Sage stood at the end of your bed, the pink teddy bear Urban gotten her for Valentine’s Day last year in hand.

“What’s wrong princess?” You spoke softly, slightly elbowing Jack for him to wake up.

“There’s a monster under my bed.” She spoke, fear evident in her voice.

“What’s going on?” Jack spoke, Sage immediately moving to his side of the bed.

“There’s a monster under my bed daddy! You gotta go get it!” She tugged at your husband’s hand, pulling him out of bed.

“Okay, okay peanut.” He began to follow your daughter out of the room, before she came to a complete stop in her tracks, Jack almost falling over her.

“Wait! Daddy, you need a weapon!”

“A weapon? Where did you learn that word?” You had stood up and moved towards the two of them, hands on your hips.

“In one of daddy’s shows we watched! The man had a weapon!” She spoke confidently, nodding her head.

“What kind of weapon was it?” You asked out of curiosity.

“A gun. Daddy, do you have a gun?” You looked at your husband in shock, who wouldn’t look at you out of fear.

“No daddy does not. But, you know what daddy has? His fist!” Jack began fake boxing the air, throwing punches and grunting as your daughter laughed.

“Will that do, peanut?”

“Yes daddy.”

“Good. Now, you stay here with mommy. I’m going to go take care of that monster!” He spoke, cracking his knuckles and rolling his neck.

“Wait! Daddy!” Sage spoke, letting go of your hand and running back toward her daddy at the door, him kneeling down to her level. She gave him a kiss on the cheek, taking his face in both of her small hands and looking him in the eye.

“Be careful daddy.”

“I will. Daddy will be back.” He gave her a peck on the forehead before heading out the bedroom door, calling out for the monster.

“You better hide monster, because when I’m done with you, you won’t even think about stepping foot in the Harlow’s House ever again!”

“He’s so brave mommy.”

“He is peanut. Come on, you can get in bed with mommy.” You spoke softly, as she yawned, taking your hand again.

“Okay mommy.”

By the time Jack came back, Sage was asleep, curled up by your side.

“Did you get the monster?” You spoke, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah. Just a bunch of toys. One of them just so happened to be Mike Wazowski from Monster’s Inc. The gag gift Clay got her for Christmas. They probably casted a shadow that scared her. She’s sleep?”

“Mhm. We should keep her home tomorrow, she seemed pretty shaken up.”

“I agree. I’ll take her out for breakfast in the morning.” He slid back into the bed, moving to spoon the two of you.

“She’s so beautiful.” You spoke softly, stroking her cheek.

“Like you.” He smiled as he spoke, shifting slightly to give you a peck on the lips.

“Yeah yeah, don’t butter me up Mr. Harlow. We still have to talk about your ‘weapon’.”

“Mmm, how about in the morning? I’m pretty tired from defeating that monster. Goodnight!” He turned out the light on his side of the bed, pulling you close.

You chuckled, shaking your head as you turned out the light on your side.

“Goodnight.”

[i-care-4u]

FACE TO FACE | J.HARLOW

PAIR: JACK HARLOW X ACTRESS!READER

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED | MASTERLIST

A/N: this fic is inspired by the couple quizzes on the gq youtube channel!

TAGGED: @livsters

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cameras started rolling. you were holding a set of cards while opening up the given laptop to talk to jack on screen. right now, you were going to ask some questions to jack, who was going to be in front of your screen. it really wasn’t face to face like they said, but rather screen to screen.

you introduced yourself, “hi gq, i’m y/n l/n, and today i’ll be asking one of my biggest fans a series of questions.”

meanwhile, jack got all giggly, excited to answer the questions that his girlfriend provided. he pretends to pick up the phone, “what’s up [nickname]?”

“hello mister harlow!” you chuckled at both jokes.

jack began conversation by asking the basic, “how are you doing today?”

“i’m doing great, what about you?”

“if you’re feeling great, then i’m feeling great also.”

you switched the conversation by bringing the main topic of the video, “good. okay, so i got to ask you some questions.”

“got it.”

-

☆ FIRST QUESTION - “WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CURSE WORD?”

“probably fuck.” jack giggled at his answer, which later spread onto you. his answer reminded you of that clip featuring miranda cosgrove. although the clip was recorded, the editors had to bleep out the word due to monetization reasons. it sounded a bit more silly in the final version.

you pretended to be shocked by his answer, “i was about to say the same thing,” you explained, “there’s just so much emotion just by using those four letters.”

jack nods in agreement, “right. like you could accidentally spill a glass of milk and be like fuck.”

☆ SECOND QUESTION - “WHAT’S THE HARDEST PART ABOUT WORKING WITH ME?”

“i think the hardest part about working with you is not laughing the entire time. like you forget that you’re at work and not listening to a comedian’s private show.”

“i know, but it’s understandable,” you said, “it’s hard not to have fun when you’re around someone you love.”

☆ THIRD QUESTION - “WHAT IS YOUR SELF-CARE ROUTINE?”

jack had his hand resting on his chin, smirking. “resting with the best.”

you sarcastically rolled your eyes at jack. “baby, we’re talking self-care here!”

“my self-care routine consists of taking a bath, taking care of my hair, taking care my skin, making sure that i’m looking clean.” jack showed his clear and fresh manicure. “also getting a fresh trim and manicure if i can.”

you awed at him. “the manicure part was my idea, by the way.”

☆ FOURTH QUESTION - “LAST PURCHASE UNDER $20?”

you were already thinking about his answer, and it caused jack to laugh. you obviously had to joke about it. “let me guess, condoms?”

surprisingly, jack shook his head. he truthfully answers, “surprisingly, not this time. the last purchase under 20 was a set of tank tops. i believe they were 15 bucks.”

you scoffed, “yeah right.”

“you know what?” jack paused and remembered his last purchase. “forget about the tank tops. my last purchase under 20 dollars were a party sized bag of doritos.”

you got closer to the camera, pretending to hold a private conversation, “doritos, please don’t cut ties with us.”

☆ FIFTH QUESTION - “WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE OUTFIT OF MINE?”

“my favorite outfit of yours?” jack repeated the question. he started to think of the many outfits that you wore over the years. he had plenty of them in mind but for today, he could only say one.

