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peachypinkygloss · 8 months

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call me later — jjk

Summer break is always your favourite period of the year, enjoying the fresh water of the pool and the sun kissing your skin. Everything's going great until a sudden boy appears in your life and becomes the centre of your world.

☼ pairing: jungkook x fem!reader

☼ genre: strangers to fwb to lovers, summer break au, university au, smut

☼ word count: 2.5k

☼ warnings: kinda inspired by outer banks, rich kid!oc, jk's a munch, oc pushes jk away 😔, they're a bit awkward together lol, outdoor sex, unprotected oral sex, cunnilingus, fingering, brief overstimulation, cum eating.

a.n.: don't get fooled... this isn't cherry!jk ik this one's a munch too but they're very different. you'll see 😉

The sunlight gently graces the skin of your face, enveloping you in a warm embrace, relaxing both your limbs and mind. It's around one p.m., the perfect hour to sunbathe by the pool and to reread the PLL series.

That's what you had planned for today, but you ended up doing something vastly different. Something a bit unpredictable and perverted... To your defence, this would have never happened if he hadn't decided to show up.

Technically, he didn't decide, he's just following the schedule your dad gave him, but still. This isn't entirely your fault; it takes two people to do something like this.

Your chest heaves rapidly as you're looking down between your legs, a hand pulling on his black locks while the other is thrown over your forehead. The lounge chair doesn't allow you to have much space, but you're handling it pretty well you think.

He's handling it well too because you can't imagine how his knees must hurt right now. They're probably all red, but he doesn't seem to mind. He's such a good boy. He knows you'd do the same for him, so he doesn't complain.

Your book is long forgotten on the ground beside your chair and the bookmark has been quickly secured between the pages the moment things have begun to be more intense.

You softly moan, your sounds accompanying the chirps of the birds and the far away noises of the neighbours mowing their lawns. This is public, yet very private. The fences prevent anyone from looking — and there are small chances of people hearing you, considering how big your backyard is and how far your neighbours are — but that doesn't mean nobody can't walk in on you two.

This was really impulsive of you.

Though it's risky and kind of stupid, you regret nothing. How could you when he's so skilled with his tongue...

"Are you usually that vocal?" Jungkook wonders, a stupid grin drawn on his pretty face. He rubs slow circles on your clit to compensate for the loss of his mouth, waiting patiently for your answer.

You let out a pleasant sigh, watching the pads of his fingers playing with your pussy, tattoos inked on his skin and chunky rings adorning his fingers.

You sink your teeth in your bottom lip, collecting your thoughts as Jungkook traces your entrance, dipping his fingers in just a little bit. He really likes to tease.

"When I like the guy," you say breathily, lazy eyes blinking up to stare at him. This only brightens Jungkook's smile and you're confused as to why it makes your stomach flutter.

"You like me?" He smirks, satisfied you've just confessed to liking him.

But you didn't. Or did you? Damn it.

You roll your eyes and grip his hair again. "Get back to business," you groan. You don't miss the laugh he lets out while you push down on his head, shoving his face back between your thighs.

He slides his fingers in completely and you gasp softly, loving how they stretch you out really well. You roll your hips slightly, getting used to the feeling of being full.

Jungkook parts his fingers, scissoring your insides to see how much he can stretch your pussy. He hums as if he was listening to it, and you don't know what it told him, but that was surely good advice because the next thing he does sends you over the moon.

He pumps his fingers in you and wraps his lips around your clit, stimulating two areas at the same time. "Oh, my god, Jungkook," you moan in pleasure, twisting his hair in your fist.

You have a hard time focusing on anything else than him, feeling the cool silver of his piercings brushing against your skin and your wetness dripping down your ass every time he thrusts into you.

You pass your fingers through his hair, your eyes not once looking away from his pink lips sucking on your poor little clit. His digits enter and exit your wet cunt at a rapid pace, eliciting moans and whines out of you, taking your breath away.

You clench your thighs around his head, feeling so overwhelmed right now, but it doesn't seem to bother him at all, on the contrary. Your legs hang over his large shoulders, shaking a little bit as he darts his tongue out to lap at your swollen bud.

He's changed the rhythm of his fingers, going in less faster — but still fast enough to make you roll your eyes back — to go deeper instead. Your juices drip down to his knuckles and he can't believe how wet you are, especially during a hot temperature like this.

"Mmmh," you hear him mumble against your pussy, completely obsessed with it. "Your pussy's so wet, baby," he observes, circling your clit with his thumb to look at you for a second. "Taste so fucking sweet."

You know it's just dirty talk, but you have to admit it has your heart beating excitedly in your chest. He smiles at you as you're a little bit dizzy, drunk on your sexual pleasure.

"Thanks," you reply and he chuckles, finding adorable how you become a bit stupid from getting fucked by his fingers. He curls them into you and you moan out when he brushes against your magic spot, knitting your eyebrows together. "There!" You exclaim, feeling Jungkook's hot breath hitting your pussy as he tilts his head down to look at his hand.

"Right there, baby?" He repeats to make sure he has found the correct spot. You nod repeatedly when you feel the pads of his fingers patting the spongy spot inside you, the knot in your stomach tightening. "Yeah? Okay, I got you, princess," he coos and continues sensually moving his fingers in you.

He focuses on his digits, calculating every single one of his movements. Your pussy quivers around him and he understands you won't last long if he keeps going at this rhythm, but that's exactly his goal, so he continues.

Then he comes to lick at your puffy clit, left alone for too long now. You whimper when he does so, flattening his pink muscle over your bud and moving it from side to side, still pumping his big fingers in and out of your sloppy pussy.

