#clark barker x jack kline

[lab-trash]

Michael x Adam, and Jack x Clark. They have the same energy. I mean, in my head at least.

Like, it's just a guy who's a little protective of their ray of sunshine. And also one of them has angelic powers.

[ao3feed-destiel-02]

Supernatural Pride

Supernatural Pride https://ift.tt/XQx6FmA by The_wayward_boy As of the day after publishing this it will be Pride Month 🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️. I am so exited so and I've had this idea for a while but I am doing a fun little (half education) Supernatural x Pride collection. This is going to be filled with (really) short Pride stories providing education and some entertainment to this June. I hope you all enjoy. Words: 1239, Chapters: 1/30, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Multi Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Jack Kline, Claire Novak, Charlie Bradbury Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Gabriel/Sam Winchester, Kaia Nieves/Claire Novak, Clark Barker/Jack Kline Additional Tags: LGBT, Canon LGBTQ Character, LGBTQ Themes, Gay, Bisexual, Lesbian, Pansexual, Fluff, Angst via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' https://ift.tt/Z5KLhsj July 12, 2023 at 06:15AM

[aestheticsuwu]

🛋 I Wish I Didn't Care All The Time 🛋

F.W.B AU! Klarker

Clark Barker x Jack Kline

.... ..... ..... ..... ..

Many people have many opinions on F.W.B , but one opinion that is mainly seen and heard is that at the end it tends to blow up at your face .

Jack wasn't one to get involve into some shit that he will regret . On the other hand , his best friend Clark has done some shit that have gotten both of them in trouble .

Keep in mind half the time Jack wouldn't be involved and he somehow get caught red handed . He blames it all on Clark , well that's his excuse cause he doesn't want to get the wrath of his parents .

Sure he can ignore the raven man and hang with his other friends and live a simple , relaxing life . The problem is that Jack doesn't quite have other friends . He just has his older sister Claire . And her friends only talk to him out of pity .

He met Clark in high school when the guy tried to convince him to do the class project all by himself . From then on they sorta clicked , they were inseparable.  Many people thought they were dating .

He wasn't blind , his friend was attractive and by all the times Clark had told him he was hot . He could see why people thought that they were a couple , the latter was quite touchy .

And it wasn't like it never crossed his mind , but the thing was Clark is basically fuck boy . He doesn't do relationships , the only thing he can commit is to drugs,  food , and music .

On the other hand he didn't have a problem with commitment issues , but all his relationships just never seem to work out . The problem mainly being Clark , that's what his exes would tell him .

" Fuck them , they dont know what their missing out , And being honest she was annoying . " 

That was always his response , pointing out what he didn't like about the person .

" you don't like no one " it was like a relative

thing . He wasn't lying when he mentioned about his failed attempt at love .

" I like you , don't I " Rolling his eyes , as the raven haired holds him close . All he can do is take in the somehow soothing smell of cigarettes and cologne .

.....

Being in college is frustrating , mainly being filled overload with homework , essays , projects , and you can't forget anxiety . Jack was just overwhelmed , he just wanted to go home to his dad's and listen to them bicker . Have a fight with Claire about anything , help his father with his garden and watch the bees .

He wants to spend time with his uncle Sam maybe playing football , even he's terribly bad at it . Laugh with his aunt Eileen,  when Sam and Dean get competitive over who's actually winning .  he just wants to be with his family .

Thank God break is coming soon , if not he would've exploded . When he mentions it to Clark,  he just say he's probably frustrated because  he hasn't gotten any action . He usually just throws his pillow at him .

..... ...... .....

It wasn't the first time he seen his friend drunk , it was after all was a constant thing he would do . Watching as his friend struggle to take of his jacket and stumbling to go lay down , it wasn't no surprise when he had fell down . He also couldn't help but laugh along with Clark.

" seems like you had a fun night , here let me help you " Helping him stand up , he starts to remove his jacket .

" Fuck yeah I did , you should've have gone . You could've released some of your pent up frustration . "  Clark spoke as he looked at the blonde .

" can you not , just be glad you did . God you reek of ciggaretes . I don't know when your gonna learn when to stop smoking .

Hold on I'm gonna help you change , please try not to fall . "

removing the other boy shirt , he walks to the drawer taking out what he needs . returning to the now slighty naked drunk .

" I missed you "

" i missed you too . you should lay down.  " turning around to lay down , he was stopped .

" can you lay with me tonight . please . "

 Clark asked still holding on to his wrist . as they both layed down , he didn't know why his heart was beating so fast . Maybe it was the way his friend was looking at him or how all he can think of how was to kiss him . But there was that warning bell

going off his mind warning him to not cross the line . but by the time he was gonna acknowledge it , Clark had started kissing him .