“i’m going with the red carpet look from cannes film festival.”

you wore a schiaparelli dress, and the accessories is what brought jack’s attention. you were surprised by jack’s response. you could’ve thought of another look, but it was a fan favorite after all. “the one from last year?” you asked jack.

“yeah, i liked it,” jack smiled, “what’s wrong?”

you shook your head, “oh nothing. i’m just surprised that you picked that one out of all my other looks.”

“well, i had a list of favorites, but i thought i only had to go with one, so i chose the schiaparelli look.”

“say, you got a list?” you placed your hands on your chin, striking the beth harmon pose, “tell me.”

jack lightly chuckled and began listing his favorite looks of yours. “okay-”

you reacted shockingly, “damn, you really listed an entire catalog of mine!”

“it’s the stylist’s fault for picking the good ones for you.”

☆ SIXTH QUESTION - “WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SHOW TO BINGE?”

jack started reminiscing about the shows he used to binge, “i watch a lot of tv, and y/n knows that i’m inconsistent when it comes to these series.”

you agreed, “right. do you have a favorite, however?”

jack removed the toothpick from his mouth, “right now, i have to go with entourage on hbo.”

you smacked your lips, “there’s something about hbo series that seem more enjoyable than other services.”

☆ SEVENTH QUESTION - “WHAT IS YOUR GO-TO FILM?”

“there’s a lot of options when it comes to film, but right now, probably brokeback mountain.”

you were in the film industry, so you were aware of a lot of films. prior to acting, you were a film fanatic, going to the theaters during release day whenever you had a chance.

of course, you had your influences growing up. one of your inspirations growing up was the cast of brokeback mountain, which included heath ledger, jake gyllenhaal, and anne hathaway.

“i have a fun fact about brokeback mountain,” you began giving a backstory, “it was one of the first movies that got me into acting.”

the words that came out of your mouth made jack fall for you even more. he didn’t know about this piece of knowledge until now. he starts telling how you mean so much to him to the people the film crew that were in the background. “when i say this girl is my dream girl, she is my dream girl.”

☆ EIGHTH QUESTION - “WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FILM BY ME?”

“on the topic of films,” you picked up the card with the question on it, “what is your favorite film starring me?”

“starring you…” jack repeated that phrase, blanking out in front of you as he sets all of your filmography in his head.

since you were a critic’s darling, jack had some favorite films in mind. “i loved your performance in knives out and bones and all. oh, and the recent puss in boots movie? our future kids is going to love it!”

you laughed at his heart warming comment. “gee, i hope so…”

☆ NINTH QUESTION - “WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF YOU WERE ME FOR A DAY?”

jack rubbed his hands. “this is a tough one.”

he goes, “all of a sudden, i’m y/n l/n for a day. for a day off, i would probably pick up a camera and film a sweet little video featuring my sweet boyfriend.”

it was very thoughtful of him to bring up your passion of filming. since you were a busy woman, you felt like there was little time for you to pick up an extra hobby. sure, you might play the piano or be on the studios with jack on another day, but having time for something else wasn’t on your schedule.

“any extra details you want to add, y/n?”

“the setting takes place in our kitchen, keeping it cozy there.”

you hummed, “very.”

he mentions one last detail. “oh, and my sweet boyfriend is making food.”

your face changed from being relaxed to you laughing, knowing jack’s cooking skills. “and that’s where i end the video.”

☆ TENTH QUESTION - “WHAT ADVICE WOULD YOU GIVE TO EVERYONE RIGHT NOW?”

jack made a frowning face. “what kind of advice? relationship? career?”

you picked up the card again, reading every single detail of that question. “it doesn’t specify what kind of advice, so i assume any.”

“i have this one advice that came from my dad,” jack quotes, “every decision can alter your whole life path, so it’s crucial you make good ones.”

“well said,” you tell jack, “everyone in here, take notes.”

-

the tenth question of the interview was already answered, marking the end of the video. the directors yelled “cut” from both rooms, but you two had to stay for one last message.

jack starts, “if y’all want to see the other way around, go to vogue.com to see me ask y/n these questions face to face.”

“thank you to gq for being involved in this conversation between jack and i. thank you for watching!” you blew a kiss in front of the camera. the video cues to a white screen, placing the names of the people involved.

the cameras got everything, so you two were free to leave the studio. before you left the room, you talked to jack on the laptop five minutes after the interview ended.

“what do you want to do after we finish the interview for vogue?”

“you want to have a commentary on brokeback mountain?”

“i’d love that,” you smiled, “i’ll make dinner too.”

[kittluzbills]

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Interurban Love (Jack Harlow Fanfic)

Jack Harlow decides to stop into a humble small business suit shop on the outskirts of the city.

Quick read (more parts to come if there’s a yummy response rate)

749 word count

“Hey, wake up!” Mark, April’s uncle and also the store manager slammed his hand against the checkout desk, where April stood as he made his way towards the back of the house. He was running late, and she knew exactly why by the look of his newly twisted dreadlocks. She needed a new look herself, but was happy with her naturally curly hair especially since the winter months were approaching. She was nearly falling asleep on the job. Another slow ass Sunday at Interurban Lux — a hot spot for wannabe hotshots. Although the store was geared towards luxury looks for men, April was usually met with nothing other than high school students who were just window shoppers. It didn’t help that the location sat right on the outskirts of the city. She respectfully straightened her stance and worked on displaying her fake smile to a room full of ghosts. There was literally no one there and with two hours left before the store closed she wanted nothing more than to go home.

***

April was in the middle of dusting off a few mannequins, her back turned towards the entrance, when the doorbell rang signaling a customer. Of course the last thirty minutes of the day! “Hi there, we’re closing in thirty min…” Her voice trailed off as a handful of men stepped inside.

Mark made his appearance known, entering the room just as jolly as can be. Probably happy that he’s actually getting business for once… or preparing for some sort of robbery.

“Hey fellas! How can I help you all today?” They spoke in a hushed tone so it was hard for April to make out anything that was being said. She inched closer to possibly assist and noticed a shaggy haired, slim fair skinned guy in black sweatpants and a hoodie, who appeared to be hiding and keeping to himself. Great, another kid needing a suit for a dance. Assuming the least, she went back to her closing duties and let her uncle handle the transaction. “Sure, we can take care of Mr. Harlow here with no problem.”