"Fuck, Jungkook!" You whine, being so close to your orgasm. He has such a good technique that works for you, it's so hard to not fall apart as soon as he puts his mouth on you. "I'm gonna cum," you warn him, voice breathy and kind of desperate at this point.

He hums against you, sending vibrations through your body. You curl your toes as you feel it burning at the pit of your stomach, ready to rip off and send you over the edge.

"Don't stop, please," you beg him, but you don't have to worry, he has no intention of stopping, especially not when your moans sound so sweet to his ears.

You're not sure if you should cry, moan or scream. Your little brain is so confused, never been that close to an orgasm all because of a man's fingers and tongue.

Where was Jungkook all those times you couldn't make yourself cum or you were left frustrated by useless men who had absolutely no idea how a pussy worked? He really should have come sooner.

This is it, it grows rapidly in your stomach, a sensation so intense and euphoric, exploding and passing through your entire body like an avalanche. Your moans are stuck in your throat and your fingers pull harshly on Jungkook's hair, trying to not fall too far.

Your legs shake beside his head and he groans when you clench around him, sucking his fingers in, his tongue gently stroking your clit as you slowly drive off your high.

He slips out of your pussy, quickly licking his fingers clean before pulling your legs apart wider. He lowers his mouth to your quivering hole, literally making out with it and drinking your arousal out of you to satisfy his thirst.

He opens and closes his mouth on your pussy while your legs are still shaking, coming down from your previous orgasm. "Jungkook, this is too much," you say in a whiny voice, gasping softly when you feel his tongue teasing your entrance.

It's only when he hears the sound of a car parking at the front of the house that he pulls himself away from your leaking sex. You look at him, as confused as he is. He hurriedly wipes his chin with the back of his hand and he picks up your bikini bottom from the ground, handing it to you.

He stands up as you put back on your bikini. "I thought you said my dad wouldn't come back until five p.m.!" You whisper-shout at Jungkook, passing your fingers in your hair, trying to detangle it and make yourself presentable — and not like you've just received head from the hot guy your father hired to mow the lawn and maintain the pool this summer.

"Yeah, I thought so too," he answers, guilty he may have misheard what your dad said to him.

You sigh, taking your towel and your book in hand, ready to go back in the house, but before you can Jungkook grabs your arm. "Call me later, yeah?"

You look up at him, surprised he just asked you that. Does it mean he wants... more? See you in another context than at your house?

You swallow, wondering if that's what you want. You guess you never considered boys could be interested in knowing you or hanging out with you after having sex. You didn't think Jungkook would want that either.

Your attention is brought to your dad when he enters the backyard, waving at Jungkook and you. "Hey, kids!" He yells from across the yard and you can't help but roll your eyes. He walks up to you two and you wish you could escape, but you don't want to get reprimanded by your dad after.

"Hi, sir," Jungkook greets him, smiling politely. "I did the front of the house like you asked," he explains, shoving his hands in his pockets. "I've cut around the patio, too."

"That's awesome, you did a great job, Jungkook," your father nods his head, clearly a sign that he's really proud of him. "How long did it take you?"

"One hour and a half, I'd say," he answers, not really sure when he got the job done since, well, he's been a little distracted by something else.

"Good. I'll go take my wallet, I left it in the truck," he points behind him and then glances at you, giving you a tap on the back. "You enjoyed the pool, honey? You applied sunscreen, right?"

"Yes, dad," you groan. You want one thing and it's to get out of this awkward situation as soon as possible. Your father then disappears, going to take his wallet to pay Jungkook.

This one looks back at you, sweet eyes laying on you. "So?"

"I'll call you later," you confirm, not giving him time to answer and going back inside.

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You look around the convenience store, searching for energy drinks. When you find them, you open the fridge's door, hesitating between a Rockstar or a Monster. There aren't many flavours, but you know you definitely won't take one without sugar. You decide to settle for a Monster, Pacific Punch flavour.

Now for the food. You eye the tteokbokki, but also the spicy ramen. You should combine both. And take some for your father, too. He always has night cravings like you.

As you check the different brands of ramen, wondering which one you feel like eating the most, someone says your name.

"You didn't call me."

You turn around and your eyes widen when you see Jungkook standing in front of you. Your heartbeat accelerates and you don't know what to say.

Your plan was to hide in the house the next time he'd come, avoiding him seemingly the best idea you've thought about, but of course, he had to find you here.

You feel bad as he looks at you with disappointed eyes as if he actually thought you'd call, that you were different and not like the others. Turns out that you're not. You're exactly like them, exactly like the people who you grew up with and who you live with.

"Um, well, I..." You stammer, caught red-handed. You glance down, biting down on your lip, too much of a coward to hold Jungkook's gaze. "No, I didn't," you sigh, admitting your mistake. "I... forgot."

He only lets out a 'mh' and you're really embarrassed. Yes, it was childish of you, but you don't understand what he expected. He works for your dad, you don't go to the same university, you don't have the same circle of friends, you have nothing in common.

Yet, when you look at him, it's like he knows everything about you — every single one of your secrets and fears.

"You don't have your eyebrow piercing anymore," you comment suddenly, desperately searching for a way to make things less awkward, to redeem yourself or whatever that would make him stop looking at you like you're a bad person.

He touches his eyebrow as if to confirm his piercing's really gone. "Yeah, it was a bitch to disinfect," he shrugs and hides his hands in the pockets of his hoodie.

"I really liked it," you say honestly.