He wasn't the one to be blamed , if you were being kissed by the same person who was incredibly a good kisser you would also ignore all the warning signs .

His lips tasted like beer and cigarettes.  Clothes were thrown across the room . Darker hands roamed gently across soft pale skin , Holding him down firmly . As he racked his nails down the ravens back from the pleasure he was receiving.  And he should've known everything wouldn't be the same after that night .

.... .... ....

The morning after , Jack got his ass up from the bed and quickly left as he could . Scared he had to face him . cursing himself for being so weak , he shouldve have stopped . He knew he should go back to his dorm and got talk to Clark,  but it didn't mean he couldn't avoid it for a few more hours .

walking in the dorm , he expected to see the latter in the room but he was nowhere to be seen . So he sat down and waited . minutes after minutes then  turned to hours . Might as well get started with his paper that was due this week .

It was dark when he heard the door open . looking up from his computer , watching as Clark walk in . Obviously ignoring him , he went straight to bathroom . They didn't spoke at all , just Jack watching him change . but he didn't once look at him .

Right he was about to step out , he just quickly spoke and left .

" I'm going out , don't wait up "

The silence didn't quite helped him feel better .It made him feel like shit , it just made it worse when he started to cry .

.... .... ....

All he can see was darkness , he kept glancing at the clock . The time was just there mocking him as if it knew he was waiting for someone that might not come . checking again it was still 2 : 00 AM like it was two seconds ago .So he just turned on the lights .

Coming to the conclusion that the raven haired  was probably in someone else's bed . He gets out of bed  to turn off the lights , the door opens .

" your awake , I thought you were asleep already ."  a surprised look coming across his face .

" I was going to , I was just ......... " silence overtook the conversation .  they just standed for a good minute until Clark spoke but didn't even look at his direction .

" alright . night . "

Shame crept up in his skin , he knew he should've kept his mouth shut . but the words just tumbled out his mouth .

" you had fun ? I mean by looks of it . "

finishing getting undress , he responds by shrugging . not being able to stand the cold shoulder , he tries again but unfortunately that's when his tears started to come in .

"  Jack ,  are you crying ? "

startled by the voice , he looks up. He didn't even notice when his friend came closer.  He latches on to the older boy ,not wanting the other to leave him . feeling Clark hold him tight and giving him a kiss on his temple made him calm down .

Later that night they talked and both agreed it was an  amazing beautiful mistake but both knew it would affect their friendship . So they agreed to move on , keep going with their life's. 

Unfortunately , Clark haven't been able to sleep with anyone else after night. It seemed nobody was good enough for him . It just seemed pointless , and he doesn't want to remember when he try to have sex but he couldn't get it up .

So it lead him to masturbating and smoking . But he couldn't do it because he didn't have time to do so . And it seemed both him and Jack were playing a game that they didn't even know the rules to .

All broke loose when he saw a guy try to give Jack his number in front of him . HE was just boiling and it was like the blonde knew what it was doing to him . He started flirting back with that dumbass .

When they both got back to the dorm , they locked the door .

The next day they both went to find the guy and jack had to explain to the guy he wasnt interested , not because what had happen in that same day .

And if Clark had a smug smirk all day nobody mentioned it

.... ....

They agreed on a Friend with benefits agreement . There were rules that had to be followed so at the end their friendship wouldnt get ruined .

* 1 . Don't tell anyone

* 2 . once feelings start to form they had to call it quits

* 3 . They're aren't allowed to sleep with anyone else 

( Jack agreed with that one right away , he wasn't trying to catch a disease or something . well that's what he kept telling himself .)

* 4 . They can stop whenever the other doesn't want to continue .

* 5 . Always ask consent !

Jack was really proud he came up with that , even if Clark retorted

" I think when your all over me it should be more clear that you want me to F- "

covering his mouth he ends the conversation to point out their first time .

 " you were the one that had  asked me the first time .:

And well they couldn't quite finish the list , because one kiss lead to another and well how can you blame Clark when the blonde was smiling at him like that .

When both come to the conclusion that had fallen way before they had come to the point they were . The blonde tries to show the other , how maybe they didn't have to be just friends . While the other pretends , it all just distraction like playing a board game .

Even if it broke Clark's heart having to remind himself , it was just that and nothing more .