Harlow? Wait, come to think of it from what little features she could make out of the guy he did look like… Jack Harlow! What was he doing waaaay out here? As if to be discreet, Mark led the fellas to one of the more private rooms in the back. It wasn’t until moments later that he called April back there. “Yes sir?” April asked, her nervous energy beginning to form.

He smiled at her while handing her an iPad to take down measurements, “We have Mr. Jack Harlow here. He needs a suit for a very special event and he chose us to get the job done for him.”

She tried to sound as calm, cool, collected and professional as possible, “Great. I’ll be here to assist in whatever way I can.”

She smiled over at Jack who honestly looked drained, but still responded gratefully, “Thank you. I appreciate y’all taking the time, I know you close in 15 minutes.” He stood and stretched a bit. “Personally, I like a good double breasted suit. Double the breast, double the style.” Jack stated with a cheesy smile.

April giggled, “Noted.”

***

For the next 20 minutes Mark and April did their due diligence on getting him measured properly. She didn’t know quite what to expect during this encounter but it was pleasant for once. Jack was funny and personable and possibly hitting on her…? Either way! What’re the odds that the two would run into each other again?

“Okay Jack,” Mark dropped the ‘Mr. Harlow’ bit as Jack requested during his fitting. “We’ll have that suit made for you and ready to go in a few days.”

“I appreciate it,” Apparently they were now on “family terms” because Jack brought Mark in for a brotherly dap. Meanwhile, April stood there with a smile. Jack smiled at her and held his arms open for a hug, “Bring it in.” And that she did. He stood taller than her, and smelled delicious. Embarrassingly enough, she almost didn’t pull away…

“One last thing. Do you mind if we get a picture with you? I think it would help our business tremendously.” Mark asked. He wasted no time whipping out his outdated android.

“For sure. Hey Bruce, snap a pic for us.” The three maneuvered themselves in front of their Interurban Lux sign, Bruce snapping their photo on the outdated android.

[middlechild404]

Masterlist:

Coming home - Part 1

Coming Home - Part 2

Learning Anatomy

Taking care of sick Jack

Flying over the Atlantic

[https-harlow]

Fight The Feeling- Part 10 Always Your #1 Fan

Summary- You and Jack deal with the video revealing your pregnancy getting out, you both continue to talk about your relationship, new and old and Jack gets jealous when Brent Faivaz sends you flowers.

Word Count- 3.4k

A/N- Thank you to everyone who suggested people for me to use, Brent Faivaz isn't actually in the fic, just mentioned. There will be an insta au of them announcing the pregnancy, I wanted to release it with this part, but it isn't quite done yet.

“Do either of you know about the video that was shared of you two last night?” Neelam asked.

You and Jack had both gotten woken up to repeated calls from your managers. Neither of you saw the video that was taken of you at the basketball game. You went to bed as soon as Jack dropped you off, and Jack didn’t really check his phone after he dropped you off.

“What video?” Jack asked, looking over at you confused. 

“I didn’t post anything.” You said, equally as confused. Claire moved her laptop, showing both of you her screen with an article pulled up.

A video of one of the newest celebrity couples started circulating twitter last night and it’s had fans talking since it was released. Even before the video was released, some fans were already speculating that the couple had been fighting. Jack Harlow and Y/N tried to get out of the kiss cam, and even when they participated, it was a quick kiss on the cheek before the couple left their seats very soon after. In the video that was released, the couple also appeared to be fighting, Jack dropping Y/N’s hand. 

The couple seemed to make up quickly and that’s where the speculations really start. Fans quickly pointed out that Jack was resting his hand on Y/N’s stomach, and she quickly put her hand on top of his. Jack even kissing the top of their hands. 

Fans immediately started to speculate that Y/N is pregnant. These rumors are backed up not only by the video but by the fact that fans of Y/N have noticed she has been wearing a lot more oversized clothes recently, and in social media posts is only pictured from the chest up, she has been posting old photos, or her stomach is covered. Even in her GQ Couples Interview, fans noticed her stomach often being covered up by the card she was holding and there was a table partly blocking her. They also brought up the timing of them announcing their relationship.  

We’ve reached out to both Jack Harlow’s team and Y/N’s team as well as any sources close to the couple, but we have not heard back yet. 

You and Jack looked at each other before looking at Claire and Neelam.

“There’s a couple things we could do, we can confirm it, ignore it, or create a distraction.” Claire told you and you sighed softly.

“I mean, we were talking about announcing it soon anyways.” You said, looking over at Jack.

“If you’re ready, that’s fine with me.” Jack said. “I know we wanted to do it before any serious rumors started, but it’s too late for that now.”

“I think it’s a better option then just ignoring it.” You agreed. 

“How do you want to announce it?” Neelam asked.

“We both decided we don’t want to make it a big deal, probably just an Instagram post.” You said. 

You, Jack, Claire, and Neelam continued to discuss a couple other things during your meeting since you were already there. You and Jack ended up leaving and walking to your cars together.

“You’re still coming to the show tomorrow, right?” Jack asked you and you nodded.

“Of course, I wouldn’t miss it. It’s one of the first times I'm really going to be able to watch you preform.” You told Jack.

“Wow, way to make me nervous.” Jack laughed softly, making you roll your eyes.

“There’s no way you’re nervous just because I’m going to be there.” 

“Of course, I am. The two most important people in my life are going to be there.” Jack said, placing his hand on top of your stomach.

“Who’s the second one?” You asked.

“You.” Jack said, moving his hand back down to his side. “I know what you’re going to say, or what you’re thinking, but I mean it.” Jack reassured. You sighed softly but nodded, your eyes tearing up.

“Oh, please don’t cry, I didn’t mean to make you cry.” Jack said, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his chest, you let him, hiding your face in his chest.

“I wanted to do things the way we planned them, not even just announcing the pregnancy, but starting a family and being together.” You cried.

“I know.” Jack sighed, rubbing small circles on your back. “I’m sorry I fucked everything up.” Jack apologized. 

“Not everything is your fault.” You said, lifting your head from his chest, wiping the tears away. “I’m sorry I’m emotional.” You apologized, Jack shook his head.

“No, don’t apologize. I understand.” Jack said. “I’m sorry I made you cry.” Jack continued to hold you until you had finished crying, only letting you go once you pulled away.