The corner of his mouth tugs upward and you can't help but do the same, butterflies erupting in your stomach. "I've noticed." His eyes glint and your face heats up immediately when you understand what he's referring to.

Last time, you couldn't stop running your fingers over his face, touching his eyebrow piercing when he was kissing you. You don't know why you were doing that, but there was something that really fascinated you about it.

Fortunately, Jungkook didn't mind you touching him. He quite really enjoyed it, in fact.

When he doesn't say anything else, you quickly take two packs of ramen with the tteokbokki and your energy juice. You turn around and Jungkook's still there.

"Are you eating with someone?" He questions and he knows how it sounds, but he's only curious. If it's the reason why you didn't call, he wants you to tell him.

"Um, it's for my dad and me," you reply. "We're the kind to eat at like... one a.m.," you chuckle and he smiles at the sound of your laugh. "And you?" You ask back even though he's not holding anything other than his cellphone.

"Oh, just filling up the gas tank," he points outside where his car is parked. "But I might take a snack. Yours make me hungry."

"You should," you nod your head.

He sends you a faint smile before passing by you, walking to the other aisle. You watch him for a second, analyzing his outfit. Black baggy jeans, a graphic white hoodie and beige beanie.

You go pay for your items and it's only when you push the door that you get a glimpse of Jungkook walking up to the cashier. He doesn't see you so you exit the store, refraining yourself from looking back.

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a.n.: hellooo you guys... 🤭

i had jungkook working for oc's dad in mind for likeee a long time and since it's summer, i finally found the time to write it... i have more planned for this fic (obvi because I wouldn't make it end like this 🫣), so this isn't just a drabble, it's more like a test to see if you're interested in this story. so tell me if you want it to become a lil series. ngl, i'm very insecure about this one idk why 😭 but let me know if you'd like to read a next part!

part 1: call me later ☼ part 2: call me soon ☾ part 3: call me tomorrow ☼

#bts fanfiction #bts fanfic #bts smut #bts x reader #bts drabble #bts imagines #bts scenarios #jungkook fic #jungkook imagines #jungkook fanfic #jungkook smut #jungkook scenarios #jungkook x reader

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rhinestoneprincess · 9 months

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oneshotnewbie · 1 month

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Can we please get a PLL one (I missed my girls) where the reader is Spencers little sister and Emily gf and she’s taken by A and she manages to call Emily and the girls are hysterical and the reader talks to them like its the last time (angsty with a happy ending)

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The streets were dark and deserted as you made your way home from visiting your possibly soon university. You were exhausted from the energy, hustle and bustle of campus life and longed for a quiet evening with Emily. She was probably already waiting for you at your family home, and you were really looking forward to spending the rest of the night with her, probably with a nice hot bath and a relaxing episode of your favorite series.

Tapping the steering wheel and whistling softly to the gentle tune from the radio, the silence was broken by the sound of screeching tires and a car getting dangerously close to you. You tried to stay calm as the car sped up and soon pulled alongside you in the opposite lane. You gripped the coating layer of the steering wheel, your knuckles already turning white as you tried to slow down. You thought maybe the person was just trying to get ahead of you. But it was too late, the car rammed you on the left rear of the vehicle and threw you against the guardrail.

You came to a stop with a thud. The accident wasn't serious, but you felt a sharp pain in your side as you sat up in your seat and watched as the other driver's car came to an abrupt stop. As you tried to calm down and get your bearings, you saw a dark figure get out of the black. Panic gripped you as you realized you were dealing with "A" who had been putting pressure on you and your friend group for years and so, in a desperate attempt to get help, you searched for your phone on the passenger side to make one last call.

Your fingers trembled in fear as you dialed Spencer's number. The phone rang once, twice, and you were startled as a shadow moved into your vision. “A” came walking towards you with slow steps. When you finally heard your sister's voice on the other end, you couldn't hold back your emotions anymore.

"Emily, please... help me," you whispered in a choked voice before your words were drowned out by a loud crash and a high-pitched scream. An iron bar had hit your windshield and gave way under the pressure. "Y/n, what's wrong? Where are you?" your girlfriend shouted, her voice sounding desperate and hysterically when she heard the ominious shattering of glass.

Her brow was furrowed as she threw the history class index cards on the table, standing up immediately to make way for her panic. Spencer, Hanna and Aria stood around her, their faces marked with fear and worry. "Em, I-I don't know how much time I have left in which I can speak. A is here to get me.“

You heard the girls' voices distorted through the phone and tears welled up in your eyes as you glanced nervously out of the broken windbreak. You sobbed as she tried to stay calm on the phone, even though she was already panicking inside, not being able to shake the uneasy feeling that you were in great danger. It gnawed at her and sent a cold shiver down her spine. "I don't know where he/she/it will take me. I'm scared, Em.."

Another shattering of the window in the passenger seat made you jump and a loud scream of your name came through the phone, followed by the voices of Hanna, Aria and Spencer, who were screaming in pure fear. "Y/n, listen, we'll find you, okay? Stay calm and do everything A tells you to survive!" Aria spoke, her voice shaking.

You felt how time was running out and the shadow under the hood was crowding you. There was no time to run away, especially since the stabbing pain wouldn't allow it. You shook your head. "You won't be able to find me, just like we haven't been able to find A all these years. Caleb will track my phone and then there will be no further trace of me. I will disappear.“ you spoke carefully, unbuckling your seatbelt and moving wildly looking around - the dark figure had disappeared from your view. "Emily.. I love you," you whispered in a broken voice, a stream of tears running down your cheeks.