...... ..... .....

there should be more klarker fic

[eternalauwhereeverythingisok]

clark: don't come closer, please.

jack: why? something's wrong?

clark, choking: i literally can't breath you're so beautiful please stop

[sheinthatfandom]

4AM

Pairing: Jack Kline x Clark Barker

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1823

Square Filled: Friends to Lovers

Summary: I have a friend who likes to text me at 4am when he’s had nightmares or he can’t sleep or he just needs a friend. He thinks I’m always awake at 4am but really I go to bed around 12am and I change his text-tone to the loudest one I have just so it wakes me up when he needs me. He is no longer texting me at 4am. Not because we no longer speak but because the nightmares have stopped. He and I both are in a much better place. Most often the only times he’s waking me up at 4am is when he’s pulling me closer to him while we sleep. He’s more than a friend now and I’m forever thankful to have him.

A/N:Written for @spnfluffbingo2019​ inspired by a tumblr post. Notes explain more. Thank you to @thinkwritexpress-official​ for beta-ing. You’re the real MVP.

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[strawberryflavored-anxietea]

When you have ready A PERFECT™ title for your fanfiction but then...you realize, that Clark is BARKer nor BAKEr... Ouch...

[ask-klarker]

Hello!

This is a sideblog dedicated to Clark Barker and Jack Kline. They're a rarepair if ever there was one, with a grand total of 20 fics on ao3 about them! I personally love them, so ask them anything! They'll love you forever!

[laufire]

Various Supernatural icons (48 in total) from Dabb’s era (season 13, part 1 of 3).

Do not edit them or claim as your own. Like/reblog if you use them or save them. Credit is appreciated. More on my icons page.

[13x01. Jack, just born and looking like a young adult, in the dark, with his face obscured and his eyes shining gold.]

[13x01. Jack in the police station, with a boyish grin.]

[13x01. Jack sitting on the floor with Clark, the sheriff’s son, who looks at him amused at his powers.]

[13x01. Sam and Jack sitting face to face inside a cell.]

[13x01. Close-up to Miriam, an angel on the hunt for Jack.]

[13x01. Miriam with her eyes shining blue with grace.]

[13x01. Close-up to Castiel¡s corpse, with his eyes closed lying on the table.]

[13x01. Dean looking down at Castiel’s body, grieving him.]

[13x01. Dean’s face illuminated by the fire they’re burning Castiel and Kelly in, looking destroyed.]

[13x02. Castiel in a motel room, smiling up at Sam and Dean.]

[13x02. Jack’s chest tattoos being automatically healed.]

[13x03. Dede, a blonde psychic played by Chelsey Reist.]

[13x03. Video of Kelly recorded for Jack.]

[13x03. Missouri frowning.]

[13x03. Patience in her high school hallways, smiling.]

[13x03. Flashback of Missouri saying goodbye to her granddaughter Patience.]

[13x03. Patience with a red hoodie and bruises on her face, smiling.]

[13x03. Close-up to Jack as his eyes shine gold when he says Castiel’s name, unaware he’s waking him up in the Empty.]

[13x03. Castiel waking up in the Empty with an alarmed expression in his face.]

[13x04. Sam and Jack talking in Jack’s room.]

[13x04. Jack smiling sheepish with black headphones around his neck.]

[13x04. Jack waving hello.]

[13x04. Mia Vallens with a challenging smile. She’s a black woman with wiry short hair, a green shirt and golden loop earrings.]

[13x04. Dean’s tight-lipped shit eating grin during therapy.]

[13x04. Mia taking the shape of Kelly to comfort Jack.]

[13x04. Jack hugging Mia.]

[13x04. Castiel and the Empty, taking his image, face to face.]

[13x04. Mia Vallens with her arms extended, willing to be shot when her ex threatens her if she doesn’t kill Jack and the Winchesters.]

[13x04. Close-up to Castiel, returned to the world, closing his eyes and letting the sun shine on him.]

[13x05. Close-up to Billie’s hand around Death’s scythe, wearing her ring.]

[13x05. Close-up to Billie’s condescending expression.]

[13x05. Close-up to Dean’s face as he receives Castiel’s phone call telling him he’s alive; Dean’s driving during the night, and in just that moment light hits his face.]

[13x06. Castiel and Dean’s hug.]

[13x06. Castiel closing his eyes and hugging Jack for the first time with both arms.]

[13x06. Jack and Castiel side by side, with twin judgy looks.]

[13x06. Dean looking at Castiel after giving him a cowboy hat.]

[13x06. Castiel looking at himself in the car’s mirror to see what he looks like with the hat.]

[13x06. Castiel and Dean walking side by side with cowboy hats.]

[13x06. Athena Lopez, the morgue girl with a pin-up style.]

