In The Dark (Jack Kline X OFC/Reader)

In The Dark (Jack Kline x OFC/Reader)

A/N: So, I actually thought of this idea about two nights ago when our electricity went out, during a big wind storm. Idaho rarely gets those, but I am kind of glad that I did. If there wasn’t a windstorm then I wouldn’t have come up with this idea for @carry-on-my-wayward-asbutt . Enjoy!

Summary: Clo and Jack have liked each other ever since Clo was brought to the bunker to live with the Winchesters. Jack has always taken to a liking to Clo. He thinks that she is the most beautiful girl ever and has the most perfect spirit anyone has ever had. Clo loves how pure Jack is and how he tries to be like Castiel every day. One terrible, storm night, a windstorm comes into town and knocks all the lights out in the Bunker making it very hard to see. Clo comes up with an idea to find Jack in the darkness and finally tell him how she feels. Besides, telling your crush in the dark was always better anyway because if she gets rejected at least he won’t see her cry. So she hopes.

Warning: None

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The wind was howling through the pipes of the old building making it sound like as if someone was whistling through the whole building. This made Clo a bit unsettled in her stomach. She hated windstorms and being in an old building that could collapse any moment was not helping settle her stomach either. Sam had said that The Bunker was built to last, but she just was not convinced. She probably would never be convinced, seeing that she had a past with being in old collapsible buildings. That’s how her parents died and just the thought made her shutter at what could happen tonight.

She set her book down, that just had her attention a moment ago and got up to go to the kitchen. It was nearly eleven at night and she felt like she could go for a snack at the moment. She headed out of her room and started her way down the old hallway. She was so amazed every time she went down this hallway. It reminded her of the time that she spent with her parents, before their death in England. They use to stay at small bed and breakfasts where the hallways were similar to the ones in the bunker. Being in this hallway made her feel like she was with her parents again.

As she continued to walk down the hallway, she started to think about how good Sam and Dean had been to her. She had never met two more noble men in her life. They were literally the epitome of Superman and Batman. How did she meet them and get wound up in the hunter life with them? When she had just gotten back from a trip with a few friends from California, they had stopped at a national park. Unaware of the origins of the park, they decided to stay the night there. That was where it all started for her. Apparently there was a pack of werewolves that had settled in that park for centuries. That night, a few younger members had gotten to her friends, taking them out. Just when they were about to kill Clo, that’s when Sam and Dean showed up. After all that was over, it was Sam who had suggested she stay with them. Clo was a bit dumbfounded. First these two amazing men come and help her and then one of them suggests she stay with them? She wasn’t complaining at all and was in fact thrilled with the idea. What else was she supposed to do? She was out in the forest, literally in the middle of nowhere. Her friends had all just died and she really had no home to go to since the death of her parents. The house was sold and her only place to stay was her owned apartment. She definitely was not going back to her apartment. It would be just another reminder that she was alone again. She she said yes and they took her back to the bunker with them. She has been living here ever since. She looked back now, and wish that she hadn’t. If she would have know that the bunker would be one of her fears, then she would have just gone homeless. Oh well, beggars could not be choosers after all.

There was another gush of wind that went through the pipes as she entered the kitchen. Tonight was definitely going to be a long night. She opened up the refrigerator and pulled out a loath of bread, lettuce, tomatoes, cheese, and a couple slices of meat, cut up in a container. She set them on the table and started making her sandwich. At least her gourmet sandwich would help with her lousy stomach.

She began cutting the cheese, when she heard footsteps making their way into the kitchen. The sound stopped only just inches away from the table making Clo look up and meet eyes with the one and only man who could take her breath away. She tried to hide it though and tried answer with ease. “Hey Jack.” she said looking back down at her sandwich. “Hi Clo, how has your night been?” He asked. She smiled at his question. He too sweet for his own good. That made him even more pure. “Good, but the stupid wind is making my stomach uneasy, so that’s why I’m in the kitchen making myself a sandwich.” This made Jack tilt his head and look at her in confusion. “ Humans eat to help their stomachs are uneasy? Do stomachs have souls just like them? Is that why Dean is always eating?” Clo laughed at the last question. She looked at him and smiled. “ Jack, first off stomachs do not have souls and no that’s why Dean doesn’t eat. He eats because he’s basically in love with food. I mean if food was a girl then he would definitely date her. As for the food and everyone eating when they get uneasy part? I’m not sure. I just mean that I usually eat when i get uneasy.” Jack looked like a bulb went off in his head and just smiled. His next words made Clo almost choke on her food.