“I love you too, sweetie,” the person addressed immediately replied with a halting voice, swallowing the lump in her throat as she looked to Spencer for help. Her mind was racing as she tried to think of a way out of this nightmarish situation. „I will find you. I will bring you back to me. I promise you!" you nodded involuntarily to yourself, listening to the voices of your friends encouraging you and promising to save you. But you also felt your strength fading, and you knew it wouldn't be long before something would happen that would end your life.

"Spencer, Hanna, Aria.." you whispered one last time and wiped your damp cheeks. "I-I.. thank you.. for everything."

Before anyone could answer, the door to your car was thrown open and you were pulled roughly out of the vehicle by the collar of your shirt. Your senses raged with fear as you felt a strong arm drape over your middle. Your screams were muffled by a rag held over your mouth as you listened tot he desperate cries of the girls.

The world around you blurred and the darkness started to surround you. You didn't know why you had to be the victim. But you knew you had to fear for your life.

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Two weeks had passed since you were kidnapped, and your friends' desperation grew with each passing day. The girls and their boyfriends had searched tirelessly for clues, but so far without success. Every day that you weren't found felt like an eternity to Emily.

Everyone had vowed not to give up, and they worked day and night to pursue every lead they could find. They searched the city and checked every place outside of Rosewood where they thought "A" might be holding you.

Then, finally, after countless hours of searching, they came across a promising lead. Mona had given them a tip that led them to an abandoned place on the outskirts of New York. It was a gloomy place, overgrown with weeds and marked by decay, but they knew they couldn't waste time.

As they walked along the small cobbled path past a house, they immediately felt the weight of the darkness that must reign there. But they did not let their resolve be deterred. Especially not Emily. She ran into the house and searched every room, every corner, every deserted hallway, her heart pounding with fear and hope. But she found nothing.

But as Caleb was about to close the closet, he heard a faint noise from somewhere below him. He followed the whimper and knelt down before feeling the carpet that had been laid out and discovered something underneath it. He picked at the corners of the rancid carpet, tossed it aside and found a hatch that led to an underground cellar. "I have something here!" he shouted and Emily immediately came around the corner, her shaking hands holding onto the hatch and immediately pulling it up.

They carefully descended the creaky ladder steps and when she entered the basement everyone froze in shock. There, in a crummy corner, you sat huddled on the floor, pale and exhausted, but alive. A hint of relief flooded through Emily as she rushed over to you and pulled you tightly into her arms. Spencer couldn't avoid rushing to her sister either.

"You found me," you whispered with a weak smile, your fingers dancing on your lover's cheek while your other hand searched for your sister's. "And we never gave up on you."

They left the scene together. Tobi had already alerted Tanner and some rescue workers, who immediately took you away to look after you. Emily breathed out, close to tears. She finally had you back, even though she thought she had long since lost you.

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After your long stay in the hospital, you finally returned home. Walking back to your room felt like a rebirth after all the days of imprisonment and suffering, a return to a place of safety and peace. The air smelled familiar and the warmth of home enveloped you like a blanket of security. A familiar hug that you so desperately needed.

When you took the stairs to your room and shortly afterwards entered it, your breath caught in your throat. The gentle smell of food rubbed under your nose, there were candles everywhere that flickered gently and casted a warm light into the room. A bouquet of colorful flowers sat on your bedside table and your eyes widened in surprise as you saw how Emily had transformed the room into a romantic paradise.

"Em...that's incredible." you breathed as you fully entered it and closed the door behind you. Your heart felt warm and light as she felt the love Emily had put into this surprise. Your lover stepped out from the shadows smiling, her eyes shining with love and affection. "Welcome home, my love." She said quietly and moved closer to you to press a tender kiss on your lips.

“This is... this is beautiful,” you whispered as tears of gratitude sparkled in your eyes. She gently took you in her arms and hugged you tightly. "I wanted you to feel loved as soon as you got home." She spoke quietly and led you to your balcony, where you sat down at the small table and began to enjoy the delicious meal that Emily had lovingly prepared. You couldn't believe how much effort she had put into making you happy. Every bite was like a declaration of love and you thanked the stars for the wonderful woman who was by your side.

“Thank you for always being there for me,” you spoke carefully, ruining the silence that had settled between the two of you. "Forever, don't you remember?" she asked, pulling up her sleeve. The colorful bracelet you had made for her years ago, before your relationship, was still attached to her wrist.

You smiled and pulled her towards you with a wave of your hand to press a gentle kiss to her forehead.

After dinner you relaxed on the balcony lounger, wrapped in blankets and surrounded by stars. Emily cared for you lovingly, gently stroking your hair and whispering words of love and care to you. "I'm so grateful you're home," she spoke softly, holding you tighter against her front. "I couldn't imagine a better place to be." You replied and smiled happily, leaning your head back on her chest and closing your eyes.

In that moment, your home felt not just like a place, but like the safest and most beautiful place in the world. With Emily by your side, anything felt possible, and you knew that with her you could overcome any challenge life threw at you. All the darkness and pain you had been through could be overcome by your soulmate.

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raaaaaaaghhhh · 7 months

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hii!! error sweetheart :33

ALSO please read,, I HAVE TWITTER!!!! @/chewurear

i would really enjoy it if you guys would follow me there bcs i have a habit of posting whatever here and i might be a bit more tidy here by only posting finished art work and posting sketches and silly doodles there!! i could also just interact more w pll and post silly stuff!!!!

im so so grateful you guys r with me, ik its not much but we're like at almost 20 followers and i've only been active for like 2 or so weeks so im extremely happy ily guys a ton <3

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janicho88 · 9 months

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When It All Falls Apart - Chapter 11

Pairing- ex!Jensen x Padalecki Reader

Word count- 4,674

Warnings- Some language. Dealing with a breakup. Sad reader. Angst, If I missed something let me know!