[13x06. Jack and Sam in suits (Jack’s is tan like Castiel’s coat), investigating.]

[13x07. Duma with an angel blade on Castiel’s neck, holding him from behind.]

[13x07. Close-up to Castiel’s face while he’s inside a cell in Hell, captured alongside Lucifer by Asmodeus.]

[13x09. Patience trying to study, wearing a yellow sweater.]

[13x09. Close up to Kaia’s lower half of the face and hand as she makes a “speaking” gesture with her fingers; her finger nails are pained with chipped red nail polish.]

[13x09. Close-up to Kaia’s worried expression.]

[13x09. Close-up to Patience, determined as she tells her father that she has to leave to help after the visions she’s had.]

[13x09. Kaia’s joyful expression when Jack shows her other worlds by putting a hand on her head, making her eyes shine gold.]

[13x09. Patience, with a worried expression, showing up at Jody’s house.]

[irenedrew]

This two, oh my ♡ (x)   

[spnaturalconfessions]

Admin note: Or Clack ;P

[simplymakkari]

it's a brave new world dawning

[Jack x Clark]

“It wasn't your fault,” Clark says. His voice is unsure, yet gentle and kind.

He's not sure what to make of this kid. Sure, he's weird -- super weird -- and showed up completely out of the blue naked, but he's nice, innocent and naive in a way (and possibly amnesiac.) But it doesn't excuse the fact that he has magical freaking powers. Which is absolutely fucking cool.

“There’s no such thing as ‘weird.’ Everyone is normal in their own way.”

And plus, he's seen weirder things than this.

or

A study into Jack Kline [featuring Clark Barker. Set during and after 13x01 | Coda]

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it's a brave new world dawning

CLARK

“It wasn't your fault,” Clark says. His voice is unsure, yet gentle and kind.

He's not sure what to make of this kid. Sure, he's weird -- super weird -- and showed up completely out of the blue naked, but he's nice, innocent and naive in a way (and possibly amnesiac.) But it doesn't excuse the fact that he has magical freaking powers. Which is absolutely fucking cool.

“There’s no such thing as ‘weird.’ Everyone is normal in their own way.”

And plus, he's seen weirder things than this.

Jack grins like a kid at Christmas at this news, tousled dark blonde hair falling in front of his blue eyes, before his smile slides off his lips slowly. “I wanted to . . . apologize,” he begins, face scrunching up briefly as if he's not sure if it's the right word, “Sam drove me over here. I had to beg him.”

That's the thing about he likes about Jack, he thinks. He's . . . refreshing, a new cool drop in the ocean, ready to be explored and unique than any other fish in the sea. “Well, tell your dad thanks.”

“He's not my father,” Jack says quietly and Clark wonders if he's said the wrong thing. The lights above them flicker briefly in response before returning to normal. “None of them are.”

Clark hesitates. He wonders what could happen to him for bringing up a potentially sore subject for him. But he's curious and the words rush through before he can stop it. “Where's your dad, then?”

Jack frowns. “It's--”

“Complicated?” The Hispanic boy finishes for him, shifting forward on his bed. Jack nods. He tries not to wince at the pain in his side and coughs a hoarse laugh. “Guess we both got daddy issues then.”

“Humans are complicated,” Jack replies as if agreeing with him. “They are but a ball of emotions and life. You hold grand design and many possibilities before yourselves. Your father . . .  just didn't follow the right path. Like mine.”

A small smile can't help but tug at the corners of his lips. “Right.”

“I got you a Nougat.” And sure enough, the Nougat bar materializes from his jacket pocket and he hands it happily to Clark. Their fingers overlap for a moment and Clark’s breath hitches. His heart begins to beat frantically and he struggles to calm himself down.

“Thanks, man. So, uh, are you by any chance, a science experiment?”

Jack looks almost offended as he greedily bites down into the bar. “I am of grace. I am of blood. I am my father's son. I am my mother's son. I have gestated in my mother's womb and she gave me life. I live and breathe and now walk the Earth. And the whole world fears my being and what I can do. They fear . . . I will end them.”

God help Clark Barker for liking this strange, magical boy. He'll be the death of him, he's sure of it. And he doesn't give a fuck.

JACK

He is Nephilim, the last of his kind, son to Kelly Kline, her humanity surging through his blood and his father, his father is Casti-- no, Luc-- Castiel, and is an Angel, the last of his Grace flowing through his body and heart.

He can remember his mother's face and grips it tight in his mind before it can fade away. That's the thing about being human, Sam says, your memory won't stay intact forever. The mind will deteriorate over time. But he wonders if that's the same case for him.