“I love that you eat when your stomach gets uneasy.” He said, like a little five year old. A piece of cheese that Clo had bee chewing on, made it’s way into her breathing socket, making her cough a few times. Eventually after the fourth cough, she was able to get it out. “A-are you okay Clo?” Jack asked, laced with concern in his voice. Clo just nodded and blinked her eyes a couple of times to hold back the tears that were threatening to make their way down her face. “Yeah Jack, I’m good.” Jack didn’t look convinced though. “I-I think I should get Cas, just to see if you are alright.” Clo grabbed him by the wrist and held it tight so he wouldn’t be able to go anywhere. This made Jack look at her in confusion. Clo made direct eye contact with him. “Don’t Jack. Really. I’m fine. You don’t need to get Castiel.” She gave him a smile for extra measure, just so he could believe her. He relaxed a bit and she let go of his wrist.

Just when Clo was about to make another comment about how she was fine, more wind rustled through the pipes in the ceiling and made the lights flicker. Four flickers later, and the lights were out. “Sammy!” came Dean’s voice. “Dean!” Shouted Sam in response. Large footsteps could be heard through the hallways. “Where are you?!” yelled Sam again. “ In my room!” Dean shouted back. “Where’s Clo and Jack?” Asked Sam. This made Clo perk up. “Right here in the kitchen, but it’s very dark!” She replied. She heard a chuckle from Dean. “Didn’t quite think it was Heaven, princess.” he called back. Clo just rolled her eyes at his stupid response and tried to find her way to the door, careful not to cut any of her fingers on the knife that was still on the counter.

She heard shuffling going in the opposite direction of the door. “Jack?” she called out. “Where are you going?” The shuffling stopped. “Going to see if I can get my phone.” came his response. She smiled at how gullible he was. “That’s good, but I think the door out of the kitchen is in the opposite direction of where you actually want to go. “ She said. She heard a little giggle come from his direction and the shuffling of feet coming back her way. “Thanks.” he replied with relief in his voice.

After a couple of minutes of shuffling, he was right by her side again. She heard some fidgeting coming from his end. Clo looked in the direction of where his body would be, if the lights were on. “Are you okay?” she asked. “Um, yeah. I just can’t really see anything.” He said, laughing a little. Clo smiled at his comment. “It’s okay, I can’t see either.” “I guess I won’t be getting my phone then, huh?” he asked. She giggled in response. “Probably not Jack.”

They could barely hear Sam and Dean anymore. Had they gone to go find light? Clo certainly hoped so. If they didn’t then she certainly would try to. She didn’t care how dark it was. She just wanted this windstorm to be over and the lights back on.

The wind blew loudly against the bunker, making it seem like they were out on sea, instead of land. Gusts banged at the windows and front door, sounding all through out the building. “ That wind seems pretty tough.” came Jack’s voice. Clo hummed in agreement. Silence fell between the two, making the wind the only sound that could be heard throughout The Bunker. Clo felt a hand slither it’s way into the palm of her hand, squeezing it tight. The only person that was right beside her right now was Jack and the thought that he would initiate something like that made her heart beat faster. “Jack?” she asked a little baffled. “Can I tell you something?” came his voice again, time a little more timidly. She smiled. “Yeah, go ahead.” “You promise not to laugh?” he asked. “No, I promise. What is it?” She said, desperately hoping what she thought it was. Maybe the windstorm wasn’t so bad after all.

She heard Jack take a deep breath in and then out. “Okay, here goes nothing. Well, Dean said that when you like someone you should tell them because life can be too short not to and Clo, I think I like you.” He said, a little quiver in his voice as he squeezed her hand a little tighter. Clo could not believe with she was hearing. Did Jack Kline just admit to liking her? Were her dreams finally coming true. Her heart was beating out of her chest. She smiled. “ You like me Jack?” She asked, taking the opportunity to take her hand out of his. “Y-yes.” He stuttered. She backed away from him. A plan forming in her mind. “Is this true?” she asked, backing away until her back hit the wall of the hallway. “Yes.” This time it was a little more confident. This made her smile grow even more. “Well Jack Kline, I have a secret to tell you, but you’ll have to find me first.” She said, giggling like a school girl with a crush. Which she obviously did have and it so happened that her crush liked her back. Clo felt her way down the hallway wall, leading to heaven knows where, but she so desperately hoped that Jack would find her. The secret she had to tell him was a good one and one that she so wanted to tell him.