“Don’t be, I cried the other day because I ate the last donut, and I didn’t want to go get more.” You said and Jack laughed softly, making you start crying again. “It’s not funny, I still don’t have more donuts.”

“Oh, I wasn’t laughing at you, I just.” Jack paused for a second. “I’m going to shut up for now.” Jack said and you nodded. Jack wiped the tears from your cheeks.

“How about you go home, I’ll stop and pick you up donuts and drop them off on my way home.” Jack offered.

“You don’t have to do that.”

“Are you going to cry again if I don’t?” Jack asked and you laughed softly.

“Maybe, I can't confidently say no to that.” You said, laughing softly, wiping the remaining tears from your cheeks.

“Then I will. I want too anyways.” Jack said and you nodded.

“Thank you.” You smiled softly. You and Jack went your separate ways, you went back to your apartment, Jack stopped to pick up donuts before making his way to your apartment. 

You heard him knock on the door about 20 minutes after you got home, opening the door.

“Hey, thank you.” You smiled, taking the donuts from Jack. “You want to come in?” You asked and Jack nodded softly.

“Yeah, sure why not.” Jack smiled at you softly, stepping inside and you both walked to the couch Jack sitting down next to you. You took a donut out of the box, before offering Jack one.

“Do you want one?” You offered and Jack shook his head.

“No, I’m okay.” Jack said and you nodded as you put the rest of the box on the coffee table, taking a bite of your donut.

“All this baby wants is donuts recently.” You said, resting your hand on your bump.

“I’ll make sure to have donuts at the show tomorrow then, got to make sure the babies happy. You’re still coming right?” Jack asked and you nodded. 

“Of course, I am. I wouldn’t miss it.” You told Jack and he smiled softly, looking down at his hands for a second.

“I’ve been meaning to ask you, I’m having an after party at my place after the show if you want to come.” Jack said. “Well, it’s not really a party, I didn’t invite to many people, I’m just having some people over to hang out after.”

“Yeah, I’ll come over.” You told Jack. “You know that even after everything we’ve been through, I’m still proud of you so I would love to come. It’s crazy to think that we were still together when your tour started.”

“Yeah, it is.” Jack sighed softly. “It’s been a long 5 months.”

“It really has been.” You agreed.

“You’re really still proud of me?” Jack asked after a moment of silence.

“I am. I don’t ever see myself in a place where I’m not proud of you. I watched you grow so much, I remember you facetiming me before you went to your first Grammys and even though we had only known each other for a few weeks, I could tell you were so excited, or when you were the musical guest on Saturday Night Live and I was telling you how you’d be hosting the show one day. You didn’t believe me, but you did it. No matter what, I know how hard you’ve worked to get where you are, and I know that you deserve it.” You told Jack.

“You’re going to make me cry this time.” Jack joked, he was never the best at taking compliments and you knew that. You both laughed softly. “Seriously though, that means a lot. The one thing I really wished you were there for was hosting SNL.” 

“The one thing?” You teased and Jack rolled his eyes.

“I wish you were there for everything, but that was the first big thing I did after we broke up, it was just different not having you with me.” Jack said and you nodded.

“I understand that. If it makes you feel any better, I still watched. I never thought I’d admit that out loud, but I did. Watching you perform Lil Secret hurt a little more than I expected it to, but other than that I thought you did great.” You said. 

“It actually does. I didn’t even think that you would watch. I was nervous since you weren’t there.” Jack admitted.

“Yeah, I could kind of tell, but I think it’s cute when you’re nervous.” You said without thinking and Jack decided not to comment on it, but he did notice you calling him cute. “I will always be your number 1 fan, no matter what.”

“And I’ll always be your number 1 fan, I always have been.” Jack said and you smiled softly.

“Can I ask you something?” You asked, and Jack nodded.

“You can ask me anything.” 

“Was Lil Secret about either of the girls you cheated on me with?” You asked and Jack shook his head immediately.

“No. The album was released before I cheated. I know it might seem like some of the songs were inspired by me cheating, but they weren’t written with the intention that it would happen.” Jack said and you nodded softly. “There were some songs that were made from the idea of sleeping around but I wasn’t doing it or planning on it. It was from past experiences, other people’s experiences and partly to throw people off from the songs that were about you.” Jack explained.  

“I believe you, I believed you when you told me that before I heard the album, but after I found you had cheated, it just made me second guess everything.” You admitted. 

“I can see why you’d think that.” Jack agreed. “I probably would have thought the same thing if I was in your position.”

“I’m really glad we’re able to talk about everything now, since we didn’t when we broke up.” You said.

“Yeah, I am too, it’s nice to be able to get everything out finally.”

“I’m glad we are finally being honest with each other.” You said. “It is easier to work on forgiving you when you’re around.” 

“Thank you for even trying, I know I don’t deserve it for everything I’ve done to you. Not even the cheating, but accusing you of the baby not being mine, sleeping with that girl in California, lying to you about why I broke up with you, everything. If someone did all that to me, I don’t think I’d ever be able to forgive them.”

“Well, it’s easier to forgive you when you’re around unless you’re reminding me of everything you’ve done.” You joked and you both laughed softly. “Seriously though, if I was in your position and my ex who I hadn’t talked to suddenly tells me she’s pregnant I’d probably be hesitant too. I think you could have handled it better, but I understand where you were coming from. I can’t excuse the cheating, but the girl in California, you can do whatever you want, we aren’t together. Sure, I was angry, but I was angry at myself because I thought there was a chance we could be together again. I didn’t have that feeling for a while after that, but part of me does again. I didn’t feel like there was any part of you that loved me after that, but I also could have been more upfront with my feelings. I didn’t want you to know how I felt. You probably didn’t feel like I loved you either. Now that we both know how we feel, it would be different, and I don’t think I could forgive you. I think when you broke up with me, you had good intentions when you told me we should focus on our careers. If I didn’t know you had cheated, it would have hurt less. You did what you thought was best, I can’t be mad at you for that.” You said. 

“You’re way to forgiving of a person.” Jack sighed softly. “I feel like I’m taking advantage of that.” You shook your head.

“No, you aren’t. If I didn’t want to forgive you, I wouldn’t.” You said and Jack nodded softly.

You and Jack started talking about random things for a while, when Jack said he’d come into your apartment, he didn’t plan on being there as long as he was, but you were both enjoying being in each other’s presence. 