Where is my father?

He's dead.

He mourns Kelly and Castiel because they were him and he was them, they raised him themselves and yet they died, while he breathed; he mourns others he does not know personally, their names rattling off off his tongue wordlessly: Mary, Jess, John, Bobby, Adam, Jo, Ellen, Kevin, Benny, Charlie, Eileen, and Crowley among countless others.

He's never known them but he's felt loss, and it engulfs him, Sam and Dean, and it claws at his insides.

Dead.

Dead.

Dead.

All dead.

All gone.

And for a moment he considers sinking into the dark abyss and joining his other father over in the other world, never to resurface again. But then he remembers and understands that there's other sides to humanity and embraces those so-called flaws and he promises to bring them peace, once and for all.

Clark is in pain. He tries his damnedest to hide it but it fails. Jack can see it etched in his eyes -- oh, those eyes, oh yes that beautiful shade of blue taken from the sky and melting in his dreams -- and the white bone from clenched knuckles. He doesn't need to see it, but he knows.

He can feel the ghost of kisses remnants that he's never had, never tasted but it stays with him and never leaves and he wants -- he so desperately craves it oh the temptation -- and then he wonders, is this what you do to help take away the pain? Is this what the ghosts of the dead, of the past, of the universe is trying to tell him?

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[lab-trash]

"Dudes, uh... magic"

Look, okay, I... watch that clip back and tell me they didn't make out in there.

[avocadogirl216]

Sparkling Blue

AN: This was requested by lizzz47 on Wattpad.  I’m so sorry that this took forever to come out and I am sorry if it is crap.

Summary: While your brothers and yourself are looking for Jack, you run into Clark Barker, who you can’t help but feel attracted to.

Pairings: Dean Winchester x sister!reader, Sam Winchester x sister!reader, Jack Kline x reader, Clark Barker x reader

Warnings: Flirting (Is that a warning?), Violence, Fluff, Underage Smoking, Language, Depressed Reader, Kissing

Word Count: 3,263

(I do not own this GIF)

You groan as you wake up on the floor of the nursery.  You sit up and immediately try to find your brothers.  Sam and Dean were a couple of feet away from you, also starting to gain consciousness.  

“What the hell happened?”  Sam asked as he started to stand on his freakishly sized legs.

“The kid.  That’s what.”  Dean said as he followed suit of his younger brother.

“Are you guys okay?”  You asked as you started to look over yourself for any injuries.

“Other than the skull splitting headache, I’m freaking fantastic.”  Dean replied in a sarcastic tone as he made is way over to you and extended his hand.  You put your small hand into his large one and he hoisted you up onto your feet.  “We need to find that kid.”  Dean stated as he found his gun on the floor and holstered it into the back of his jeans.

“Yeah, but how?”  Sam asked.

“He couldn’t have gone far.”  You stated.

“Unless he can teleport.”  Dean replied back while running his hand down his face in a frustrated matter.

“Well let’s think of the smaller picture right now.  Okay?”  

“Fine.”  Dean grumbled.

“Let’s say that Jack can’t teleport, the next best thing for him is to walk.  So we can look around town and ask of they have seen him.” 

“Yeah, lets just go around town asking if anyone has seen a naked newborn nephilim.  Good plan.”  Dean said as he started to make his way out of the house.

You and Sam shared a look.  You just lost Mary and Cas all in the same hour and now Jack, who possibly has the power to end all of humanity with the snap of his fingers, is roaming Chuck’s green earth.  You understand why Dean is pissed, hell you were just as pissed as him, if not more.  Every time you seem to catch a break, something happens, proving to you that you can’t be happy.  As you and Sam made your way out of the house, Dean has already started the car and was waiting on you.

After 20 minutes of driving towards town, you spot a burger place on the side of the road.  As Dean pulls in, you and Sam both volunteer to ask the people inside if they have in fact, seen a naked newborn nephilim. 

When you walk in, Sam immediately goes to the counter, which is occupied by a clearly drunk woman who was moaning for fries.  You start to look around the small burger place with way too much pirate themed decor.  You look at the menu screen to see that all of the menu items were changed to where their names had butt in them.

Immature

“I want fries.”  The woman demanded yet again while setting her high heels on the counter.

“Lady, I’ve already told you, I can’t give you any fries before lunch.  Rules are rules.”  The kid said in a annoyed tone.  He couldn’t have been older than you, 16.

“Screw the rules.  I’m outta here.”  The woman moaned as she stumbled out of the burger joint.

You and Sam approached the counter.  