A/N-II'm interested to see what you all think about this one. Jensen is wrapping up his time in Toronto, and this brings a visitor to Austin. A little off canon, SPN ended after 10 years. We still got all the characters in during that time though. Thank you to @writercole and @leigh70 for your help with this. You two are amazing!!

Summary-Y/N Padalecki loved acting on Supernatural. Working alongside your older brother and your boyfriend, but after ten seasons the guys have chosen to hang up the guns. Now the three of you are moving on to other projects, but that’s all that needs to change right? While you have moved to Austin to be closer to your family and boyfriend, Jensen is working elsewhere. Distance is only the start of your troubles.

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The nice thing about your first day on Walker? It was everyone’s first day. When you joined Supernatural, they had already been working together for a couple seasons. You were the new kid who had to figure out where she fit in on her brother's playground.

There were a few scenes with the whole Walker family, so you had a chance between takes and set ups to get to know your new cast mates. You and Keegan, hit it off. During one of the breaks, you can’t help but ask what it was like working on Pretty Little Liars. He laughs at that.

“Dude, that show was my guilty pleasure. Please?” you plead. “Did you know the ‘A’ secrets ahead of time? What were the girls like?”

“You do know the show wrapped right? Like a few years ago.”

“Yes, I saw the finale. It was nuts.”

“It was,” he laughs again.

“Please Toby won’t you share?” you ask with a laugh.

Shaking his head at your use of his PLL character’s name he responds, “maybe another time when I don’t have to be Liam in a few minutes.”

He takes some pictures and behind the scenes videos and posts them on his Instagram, announcing the first day of filming, tagging you, Jared and a few other cast mates.

The rest of the work week goes by very quickly. Before you know it, it’s Saturday and you are loading up your car and Jared’s truck with the rest of your things. The four of you make the trip over to your new place. You and Jared start to unload his truck while Gen and Tom watch, stepping away from the truck a box is taken out of your hand, shocking you. Turning you see Jeff holding it with a smile.

“Surprise. Couldn’t let that one over there take all the credit for helping you. Plus, I have to know where I can find my little sister too.”

You laugh at that, “Thanks, I appreciate the help. Ulterior motivated, but still help.” Grabbing another box you lead them all upstairs to your new apartment.

Unlocking the door, you let them all in before following. You don't notice the look Jared and Jeff share. Gen bites her bottom lip as she looks around before raising her eyebrows at Jared.

“It’s small in here,” Tom is the first to speak.

‘Yeah, but it’s just me, so it’s alright,” you tell him.

“It’s cute,” Gen finally speaks up.

Jared doesn’t want her carrying anything, so she and Tom stay in the apartment and she begins opening some of the boxes of clothes while the three of you carry in the rest. It doesn’t take long to get everything inside. Some of your things are still at still stored at your brother's place.

“How long of a lease did you sign?” Jeff carefully asks once everything is unloaded..

“It was only available for four months.”

“Good,” he answers without thinking. “To know, so you won’t be able to hide from us,” he quickly finishes

“I don’t think you could hide from anything in here,” Jared mumbles, but you don’t hear him.

You had gone to help Gen in the bedroom area and come back to your two brothers in the kitchen. It looks even smaller than before with them standing in it. You finally get everyone to clear out, and you are alone for your first night in your new place.

It was a restless night; it will take some time to get used to a new place, especially one with so many outside noises. There is a text from Jared asking how your first night went, and you respond before walking to the kitchen. The empty cupboards and fridge dictate your plans after a shower. Heading to the grocery store, you grab what you need to get you through the week.

The following week has you scheduled for four days of filming. You spend your off days in your apartment, or at the onsite gym and pool. Gen and Tom stop by on Tuesday, your nephew was having a hard time not seeing you as frequently as he had become used to. He asked for a snack, but wasn’t happy with what was in your cupboard. Protein bars just aren’t his thing apparently. On Thursday you receive a text from Kenzie.

Mack-Hey lady! How are you doing? I’ll be in Austin this weekend, are you free Sunday?

You- Hi Kenz, I don’t know of anything going on.

Mack- Great! Are you up for grabbing lunch or shopping? Something?

You-Yeah, sure. Whatever you feel like.

You haven’t talked to her since your birthday. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t nervous about seeing her now that you and Jensen were no longer together. She had to know by now right?

Tom comes to set with Gen on Friday, he walks over and hands you a bag when you finish filming your scene.

“Thanks bud, what’s this?”

“It’s for your new home.”

You open it up and find a big box of goldfish crackers inside.

“Oh, uh..thanks Tom.”

“Dad says Unca Jensen comes home this weekend. Now you have something for him, not those yucky bars.”

“Great. Thanks.”

Gen gives you a side hug as he runs to his dad. “Sorry, we haven’t explained the break up to him yet.”

“That’s alright.”

Jared, carrying Tom over his shoulder, makes his way over. “Hey, we’re doing tacos tonight. Do you want to come over for dinner?”

“Thanks, but I have plans tonight.”

“Plans? You never have plans. What are they?” your brother pushes.

“None of our business,” Gen answers while pushing him away. “We’ll see you later, Y/N.”

So your plans might have been watching movies with a bag of popcorn on the couch, but they were still plans right? You could handle being on your own again just fine.