Jack was listening to you talk about your favorite tv show at the moment. The conversation had gone from emotional to you both talking about whatever you could think of. 

While he was listening to you, Jack couldn’t help his eyes flickering down to your lips. Jack wanted to kiss you, but he knew he shouldn’t. You both needed more time before you were ready for that step in your relationship.

“Uh, I’ll be right back, I’m going to get a drink, do you want anything?” Jack offered, standing up from the couch.

“No, I’m okay, thank you though.” Jack nodded, before quickly walking into your kitchen.  

As soon as Jack walked into your kitchen his eyes landed on a bouquet of flowers. At first, he didn’t think anything of it, grabbing a glass and filling it up with water before leaning against the counter. Jack stood in silence.

Jack ended up looking at the flowers again, this time noticing a card that said, “To Y/N, From Brent Faivaz.” on it. Jack was sure there was a message on the back of the card, but he didn’t flip it over. He didn’t want to feel invasive, and he wasn’t sure he wanted to know what it said. 

He almost felt jealous, no he did feel jealous. He knew you and Brent knew each other, you had been in a couple of his music videos in the past, you would talk at events if you ran into each other, maybe text each other occasionally. You would consider you to be friends with Brent, but you didn’t consider yourself close friends. Jack didn’t know you were even close enough for him to be sending you flowers though.

Jack felt jealous, so of course his thoughts went straight to that Brent sent you flowers as a romantic gesture. He knew you told him the night before that you loved him, and you had been talking about your relationship a lot that morning, but the flowers sitting in your kitchen told him otherwise. 

Jack knew you weren’t the type of girl to do that, tell someone you love them and be leading someone else on at the same time. He thought that maybe you changed though. Maybe because of how much he hurt you, you were leading him on to hurt him back.  He knew you wouldn’t do that, but he couldn’t help thinking about any possible situation that could happen.

You had noticed Jack had been gone for longer than he should have been for just getting a drink, so you decided to go check on him, walking into your kitchen. You saw Jack leaning against the counter.

“Are you okay?” You asked, walking over to Jack, you could tell he was in his own head about something. 

“Why did Brent send you flowers?” Jack asked, he wasn’t planning on it, but it just came out before he could stop himself from asking it.

“Did you read the card?” You asked and he shook his head immediately.

“No, of course not. I assumed it was something personal. I just saw his name.” Jack said and you laughed softly, shaking your head.

“Jack, read the card.” You told him.

“No, I don’t need to.” Jack said. “I trust you.” Jack trusted you, he just wasn’t sure if he trusted Brent’s intentions with you. 

“Jack. I want you to read the card.” You said, pulling the card out of the flowers and handing it to him. 

Jack sighed softly as he took the card, flipping it over to read it. The card read “So this is why you didn’t feel good last time I saw you. I’m happy for you and Jack, congratulations. Hope the rumors are true or this is awkward, if they aren’t, let’s just pretend these are a thank you for being in my last video.”

“Oh.” Jack said after he read the card.

“Last time I saw him was before I found out I was pregnant, but my morning sickness was really bad when we were filming his last music video, so he knew I didn’t feel good. He must have seen the rumors last night or this morning because they were at my door when I got home. I wouldn’t have kept them if they were for any thing else. I meant to tell you about them when you got here, but we started talking and I forgot.”

“That was nice of him to send you flowers.” Jack said, placing the card on the counter by the flowers.

“Were you jealous?” You asked and Jack blushed, looking away. 

“I wasn’t jealous.” Jack insisted. “I just, I don’t know, just after our conversations the past couple of days, I wasn’t sure what to think.” Jack admitted.

“You’re allowed to have doubts you know? We’re both figuring this out as we go. We just have to communicate any of our thoughts or doubts to each other, I need to work on it too, I’m glad you asked me.”

“I didn’t want to, I mean I was going to, but I didn’t mean to ask it so accusingly.” Jack explained and you shook your head.

“I didn’t take it that way. I could tell something was bothering you.” You told Jack and he looked at you.

“You could tell?” Jack asked, taking a drink out of his glass.

“Yeah, I could. I know you pretty well.” You admitted.

“Oh, you do?” Jack teased.

“Of course, I do. We we’re practically inseparable for almost a year and a half.” You said.

“I like to think I know you pretty well also.” 

“I’d hope so.” You teased, stepping closer to Jack. “Thank you for being here today, I’m sure you had other stuff planned with your show tomorrow, but it’s really kept my mind off of the fact that people found out about the pregnancy before we could announce it ourselves. I know it’s probably stupid, but I would probably be a lot more upset about it if you weren’t here to distract me.” You said, hugging Jack, laying your head on his chest as he wrapped his arms around you.

“Anytime, I told you I’d be here for you anytime you let me, I’m not going to go back on that now. I was supposed to be at rehearsal an hour ago, but it’s okay, I told everyone I was going to be late.  It’s not stupid though. We both wanted to be the ones to announce it, not leaked from some stupid fucking video, but we can still announce it, even if it’s not the way we planned on.” Jack reassured you, pressing a kiss to the top of your head without thinking. Neither of you acknowledged it, but it comforted you in a way that you hadn’t felt since Jack had broken up with you.

“Jack.” You said, pulling away from the hug. “Go, I don’t want to be the reason you’re late. You already are, but I don’t want you to be even later because of me.” You said, and Jack laughed as you practically pushed him to the door. 

“Want to come with me?” Jack asked and you thought for a second before you shrugged. 

“Sure, why not.” You smiled at him softly. “Let me go change.” You said, quickly walking to your bedroom.

“I thought you didn’t want me to be even later because of you.” Jack teased, sitting down on the couch to wait for you.

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So cute 😫😭

Kentucky Derby: Glitter and Horse Races.

A Hazel and Jade fic.

“Daddy! Daddy! Wake up lazy bonesies” Jade bounced on the bed as hard as she possibly could, hardly making it move at all.

Jack groaned, hiding his face with his hands dramatically in an attempt to successfully make Jade giggle.

“Daddy! You gotta get up!” She started pulling on his fingers to lift them off his face.

“It’s early! I’m going back to sleep” he mumbled in his groggy morning voice, turning toward the wall.

Jade used her dad as her personal jungle gym, crawling on him to continue waking him up.

“It’s mommy day! We have to wakey eggs and bakey!” She pulled on his eyelids to open them only making Jack erupt with giggles.