“Welcome to Pirate Pete’s Jolly Treats!  What would you like today?”  The kid asked, his mood already improving since the drunk woman left.

“Umm we won’t be ordering anything.  We’re actually looking for someone.  A kid, around 17, not exactly clothed.”  You said.

The boys eyes widened.  “Yeah I know who you’re talking about.  He stopped here asking about his father or something and Clark called his mom, who is the sheriff and she came and picked him up.”  He explained.

“Oh okay.  Could you point us in the direction of the police station please?”  You asked kindly.

“Uh yeah, sure.  If you take the main road through town and turn on Greenly Avenue, its just on your right.”  The boy explained.

“Thank you.”  Sam said as you two made your way out the door.

Once you got on the car with Dean, Sam repeated the directions to the police station and you made your way there.  It took about 10 minutes before you pulled into the parking lot of the small station.  As everyone made their way out of the car, you all started to walk towards the front door with caution.  When Dean opened the door for you and Sam you could immediately tell that something was wrong.  The lights were flickering like crazy and the floor was vibrating.  You pulled out your gun along with your brothers and you started to make your way towards the voices in the office portion of the station.  

When you entered the room you could see three people, a woman who was obviously the sheriff, a teen boy with a red jacket and Jack whose eyes were glowing a vibrant gold, clearly angry.  You needed to take Jack down before he hurts anyone, so you made a quick decision.  You ran to the sheriff and stole her taser out of her belt, which got you a confused look, and you shot it at Jack.  

Jack hit the floor with a thud, clearly unconscious.  You handed the sheriff the taser back and holstered your gun in the waistband of your jeans.  The teen boy gave you an impressed and shocked look.

“Dude!”  He exclaimed while raising his eyebrows.

“Who the hell are you?”  The woman asked, confusion written on her face.

“We’re the ones who just saved your ass.”  Dean replied.

The sheriff looked between you, your brothers and Jack on the floor.  “Umm, what just happened?”  She asked.

“Look, we can explain everything but right now we need to get him to a jail cell for your safety and ours.”  Sam explained.

“Fine, but after we are going to have ourselves a nice, long chat about what the hell is going on.”  The sheriff said.

After Sam and Dean both carried Jack into a cell, they were lead into a large office.  “Don’t go anywhere.”  Dean said to you before walking in.

“Yeah, yeah I get it.”  You said as you leaned against a desk.

Once the door to the office was closed, the teen boy looked at you again, awe still in his eyes.  He was attractive.  He had slick, black hair that was almost as long as Sam’s but was curly at the ends, blinding white teeth and sparkling blue eyes.

“Who are you?  Like some superhero or something?”  He asked.

“My name’s Y/N and I am a hunter, which is almost like a superhero if you think about it.”  You said as you crossed your arms across your chest.

“Cool.  I’m Clark.”  Clark said while a smile growing onto his face.

You returned the smile as best as you could, which turned out to be a depressing grin.  Clark noticed this.

“Hey, you okay?”  He asked while tilting his head.

“Yeah, yeah.  It’s just...”  You sighed while looking at the floor.  “Things haven’t exactly gone great for me lately.”  You said sadly.

There was a moment of silence before Clark spoke.  “I know something that might help.”  He said with a mischievous smirk playing onto his lips.

You shot him a questioning look.  Clark grabbed your hand and started to lead you to the back door of the building.  When you made it outside, Clark put a fruit basket in the doorway, preventing you two from getting locked outside.  He then reached into his bright red jacket and brought out a pack of cigarettes.  You raised your eyebrows at him.

“You ever smoked before?”  He asked as he started to pull a cigarette out of the box.

“No, not really.”  You said in a shy tone.

“Wanna try?”  Clark asked as he held one out to you.  “It’ll calm your nerves.”  

You hesitated.

“Hey, I’m not pressuring you or anything.  You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.  I just thought that it would help you calm down a little.”  Clark explained.

You bit your lip before taking it out of his hand.  Clark gave you a wide smile as he pulled one out for him and took out a lighter. 

“Ladies first.”  Clark said while winking at you and lighting your cigarette at the same time.  You blushed a little while feeling fluttery in your stomach.  When he lit his stick, he started to talk again.  “All you do is bring it to your lips and inhale and after a little bit you exhale, like this.”  He said as he took a drag from his cigarette.  After a few seconds he blew the smoke out of his lungs and into the air.  “You think you got it?”  He asked while raising his eyebrows.

“I think so.”  You said.  You copied his movements and followed his instructions carefully and inhaled from a cigarette for the first time.  There was a burning sensation in your throat and in your lungs.  You immediately started to cough and choke on the smoke.  Clark quickly made his way over to you and put a hand on your back, rubbing reassuring circles.