Up in Toronto, Jensen is going through his apartment. Checking that he has everything all packed up. Filming wrapped the day before, there is a get together tonight and then he is out of here tomorrow. A majority of his things were shipped out earlier in the week. He just has two suitcases and a carry on going back with him tomorrow. The benefit of renting a fully furnished place, there isn’t as much to take or bring back.

Not finding anything he missed, he sits down on the couch next to his carryon. Pulling open the front pocket he removes the black box he has looked at every night since he found it. In a way it has become a reminder of his failures. Just over a month ago he would have been excited to be going back to Austin and being with his girl. Now he was just going back to Austin.

Jensen is standing next to one of the bars set up around the room that evening, when Eric finds him.

“How are you doing?” his friend asks.

“Alright, you?”

“I’m fine, but I’m not the one with problems at home. Ya buy your knee pads yet?”

“You’re hilarious, Eric. I’m not sure what’s going to happen there.”

The two talk for a bit before Eric moves on to make his rounds among the cast and crew. He talks with Karl and Chase, before they move on to other groups. Claudia keeps seeming to pop up at his side, but he isn’t up to talking much with her. When Jensen feels he has been there for a suitable amount of time, he says his farewells.

He crashes on the couch that night, his bed already stripped. The next morning comes too soon as he quickly showers and throws on travel clothes and a hat to head to the airport and his early morning flight.

Thankfully, there aren’t too many people at the airport at 5 am, and he is able to get through check-in and security without too much of a wait. Finding a coffee is the first thing on his list once he’s past security. Taking a muffin with him, he slowly makes his way down to the terminal to wait for the flight to board. The closer it gets to take off the more the seats fill up. He pulls the baseball cap down a little lower to try and avoid being recognized.

The three and half hour flight is a rougher one, good thing he’s gotten used to flying over the years. He is surprised to see Mackenzie waiting for him after he grabs his luggage, he had been planning on just grabbing a taxi to drop him off a few houses down from his. She walks over to give him a hug and grabs the handle of one of his three bags.

“Hey, how was the flight?”

“Awful. What are you doing here?”

“Good to see you too, brother dear.”

“I just wasn’t expecting you.”

“Mom told me you were flying in, and gave me the flight details. I didn’t think you had anyone else picking you up.”

“Yeah, not this time.” Neither one brings up that it should have been you there instead.

The rest of the walk to the car is a quiet one, once it’s loaded they are off to his place. Before she can start asking questions, he turns the radio up to discourage conversation. Luckily, she lets it go, he just doesn’t know the reason she didn’t put up a fight. Once Kenzie pulls into his driveway she gets out and grabs another bag from the backseat, along with one of Jensen’s. He gives her a questioning look when he notices it while walking to the front door.

“I’m crashing here tonight, I need some catch up time. Figured, I could help make sure the house was in order before I left.”

“Did mom just mention that I was coming home, or she send you down?”

She just smiles and continues past him to the door. “Are you going to come open this or what?”

“This why you didn’t push to talk in the car? You knew you weren’t just going to drop me off.”

“Whatever would I push you to talk about?” she questions with a smirk.

With a shake of his head, Jensen unlocks the door and heads inside to shut off the alarm. He sets his bags by the stairs and heads to grab a bottle of water from the kitchen. He walks past the counter, pauses and turns back to look at it. Sitting near the edge is a house key and a garage remote, the ones he gave you. He stares at them a moment before continuing to the fridge, but instead of pulling out a water he walks out of the kitchen with a beer.

“Little early for that, don’t you think?” his sister questions.

“It’s almost noon in Toronto right now,” he replies as he sits down on the couch.

“You want to talk about it?” She asks, sitting across from him.

“Toronto’s a nice place, but I’ve been there before.”

“I didn’t mean the city, Jay.”

“The cast? The show? They were both great, but mom is so not allowed to watch.”

“Jensen, I was referring to Y/N and you know it.”

He’s quiet before replying to Mack, “next topic.”

“Jay, what happened?” she softly pushes. “When you were home Father’s Day weekend, you said everything was good.”

“Why did no one tell me it was Father’s Day weekend?” He tries to change the subject.

“I guess we thought you knew, and would be home that weekend for Y/N’s birthday anyway.”

He looks at his sister, “You knew it was her birthday?”

“Mom and I knew it was on Saturday, yes.”

“No one said anything. But you both asked if I saw her, you could have said why.”

“Really? We both thought you knew, you were always on top of those things especially with Y/N. When you said you were busy Saturday, we figured it was with her. When we talked to Y/N that day, she was here waiting for you to come home. She told mom she thought you saying you had meetings was to surprise her. Not one of us ever expected you to forget her birthday.”

Hearing this, Jensen felt even worse than before about forgetting your birthday.

“What happened?”

Hanging his head with a sigh, he shrugs. “I don’t really know. I guess time went faster than I thought. I knew filming was coming to an end in a few weeks, but I still didn’t put it together that it was already into June. Not until I was back on set the next week.”

“Did you talk to her about it?”

“I meant to. Guess I had it in my head that I did, but I found her gift in my safe last week. I never gave it to her.”

“Did she really come up to Toronto to break up with you, like that chick said in the interview?”

He looks up in confusion, before it dawns on him. “You mean Claudia? I don’t know how she even found out about it. Jared said he and Gen were hoping things would be better if she came up and saw me, so I guess breaking up wasn’t her intent when she arrived.”

“So something happened when she was there?”

“I guess.”

“Care to elaborate? Something tells me that’s a big part of the story.”