You had been gone for a long couple of days and truthfully it had already started to feel like a lifetime. Jade, Jack, and Hazel were counting down the days, and today you’d finally be flying home, hence “mommy day.”

“Fine! I’m up! I’m up!” He tickled Jade before picking her up and dramatically plopping her down beside him.

“When does mom come home?” Hazel stood in the doorway in her pajamas with her hair a mess. She had only been up for a few minutes but heard all the commotion coming from Jack's room.

“Let me see where she is” Jack smiled before grabbing his phone off the nightstand. He checked your location before sending you a good morning text.

“Good morning handsome! I might be late to Derby, I had to leave here later than expected. Ask Hazel to help you get Jade ready, please. I’ll be there!”

Truthfully you had been handling some family things and lost track of time, being away from your husband and daughters was always a challenge but missing out on Derby weekend just wasn’t going to happen. You’d be slightly late but you would still show up, knowing how much it meant to Jack.

“She’s on her way but she left late so she might have to meet us at the Derby but she’s coming.” Jack smiled as he started to get out of bed.

Hazel nodded, “do you want me to start breakfast?”

“No bug, go shower and I’ll start it” Jack yawned as he headed to the bathroom.

After breakfast, Jack sent you a quick text to let you know he was going to start getting himself and the girls ready. He was already being bombarded with texts from his friends and their derby fits.

Jade was sitting on the bathroom counter as Hazel carefully detangled her hair, adding butterfly hair clips to each side of her little sister's face.

“Are you excited to see the horses?” Jade mumbled as she looked up at her sister who had her tongue sticking out the side of her lips as she focused.

“Yeah! That's my favorite part. I like to bet on them with daddy. Are you excited?” Hazel smiled as she finished her hair and helped her down.

“They are kind of scary” Jade confessed as she took a look at her hair in the mirror she turned to Hazel with a giant smile. “Thanks, sissy!”

“You’re welcome! Go put your outfit on, have daddy help you so you don’t mess up your hair, or wait for me” Hazel quickly went to her room and shut the door so she could get ready, slathering on some purple glitter gel to her eyelids and hoping her dad wouldn’t notice.

Jack was starting to feel your absence shake him. He looked over at both of your derby fits as he stood in the closet, he was putting off getting dressed until the last possible minute hoping you’d be early.

Hazel was first to get dressed she had a black and white dress on with Chanel loafers and a hat. She had begged you and Jack to let her wear a hat this year and was happy when you surprised her with it.

You had luckily made it home earlier than you thought and came chaotically through the front door with all of your bags. Hazel ran to hug you immediately before backing up to show you her outfit.

“Look at me, mom!” She twirled in her dress in the middle of the living room to give you the full effect, trying to hide her glitter-covered eyelids from you.

“You look so beautiful Hazey!” You made sure to give her the attention she needed before both Jack and Jade came out of their rooms.

“Mommy!!” Jade ran over to hug you and you quickly scooped her up and placed her on your hip before Jack met you halfway with a passionate kiss that practically screamed how much he missed you.

“You’re still not dressed?” You looked at him wide-eyed knowing everyone was pressed for time.

“I was waiting for you” he lied knowing you’d see right through it with a giggle.

“Mr. Harlow…” you warned making him blush, “go!”

He saluted you playfully making the girls giggle as they followed you into Jade's room to get her dressed. She was wearing a lilac-colored dress that had floral imprints on it, and identical Chanel shoes to Hazel.

Hazel watched as you got Jade ready, sitting on the bed. “Hazel, go wipe that off please” you hummed earning a sad whimper from your oldest.

“I’m going to fix it for you” you smiled changing her mood completely as she scurried off to the bathroom to take it off.

“Can I wear makeup too?” Jade asked as she was hugging her stuffed giraffe that Jack had won her at the state fair last year.

“Maybe when you’re Hazeys age.”

“Can I wear chapsticks?” Jade rolled her eyes, disappointed at your response.

“Yes, bug! Go ask Daddy for one!” you held back your laughter as Jade excitedly nodded in response and quickly ran to find her dad.

Hazel patiently waited for you in the bathroom, sitting on the closed lid of the toilet.

“You want a glitter eye and some mascara?” You smiled, you and Jack had been preparing for this moment for a long time and both agreed that she would be allowed to wear makeup to the derby this year and maybe something light from now on if she wanted to.

You pulled out your makeup bag and handed her a brand new mascara wand and neutral eyeshadow palette. “I’ll do some glitter eyeshadow for today but this palette and mascara are for regular days, okay?”

“You mean I can use this for school?” Hazel's eyes widened, surprised at the gesture.

“Yeah! Now let me see. Do you want purple or silver glitter today?” You smiled showing her the options.

“Wait, dad is okay with it?” She was still surprised at your gesture and not ready to move on so fast. She pointed at the silver glitter before noticing her dad.

“I’m okay with what?” Jack smiled, as he leaned against the doorway with Jade following close behind him, lathering her lips with one of your chapsticks.

You had known what he was wearing to the Kentucky Derby for about six months, and the two of you finalized all of the custom pieces together, but seeing him dressed up head to toe never failed to give you butterflies. He had essentially taken all of the air out of your lungs, and he knew it too. The subtle smirk that crept upon his face nearly made you forget the young audience that was looking up at you both.

“Makeup” you snapped out of it and smiled, showing him you had already gifted them to Hazel.

“It makes me want to ugly cry that you’re growing up but yes I’m okay with it” Jack laughed, knowing the visual alone was enough to make Hazel giggle.

“Dad! You’re so dramatic!” Hazel giggled and Jade was the complete opposite and was concerned.

“Thats where you get it from” you teased.

“Why would you cry, daddy?” Jade looked up at Jack to see if she could see any tears falling from his eyes.

“Because it’s hard watching you two grow up to be such big girls” Jack smiled as he picked Jade up.

“I’ll be little forever! Don’t worry daddy!”

Jack's eyes began to sting, he was always emotional when it came to the girls. You fanned his face making him stifle a laugh before kissing him on the cheek.

“I’m going to change really quick and then we can go!” You ran off to the bedroom to change into your derby fit. You had chosen to wear a double-breasted Alexander McQueen suit this year that was pistachio green, a color you weren’t immediately sold on until you tried it on.