“Yeah, I forgot to warn you, the first drag is a bitch.  But it will get better, trust me.”  Clark said once you started to breath normally, his hand never leaving your back.

“It’s okay.”  You said as you started to wipe your eyes of tears that were starting to form involuntarily.

After a minute you stand up straight again and catch your breath.  You notice that Clark's hand still hasn't left the small of your back and you give him a questioning look.  Once he gets the message, he retracts his hand and puts it to his side as he clears his throat.

"So.... You good?" He asked, clearly trying to clear the awkwardness from the air.

"Yeah, I'm good." You said as you took another drag from your cigarette, noting that it went down easier than the last time.

Clark gave you an impressed look while copying your actions.  After a couple of minutes of comfortable silence, he decided to speak.  "So,  your job is to what?  Control people with super powers?" 

"Kinda.  I hunt the things that lurk in the dark."

"Like ghosts and vampires and stuff?" Clark asked with a chuckle.  You have him a serious look, confirming his question. His eyes widened in realization.  "Wait, you're serious? Those things are real?"

"Yep". You said as you looked away from his face and took another lung full of smoke.  

"Damn.  That makes you like ten times more attractive."  Clarke said.  Your eyes widened as blush made its way to your face and neck.  Clark noticed this and smirked, which made your stomach fluttery.  

You cleared your throat, trying to think of something to say.  As you were looking around, you noticed that Clark was wearing a Pirate Pete uniform under his red jacket.  “So, you work at Pirate Pete's?”  You asked.

Clark looked down at himself, seeming to notice the stupid costume that he was still wearing.  “Yeah, my mom made me get a job there since I kept getting into trouble.”  He stated.  “Like that would work, I make my own trouble.”  Clark said as he stomped out his cigarette.

“Were you the one who changed the menu earlier today?”

“Yeah.”  He said.  “Not my finest work, I’m better at other things.” 

“Oh yeah?  Like what?”  You asked as you threw your cigarette down and stomped it out with the heel of your boot.

“Wouldn’t you like to know.”  He said while wiggling his eyebrows at you.

A small smile made its way to your face.

Clark’s smile widened while stepping closer to you.  “Maybe I can show you some of my talents later, huh?”  He asked.

“I would but people who get close to me seem to get hurt or worse.  I think that you’re a nice guy and all but I just don’t want you to get hurt because of me.”  You said, refusing to meet his gaze.

“Hey I get it.  I just thought that I would shoot my shot, its not everyday that I meet a superhero.”  Clark said as he leaned against the wall behind him.

Before you could say anything else, you heard a foot steps approaching.  You whipped your head up as you saw three people, the woman from the burger joint who apparently wasn’t drunk anymore, a man and a woman, both of whom you didn’t recognize.

“Well well, if it isn’t the youngest Winchester.”  The not-so-drunk woman said as she started to pull out her angel blade. 

You took out your own blade as you stood in front of Clark, swearing to yourself that you would protect him as much as you could against these dicks that called themselves angels.

“Aww, young love, adorable.”  The woman sneered as she started to step closer to the two of you.

“Clark, run.”  You said as you met his wide, fear filled eyes.

Clark made a break for it to the back door of the station but the angels were faster.  The man grabbed him and held his blade to Clark’s throat, nearly breaking his skin.

“You seriously didn’t think that would work, did you?”

“Doesn’t hurt to try.” You said but before you could make another move, the other female angel came up behind you, knocked the angel blade out of your hand and held her own blade against your throat.  You held up your hands in surrender, seeing that there was no way to get the upper hand without getting your throat slit.

The angels seemed to share a silent conversation with each other and after a couple of seconds, the lead angel opened the back door and lead the way into the building.  You were lead into the office sector of the police station along with Clark.

“Anybody home?”  The lead angel called out.  Shortly after Dean and the sheriff came out of the small office.  You noticed that Sam did not exit the office along with his brother and the cop which meant that he was more than likely in the jail cell.  When Dean took in the scene before him his eyes widened double their size.  Sheriff Barker drew her gun on the angel holding her son hostage, not knowing that it would do nothing to him.

“Hey Deano.  Care for a chat?”  The woman asked.

Dean pulled out an angel blade that he had hidden in his jacket, anger showing in his forest green eyes.  “Let them go.”  He commanded.

“What’s the fun in that?”  The lead woman asked.

“I won’t ask again.”  Dean said in a deadly tone.