He gives her a brief recap of that weekend, he had work things, she was on her own. The group went out for dinner and Kripke ran into her and invited her along. “I might have been upset about that, and maybe didn’t handle it in the right way,” he finishes up.

“What’s not the right way?”

“I might have pushed her to leave the restaurant.”

“Jensen, you didn’t. You friggin idiot.”

He nods, “when I got back to the apartment her bag was packed and she was waiting for me. She said,” he pauses as he wills the tears forming away, “that she couldn’t do whatever us was, didn’t even know what we were anymore. That she wasn’t important to me. My life was too busy and she didn’t fit in it anymore.”

“What did you say when she said this?”

“That I didn’t know what she was talking about, and everything I do is for the two of us.” In a quieter voice he says, “might have told her to be out of the house before I got back too.”

Mack is quiet as she takes in everything he said.

Jensen continues before she can speak. “Talked to Jare at the last convention. He said she’s been hurting for a while, because of how things were. I never saw it.”

“Wow. One, you’re an ass. Two, you didn’t have any inkling she was feeling any of that? Had she mentioned anything before when you guys talked?”

He hangs his head once again, “That was the other thing they both said, we didn’t talk anymore.”

“Is that true?”

He just shrugs, looking around the room. His eyes settle on the dvd laying by the tv. It was the last one you two had watched together.

“I just always thought you two would be forever,” Mack comments.

“Me too, already bought the ring.”

“You did?”

He just nods.

“Are you going to try and fix things?”

“She deserves better,” he finally mumbles.

Mackenzie doesn’t get anything else out of him. Leaving him alone for a bit, she works on dusting and vacuuming before coming back to try and get him to go to the grocery store with her, but he won’t leave the couch. His bags stay by the stairs, and she notices he is on his third beer before she leaves for the store.

Returning an hour later, he is still in the same spot. The third bottle of beer was the last one in the house, so at least he didn't have anything more to drink while she was gone. The only thing different is the jar of peanut butter and spoon sitting in front of him.

“Alright, time to take your luggage upstairs. Come on, let’s move.”

She finally gets him upstairs, and starts on a light dinner while he’s busy. The rest of the evening is a quiet one. Mack isn’t sure if she should be surprised or not over how bad he is taking the breakup. She can’t help but wonder what kind of shape you are going to be in tomorrow.

When your alarm goes off Sunday, it takes a moment for you to realize why you even set it. Oh yeah, shopping and lunch with Kenzie. Dragging yourself out of bed you make your way to the bathroom to get ready.

A text comes through while you are drying your hair.

Mack-I’m almost ready, do you want me to swing by and pick you up?

You- You don’t have to do that.

Mack- I want to, that we can spend more time together.

You- If you’re sure.

After entering your new address you hit send and quickly finish your hair and makeup. As you are making sure you have everything you need in your purse, there is a knock at the door. Opening it up, you find a smiling Mackenzie on the other side. She gives you a hug before walking in and looking around.

“This is…um. Where’s the rest of it?” she finally asks.

“Good to see you too, Kenz.”

“It’s always good to see you, Y/N. But seriously, is there more to this place? I’m standing in the living room and so are your kitchen and bedroom.”

“It’s not that bad,” you defend. “There’s a pool and a gym that I have access to.”

“Great.”

“I was just checking my purse, then I’m ready.”

Throwing the apartment keys in your bag after locking the door you follow Kenzie out to the car. She doesn’t ask any questions as she drives to Barton Creek Square, just talks about what she has been up to lately. After she parks at the JCPenny’s entrance the two of you get out and head inside.

Walking through the department store, you browse the first floor before riding the escalator to the second. Mackenzie is looking through the toddler clothes for her nephew Levi, while you find yourself wondering over to the baby department. You don’t hear her walk over to you, as you are looking through the bottom shelf. Noticing the feet beside you, you look up at her sad face.

“What’s wrong?” you question, standing up.

She just shakes her head.

“I’ve known you too long for that, what’s up?”

“It’s just, I didn’t used to think it would be too much longer and I would be picking up these for your and Jay’s baby. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have brought it up, I just...”

A sad smile spreads over your face, “There have been a few that have caught my eye, where I’ve thought Jens would love this one. I get it. Let’s get out of here.”

After both of you pay for the items you picked up, you walk out into the mall’s second story. Checking out the shops as you pass, nothing catches your eye before you reach the center of the mall.

Deciding to walk toward the end with Dillard's first, you turn to the right. Browsing through a few stores, you once again make your way to the middle and head down to the other end.

“California Pizza Kitchen, was down this way right?” Mack asks.

“Yeah, it is.”

“Want to grab lunch?”

“Sure.”

You walk down one side and look through those stores before coming back up the other aisle. You don’t know who you forgot about the store right next door to the restaurant.

Coming up to the Dallas Cowboys Pro Shop, you stop. Kenzie is almost to the restaurant when she realizes you aren’t with her. Turning around she sees you staring into the previous shop.

“Did you want to go in there first?”

“No, no, I’m good.” With one last look you make your way over to the restaurant.

As you order drinks and food, Kenzie can pick up on a dip in your mood, just like in JCPenny’s.

“What’s on your mind, and before you say nothing, remember I know you too.”

Giving her a small smile, you look down at the table as you answer. “I don’t think I’ve made a trip here where I haven’t gone to the Pro Shop and picked something up for Jensen.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“The store?”

She gives you a bitch face, “Oh my god you are as bad as my brother!”

You give her a tight smile and look around the crowded restaurant. “Not here.”