Jack left the girls to watch TV in the living room, rushing to help you get dressed and clasping your heels on for you.

“You look so good” he studied your features as you stood up and looked at yourself in the mirror.

“What if we send the girls with my mom and we stay here and-“

“Babe!” You turned to him with a giant smile, knowing you’d honestly rather be doing that than going to the derby today.

“Fine! After!” He couldn’t help himself, you looked beautiful and he loved every second of it.

“I’ll put the hat on for pictures” You held it under your arm and walked toward him so you could finally leave.

He laughed knowing the hat was your least favorite part. “Can you wear the hat tonight too?”

“Jackman!”

“Ooooh! Daddy’s in trouble” Jade echoed from the living room making you and Jack share exchanged looks before the four of you started walking out of the door.

“Hurry up family! We got horses to bet on!” Hazel was halfway to the car while the three of you walked behind her.

“Ever since she started wearing makeup she’s been so bossy” Jade mumbled under her breath making you and Jack share share a belly laugh, and a kiss before the Harlow family made their way to Churchill Downs.

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𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 craving his touch : jack harlow.

script. after you and jack decide to keep your relationship a secret to the public, you try your hardest not to get caught but once you start to crave his touch, things start getting messy.

ratings. minors and ageless blogs do not interact! | sfw/nsfw, fem! black! actress! reader, fluff, public sex, unprotected sex, p in v + a lil dirty talk. wc. 1.6k.

director's note. i'm so excited to be posting this, first smut on this acc, a bit nervous but i hope you guys love it. will be going back to writing so i can put out more pics for y'all.

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"Girl, are you even listening?"

"Yes," you lied through your teeth. 

The award show you were at was the last thing on your mind; sure you were glad to be nominated for the best actress award and other categories but as much as you loved your friends company, you weren't sitting next to the one person that made you smile.

Jack and you decided it was best for the both of you to sit at separate tables so people didn't suspect that you two were a couple and now you were regretting that idea. 

You were missing his touch, if you were sitting together now, he probably would have had his hand caressing your thigh under the table while whispering sweet things to you. 

But instead he’s four tables away from you as he sat with his friends and they look deep in conversation so he probably wasn't feeling the same way. 

"Clearly, your mind is somewhere else. What's on your mind?" Solana, your best friend asked, snapping you out of your thoughts, slight worry placed on her face. 

"Nothing, just can't wait to reach home and lay in my bed," you spoke, biting your bottom lip nervously not sure if she was going to believe your lie. 

You hated lying to your best friend, one can only think how upset she will be once she finds out what you have been hiding from her. 

A secret relationship meant no one knowing about your relationship with Jack. It was your idea to start one as you didn't want the world in your business; with the shaderoom documenting every part of your life, you wanted to keep the peace of your love life. 

What if you and Jack don’t work out, the world would be in the front row seats, watching your relationship fail and you didn't want that.

Then sometimes the paparazzi and the fans won’t give celebrities a chance to enjoy their life so them not knowing gives the two of you a chance to enjoy your relationship in peace and quiet without anyone input which is another problem with being a celebrity.

Solana eyebrows furrowed together as she didn’t believe it but before she gets to open her mouth to rebuttal, an announcer starts speaking and you let out a relief sigh. 

“And the best actress award goes to…” they begun as they open the envelope. 

Your friends that surrounded you grab your hands, squeezing it tight and you smile heavy as you awaited for the response. 

“[First name, Last name]!” the announcer exclaimed as the audience cheered; your friends screaming in your ear while the shock displayed on your face.

You get up from your chair and make your way to the stage, eyes locking onto Jack's who had the widest smile on his face, making your face heat up. 

You walk up the stairs and hug the two announcers before accepting the award from them. "Oh my god, I can't believe this is happening!" you spoke in the mic, trying to calm your racing heart, taking slow breaths. 

"I'm so grateful to my fans, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you guys," you start as you look into the crowd. "Sometimes I be feeling they gas me up too much," you chuckle as the audience laugh. 

"I wanna thank my family for always believing in me, my wonderful friends that support me and show me so much love..." you continued and your eyes land on Jack's once again, you could see how proud he was in his eyes and smile. 

"I want to thank this special person that entered my life unexpectedly, they match my energy and just wanna say thanks for sticking with me," you exclaimed as you lock eye contact with him as he discreetly blows a kiss to you before you walk behind stage as the award show goes to commercials. 

You decided to head to the bathroom as you needed to collect yourself after that moment, you couldn't believe you actually won. 

You were so nervous being up on stage as you looked out into the audience, everyone staring at you while you made your speech but once you made eye contact with Jack, all the nervousness seem to wash away. 

You kept walking, almost thinking you were lost until all of a sudden, you feel a hand pull you into a room, your senses on high thinking your in danger but as your nose takes a whiff of a familiar cologne, you open your eyes, noticing you were in the bathroom and taking in the sight of your boyfriend standing in front of you, smiling heavy.

“Jack! What the hell?!” You fire out as you punch him in the chest before crossing your arms over your chest. “You frightened the shit outta me!”

“Ouch, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he says as he rubbed his chest. “I just wanted to be close to you.” 

“And congratulate you on your win, you deserve it,” Jack praised as a grin spread across your face as you hug him, taking in his cologne. “Thanks baby.” 

You hold onto him for a bit longer until you were finally able to break the hug. “I missed you too by the way, the whole show you were on my mind,” you admit as your eyes lock onto his lips before returning back to his eyes, Jack notices as he leans in and claimed your lips. 

A small moan escapes your mouth as your tongues dangled together, gripping each other tight — the two of you been anticipating a moment like this to get your hands on each other and you didn’t want it end so soon. 

“How about you lock the door and physically congratulate me?,” you smirked, pulling away from the kiss, pulling on his tie seductively. Jack flashes his famous smiles at you before locking the door and you pull up your dress revealing your bare pussy to him. 

“No panties? I think you planned for this exact moment,” Jack comment as he hoisted you up on the counter briefly before unbuckling his belt, pulling his pants and boxers down; immediately lining up his cock with your entrance with how wet you were, he would slide right in with no problem.

"Ahhh... Jack, please hurry..." you whined, a little impatient having to wait hours without his touch, plus you didn't know how long y'all had before someone wanted to use the bathroom. 