“You won’t have to, all that I want is the nephilim.  Give him to us and these two will walk out of here without a scratch.  I promise.” 

“Why should I trust you?”  Dean asked.

“I never asked you to.  Just give us what we want and everyone walks away happily.”

You watched as Dean considered taking the offer.

“Dean I know what you are thinking.  Don’t do it.”  You said.

“Shut up.”  The angel who was holding you captive said as she pressed the blade deeper into your neck, drawing blood.

“Maybe we can work something out.  Just let them go and we can talk.”  Sheriff Barker said, putting her gun back into its holster and putting her hands up in surrender.

The lead angel scoffed.  “You humans don’t get it do you?  If that abomination walks the earth, that can be the end of all life.  We are trying to help.”  

“Then that’s a risk that I am willing to take.”  Dean said, giving you a signal to get ready.  You quickly gave one back saying that you already were.  Before the angels could register what was happening, Dean aimed and threw his blade at the head of the angel who was holding you.  As the blade went through her skull and killed her, you quickly grabbed the blade that was being held at your throat.  You make your way over to Clark and attacked the angel who was holding him.  You stopped the angel just before he could stab Clark in the neck.  You took the blade out of his hand, throw it towards Dean and you stab the angel square in the chest.  Dean gets the upper hand and kills the lead angel in one quick movement, catching her off guard.  

You make your way over to Clark.

“Hey, you okay?”  You asked as you stashed the blade into your jacket.

“Not really.”  Clark responded with fear in his voice.  “I almost died.”

“But you didn’t.”  You assured him while putting a hand on his shoulder.  “That’s what matters.”

“Yeah.”  He said while putting his shaking hands into his jacket pockets.

Sheriff Barker made her way over to the two of you, looking over Clark to make sure that he was okay.  As they started to talk to each other, you walked towards Dean, preparing yourself for the lecture that he was going to give you.

When you eventually got to him, you crossed your arms and looked at the floor, avoiding Dean’s gaze.

“Y/N, look at me.”  Dean commanded.  You sighed, lifting your head to look at your oldest brothers face.  “Are you okay?”  Dean asked, anger melting from his eyes.

You were taken back by his question but you quickly get yourself together.  “Yeah.”  You answered.

“Good.”  Was all that Dean said before he started to walk towards the jail sector of the station.  You quickly followed.  When the two of you got there, you saw that Sam and Jack were in the same cell.  You shot a look to Sam, silently asking if he was okay.  He gave you a single nod before standing up with Jack and walking to the cell door.

“What happened?”  Sam asked Dean.

“I’ll tell you about it later.”  Was all that Dean said before opening the cell door and letting your brother and Jack out.  “We need to get out of here.  The sheriff called for backup and they can be here any minute.”  Dean explained.

Dean started to lead the way out of the station but you were quickly stopped by your name being called.

“Y/N.”  Clark said, beckoning you to come over to him.

“I’ll catch up.”  You told Sam, making your way over to Clark.

“So, this is it huh?”  Clark asked with a sad smile.

“Yeah, I guess it is.”  You said while sharing his expression.

“Well, there is one thing that I want to do before you leave.”  

“And what would that be?”

“This.”  He said before leaning in and pressing his lips to yours.  Butterflies were fluttering in your stomach as you kissed him back with as much passion as you could muster up at that moment.  You two kissed each other for what felt like eternity before you broke the kiss.

Your eyes met his with love and wonder.  “Wow.  You weren’t kidding when you said that you were an expert in other areas.” 

He threw his head back, chuckling.  After a moment, he calmed down and met your eyes again.  “Guess not.”  He said.

There was a moment of comfortable silence before you spoke.  “Goodbye Clark.”

“Bye Y/N.”  He said back with a smile.

You returned the smile before turning around and walking out of the station and towards the impala.  As you climbed into the backseat beside Jack, you couldn’t help but hope that you would run into Clark Barker again.   

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🔴Heart won't let me 🔴

Clark barker x Jack Kline

Klarker AU ⬇️ Summary ⬇️

" Fighting with his inner self seemed like that's all he did nowadays . He didn't know if to ignore every sign that is telling him that It won't end well . He tries to ignore his feelings for the  blonde knowing he's just to damaged to be near the Angel-like boy . But Clark heart won't let him . "

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jack: do you want to know something weird?

clark: first of all, it's three in the morning. second of all, of course, continue.

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YES YES YES YES YES YES

Rob played a gay character before so why not again? Alex would be cool with it too I seen him do spn con pics with guys like they are couple. #jackklineneedsabf and his name is Clark Barker. 🌈❣️

MAKE THIS HAPPEN