Mack understands what you mean, “Alright, I’ll let it go for now.”

She asks about Walker, and the Netflix mini series that wrapped up. You ask how Jeremy, her parents, and brother’s family are. Jensen used to keep you up on all of that. Conversation died down when the pizza and bread arrived. The leftovers are boxed up when the two of you are finished and put in a bag to go.

Having walked the second floor of the mall, you take the escalator down to the first floor to check out those stores. After browsing Bath and Body Works new scents you manage to leave that store empty handed. A new pair of workout shoes, and some workout pants are all that catch your attention. It was obvious to Kenzie, your heart and mind just aren’t into this shopping trip. After a quick stop at the Cheesecake Factory for dessert to go and Soul Popped for some popcorn, the two of you are on your way back to your place.

Jensen receives a call from Jared, while Kenzie is out doing whatever it was she had to do this afternoon.

“Hey man.”

“Hey Jare.”

“Um, So are you back in town?”

“Yeah, got back last night.”

“That’s…that’s good.”

“Yeah.”

There was a little bit of awkward silence the two of them didn’t usually have. It seems like they aren’t really sure where their friendship stands.

“Well, Tom keeps asking about you, and I told him I would call and see if you wanted to come over and hang by the pool?”

Jensen bites down on his lip as he thinks over the invitation. It used to be a no brainer, but after the conversation with his sister yesterday he really doesn’t think he can face Y/N right now.

“I miss my little buddy, but I don’t know if today will work. Kenzie’s in town today. She had something to go out and do, but I expect her back anytime and I don’t know what she has planned.”

“Oh, alright. Have a nice time with your sister.”

“Thanks. Maybe we can take him down to the park he likes one day this week?” Jensen throws his head back, usually it’s you taking Tom out with him.

“Sure, I’ll check my and Gen’s filming schedule for this week and see what we have going on.”

“Sounds good.”

“Alright, I’ll talk to you later then Jackles. Have a good one.”

“Thanks Jpad. See ya.”

Mack pulls into the empty parking spot near your apartment and hops out. She grabs the leftovers from lunch while you carry the cheesecake and your purchases. You set the shopping bag on your bed and take the dessert to the kitchen where she is already putting the pizza in the fridge. She starts opening the few cupboards looking for plates and utensils for the cheesecake. You help her out before you both move over to the couch.

“Alright now are you ready to talk about it? And if you even think about saying, ‘about what,’ I’m going to scream.”

Setting the barely touched desert down, you sit back on the couch and look at your friend. “I guess I just don’t fit in his life anymore. I think he’s ready to move on to his new co-star anyway.”

“For what it’s worth, I think my brother is a major idiot, but he hasn’t moved on to anyone else.”

“I was… was just convenient when we were working together in Vancouver. He never had time to talk anymore. I had to call him, I think he’s called me once in the last few months. I went to see him, and other things came up that were more important than spending time together.” You shrug not sure what else to say.

“What could have been more important than seeing you?” she questions.

“Going out with his castmates for drinks or golfing.”

“Shit, I’m sorry for all that. I really am. Mom and I were so surprised to hear you two broke up.”

You just nod your head. “I wasn’t sure what he’d tell you.”

“We heard from the interview. Honestly, he has barely talked to any of us lately either.”

“Oh, so you heard I went up there just to break up with him. That’s not how it happened.”

“I know.”

You stop and stare at her.

“He talked to me a little bit last night about Toronto, and what happened that weekend. Eventually he told me what he did and what happened. I don’t blame you at all.”

“Thanks.”

You can’t help the tears that begin to flow. Kenzie puts down her plate and scoots closer to wrap you in a big hug.

“I really thought he was it for me, you know,” you manage to get out between sobs.

“I know, I know, honey,” Kenzie squeezes you tighter and curses out her brother in her head.

When you finally calm down she moves back. You get up to go wash your face. She has the television on Hallmark when you return. The two of you watch the Christmas in July movie in silence while you pick at your cheesecake.

“Okay, but what is the deal with this place?” she finally asks.

You look around and shrug. “It came fully furnished. I sold all my furniture when I moved to Texas and in with your brother.”

“You did?”

“Yeah, his house was set. We didn’t need the hassle of moving more than my clothes and personal items.”

“So that’s why you got this place?”

“Yeah. And it didn’t need a long term contract.”

“So are you still looking for another place?”

Biting your lip you study the blonde in front of you. “Can you keep this to yourself?”

“Of course.”

“I’m thinking of moving back to L.A. at the end of the year.”

“What! Why?”

“Because everything here reminds me of your brother. I just can’t handle being reminded of him all the time. Being with Jensen was the reason I moved here in the first place.”

“What about Walker?”

“I think I’m going to see if they can scale back how often my character is on. Maybe be just a guest star or something.”

“Oh wow.” A minute later she softly asks, “Do you still love him?”

Closing your eyes and shaking your head you almost whisper “I don’t want to. I shouldn’t, he’s probably already moving on. I just can’t get that through to my heart.”

There isn’t much more said after that. The movie neither of you have been paying attention to, finishes, and Kenzie gets up to leave. She gives you a big hug before descending the steps.

“Call me if you ever need anything. I’m still here for you, so are my parents. Love ya girl!” she calls out.

“Thanks Mack. Same goes for you. Love you, drive safe!” You watch her pull out before heading back inside. Grabbing a bag of popcorn you collapse down on the couch with your Hallmark movies for company. When the heroine eventually finds her Mr. Right, you can’t help the tears that fall thinking how you lost yours.

Thank you for reading!

Chapter 12