Supernatural Imagines

Thank You

Pairing: Jack x reader

Characters: Jack, Y/N, Dean, Sam

T/W: Being cheated on.

Description: Y/N has her heart broken by her 'so-called' boyfriend and Jack is there to pick up the pieces of her broken heart.

You stormed into the bunker, tears streaming down your face from the news that you had just received. Behind you, you heard pounding at the door, and very loud shouting.

"Y/N, I am so sorry. That girl meant nothing to me, I swear. She was just a drunken mistake, I love you." Your now ex-boyfriend was clamouring at the door, begging you to take him back.

"Excuse me, that girl was your ex! Don't you dare tell me that she was a mistake. I knew you were never over her fully when we got together. I thought I'd be able to help you, but obviously not! Apparently, she was a drunken mistake and she meant nothing. That is complete bullshit and we both know it! Now fuck off and leave me alone!"

Sam, Dean and Jack were all sat at the library tables when they heard the commotion coming from by the door. All three rushed to where the argument was taking place, seeing you with red eyes and puffy cheeks, lines of mascara running down your face.

"You know what, Y/N, it did mean something to me. You're right, I never got over her, and I never will. We have both been going at it for months now and It's been the best time of my life since I met you. She is ten times the woman you will ever be. You are a disgrace and nobody will ever want you!"

As your ex said this, your eyes watered again and you tried your best to keep your sob in, to no avail.

Sam and Dean immediately tensed up, and Jack's eyes flashed yellow, indicating that he was on the verge of murdering your ex. Both of your brothers ran up the stairs, whilst Jack pulled you into his arms, grace immediately calming you.

"The only reason I never broke up with you is because of those crazy brothers of yours and the freaky kid you live with. You are all freaks!" Your ex gave one last pound on the door before Sam and Dean threw the door open and confronted your ex.

Your ex's eyes immediately widened in fear at the two burly men facing him at the door. Behind them, he saw that Jack's eyes had again flashed yellow in anger. He tried to run away from the sight when Sam and Dean both grabbed him by the scruff of his neck.

"Do you wanna repeat what you just said, you little fuck?" Dean barked, nostrils flaring. Your ex shook his head rapidly and kept glancing between the two brothers. "Yeah, I didn't fucking think so. Not so tough now that you haven't got a door protecting you, are you? Eh?"

Jack had slowly come up the stairs behind the brothers, his eyes still yellow. Sam and Dean both parted to make way for Jack, who was now standing in front of your ex.

"What in the holy hell are you?" Your ex cried.

"I am that 'freaky kid' that you mentioned. I am the son of Lucifer, half arch-angel. I will not hesitate to throw you against the wall if I have to" Jack threatened, his eyes turning a darker shade of yellow.

"If you ever come near Y/N again, I promise I will do something much worse than that. You will have your own personal cell down in Hell." Jack had walked up to him and had gotten in his face. "Y/N did not deserve to be treated like that. She is the most caring, loving and sweet person I know." Jack had pushed your ex well out of the doorway.

"Now, get out of here and never lay eyes on her again, otherwise you'll have us three to deal with!" Sam demanded in a very calm voice, with an evil glint in his eye.

The teen immediately turned around and ran away from the bunker doorway. Sam, Dean and Jack all descended down the stairway to where you were standing, mouth agape.

Sam and Dean both walked up to you and scooped you into their arms, both giving you a kiss on the head.

"You OK, kiddo?" Dean asked. You looked up at him and nodded, slight tears still streaming down your face. "I'll be OK, D." Noticing Jack had took himself off to his room, you decided to head to where he was. Giving your brothers one last squeeze, you began to walk towards Jacks room, giving little knocks on the door when you arrived. "Jack, are you alright?"

You slowly opened the door to reveal that Jack was sitting cross-legged on his bed with his head in his hands. You walked over and sat by him, giving him a slight squeeze. "Jack, everything is OK now, I'm Ok." Jack shook his head in response. "No Y/N, it's not OK. He hurt you. I should have hurt him back."

You lifted Jacks head up so his eyes met yours. "Hey, he will never hurt me again. You guys made sure of that." You took his hands in yours. " I need you to calm down now, Jack. I'm right here, safe and sound. He wont hurt me ever again."

Jack looked at your hands then back at your face, his eyes watery and upset. "I hate him so much, Y/N." He began to slightly squeeze your hands, with anger rising in his voice.

"I know you do, Jack. You really didn't need to threaten him with a cell down in Hell. I think he got the message when you said you were Lucifer's son. I'm not upset with you, Jack. I'm very honoured that you felt the need to defend me like that. Thank you." You said, as you lifted your hand up to his cheek, grazing your thumb along his cheek bone. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I just felt really angry with what he had done. You don't deserve to be hurt like that."

"I know, Jack. You don't need to be angry anymore. I'm right here with you, where I need to be. Where I belong"

You leaned in hesitantly after you has said this, unsure if your feelings towards the nephilim were reciprocated. Jack had noticed your hesitant movement and made the last step, placing his lips on yours in a very gentle manner. Your lips both moved together and a very slow but loving pace, both of you savouring the new feelings that you were experiencing. You could feel his grace flowing through you, calming all of the nerves that were on fire.

Sam and Dean had noticed that both you and Jack had gone quiet and decided to quietly investigate. They snook up to Jacks door and quietly opened it, revealing both you and Jack cuddled together on the bed, arms and legs wrapped around eachother.

"It's nice that she has finally found somebody who will care for her" Sam whispered, closing the door. "Yeah, but if he hurts her, I will personally skin him alive with the archangel blade we have secretly stashed" Dean threatened, making his way back to the library to carry on his research.