Jack nodded his head in response briefly before sliding into your throbbing hole. "Fuck..." he groaned, once he was all the way inside you, starting at a slow pace, gently moving his hips in and out.

Soft moans exit your mouth as you held onto him, he watches how his cock disappears and reappears even more wet than before. His grip on you becomes tighter as he changes the pace he’s going at, plunging in and out of you and you try so hard to hold back the moans that want to escape so it wouldn’t attract attention. 

You run your fingers through his hair before gripping on it softly as continues his torture on your cunt. “Shit…” you cursed under your breath, trying to catch your breath but every thrust knocks it back out of you. 

“You feel s’good babe,” he groaned as he felt your gummy walls tighten around his length, knowing you were close and he wasn’t far behind you. 

The thrill of getting caught excited Jack, he’s been wanting to show you out as his, scream to the rooftop of how he had an amazing girlfriend.

He focuses on making you feel every inch of him, loving the way you gripped on his hair, loving how your core sucked him in, his favorite sound coming out your mouth. 

“Jack… I’m coming…” you cried out as your cunt flutter around his cock as the coil in your stomach snaps. Jack gives you four more strokes before releasing his hot seed deep inside you, groaning as he intertwined his lips with yours as you rode your highs together. 

“Wow,” he spoke as the both of you try to catch your breathes. “Baby, I don’t think I can handle going back to sitting apart from you, how about we go home?” You offered with a smile, hoping he say yes. 

“Hm, can’t keep your hands off me, huh?” he taunt and you shove him playfully. “Oh shut up.”

“Yes we can go home but we got to be careful in not getting caught,” he chuckled as he set you down on your feet and you both fix yourselves as best as you could. 

“Ladies first,” Jack comments while you made sure your appearance was good and you smile, giving him a quick kiss on his lips before walking out the bathroom, giggling a bit of what the two of you had done. 

You walk outside the building onto the red carpet and quickly looked around seeing no one in sight, smiling from ear to ear as you made your way to your car, the driver opening your door for you. “Thank you,” you smiled at him as you get in the backseat.

Jack waited until after your car drove off to step outside, he was so eager to get home that he forgot to fix his hair and tie. He got into his car quickly, manspreading in the seat as he recalled what happened in the bathroom and he couldn’t wait to get home to start a round two. 

The two of you thought you were lucky enough not to get caught leaving the award show early but unknown to you two, there was a photographer outside that did caught a pic of the two of you leaving, thinking that the shaderoom and the rest of the world will want to know this information he came upon.

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I’d like to request a Jack fic where reader (who is a fan and is shy) and Jack go on their first date and she is nervous but Jack notices and acts all cute about it and calms her down (like I thought about the ‘don’t be anxious, I got you’ line from poison). Please and thanks. (Fluff)

First Date Nerves

Tonight, you were going on a date with no other than Jack Harlow. Even thinking about it felt surreal.

You had met Jack a month ago in a Celtics game, you attended with your best friend Y/F/N. It was her that spotted Jack during the game who was sitting a row above the two of you. So when there was the announcement that was time out, Y/F/N didn’t think twice before attempting to shoot her shot with Jack. Even though you were a fan of his music, you were too shy to even consider bothering while attempting to make conversation with him.

Y/F/N and Jack started vibing and he seemed invested in the conversation, and before you knew he asked her.

“Who’s your friend?”

Y/F/N eagerly introduced you to Jack and you just clicked. It was like there was no one else in the room but the two of you for the remaining of the event. Afterward, you and Jack exchanged contacts and kept in touch ever since.

But now Jack was in town and has asked you a few weeks in advance given his busy schedule. Even though you were tempted to make up an excuse to not go, you knew deep down you wanted to do this, but your nerves just seemed to increase as the day got closer. So now, here you were in standing in front of the fancy restaurant. You took a deep breath before you entered.

To your surprise, you were greeted by the staff as they escorted you inside the empty restaurant until you arrived at Jack’s table. He looked so handsome with his curly hair and fitted black shirt.

“Hey” you smiled shyly.

“Hi, you look gorgeous” he said pulling you into a hug.

“Thanks” you said looking away and feeling your face heat up.

He pulled your seat for you before sitting in his seat.

One of the things Jack loved so much about you, was how shy you were because he found it adorable and endearing. The truth was that Y/N was completely clueless as to what Jack saw in her in comparison to Y/F/N who was way more extroverted.

Jack was so attentive and throughout the dinner, he expressed interest in your life, asking you questions to make you open up a bit more and lose yourself. However, he could still sense that she was a bit reserved.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Yeah”

“I can tell something is bothering you. Is it something I did?”

“No, of course not. It’s me- Im just….nervous, that’s all” you said looking away in embarrassment.

He smiled to himself.

Then he took your hand and looked at you with his kind eyes.

“Don’t be anxious. I got you”

A small smile formed from the corners of your mouth.

“Thanks”

“Is ok. I know dates can be intimidating. Believe me, I was nervous before coming here too”

“You were?”

“Yeah” he paused. “Let’s just forget that this is a date and just have fun, alright?”

You smiled and nodded.

And just like that you felt yourself loosen up and his charming and funny personality was a big contributing factor, as you found yourself a lot more talkative and laughing along to his jokes.

The night went along and you just completely lost track of the time up until he ordered the bill.

After he paid the bill, he turned to you.

“I had a great time tonight, and if it’s alright with you, I would like to see you again”

“I would love that”

He smiled.

“Can I take you home?”

“Yeah”

Jack held your hand as you walked to his car. The ride was filled with laughs and stolen glances.

When he pulled to your driveway, he opened the door for you and walked you to your front door.

“Thanks for this, I had a lovely time”

“Anytime” he smiled at you.

You started unlocking your door when something took over and you turned around.

Jack was about to walk back to his car when you called him.

“Jack”

“Yes” he turned to you.

You walked over to him and for some reason, you can’t explain, you leaned him and he sensed what you were doing and leaned down to you and kissed you.

He wrapped your arms around your waist deepening the kiss while you put your arms around his neck.

When you felt you were running out of breath, you slowly pulled away from him.

He looked back at you with a smile.

“Can I call you tomorrow?”

“Yeah” you smiled.

“Alright. Goodnight” he said.

“Bye”

Jack started walking back to his car smiling from ear to ear. He couldn’t wait to see you again.