She heard Jack’s shuffling footsteps trying to follow her. She could just imagine him, arms out and flailing, trying to find her. It warmed her heart at the thought. “Where are you ?” he asked. “I’m not telling. You will just have to keep finding me.” she replied, giggling a little again. “Should’ve taken my phone with me.” he mumbled. This made her laugh out loud as she continued to follow the hallway wall. She kept following it, until her back hit the end. “I’m close Jack.” She called out. Jack replied with a laugh of victory. “I do hope so!” he shouted.

She waited for him against the wall. Her heart aching for him to be near her. She needed to tell him her secret and she needed to now. If she didn’t, she was sure that her heart would burst out of her chest. She patted her thighs to keep herself waiting. It was taking a little while while longer than she expected. She hoped that he just hadn’t given up and left to his room yet.

Finally after so many moments of waiting, she felt his arms wrap around her. He pulled her close to him. His breath hit her face, but it was so inviting. “So” he asked “What is your secret?” She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head down until her lips were level with his ear. “I like you too.” She whispered. This made Jack’s grip her waist tighter, while she leaned her head on his chest. They just stood in each other’s embrace for what seemed like hours, but was probably only mere minutes to anyone else.

“Can I try something?” came Jack’s voice. This made Clo lift her head off his chest and look up at where his face would be. “Anything.” She said sweetly. She felt him pull back a little. He placed his hands on her neck. His hands felt their way up to her face, feeling every little inch there was. He traced her lips, her ears, and her nose. “Wow, even in the dark you are so beautiful.” He said, making her blush. Good thing he couldn’t see her or she sure would be even more embarrassed. “Jack, you can’t even see me.” She said. A smile tugged at his lips.”Doesn’t mean that I can’t tell just by my hands tracing your whole face.” He said back, chuckling. “To shay.” After their little conversation, Jack took this as the inititave to lean in and kiss her.

Clo’s hands went up an made their way into Jack’s hair, starting to play with it. Jack pulled her face closer to him. He wanted to be as close to her as possible during this moment. Their lips danced together, showing all the passion that they had for each other. Minutes later, Clo pulled apart and rested her forehead on his. “I really like you Jack Kline.” She said breathlessly. He pulled her back in for another short kiss, pulling away afterwards. “I really like you too, Clo. I might even go as far to say that I love you.” When she heard this, she pulled him down for another kiss, standing on her tippy toes to meet him halfway. This kiss was very passionate and pure like the first two. The way that it should be. They were moving at their own pace.

The lights in The Bunker came on, making them break away from kissing each other. Clo hid her face in the crook of his neck, while Jack looked up at the ceiling. They heard footsteps coming in their direction. “Clo! Jack!” came Dean’s voice. “Where are you!” Clo pulled away from Jack. “We should go.” she said, blushing a little. His right hand came up and cupped part of her face, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “You’re so beautiful when you blush.” He said, staring into her eyes, making her hear skip a beat. She smiled at him and grabbed his hand again. Pecking him on the lips, she led him, making their way back to where Sam and Dean were. They were definitely going to get a surprise tonight. Cas certainly would too, when he got back from his solo mission.

Just thinking about Cas finding out made Clo stop in her footsteps and turn back to Jack. It seemed liked he was thinking the same thing too. Both of their eyes went big as they they both screamed in unison. “CAS!”

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A/N: Well that’s all folks! I hope you all enjoyed and @carry-on-my-wayward-asbutt , I hoped you liked it too. Another one will be coming out tomorrow. I’m going to go on a little hiatus, but will be back shortly. After the hiatus, I will start accepting requests. I don’t write smut thought! Okay, see ya’ll soon!

Fixing His Broken Heart; Prologue(Hangman x F! reader)

Pairing: Hangman x F! reader, Rooster x Phoenix, Bob x OC

Summary: Hangman's wife cheated on him and it's up to (Y/N) to fix his broken heart.

Warnings: Angst, Yelling(if that's even a warning), Depressed Hangman, Really none at the moment

Prologue.

A man with gold flecks in his hair stood in front of a large window looking down at the people below him. There was a woman with big, blonde hair to the nines and perfectly done makeup to the nines holding onto a man with dark red hair and a perfectly chiseled face. Her perfectly manicured hands were carded through the man's red hair as their foreheads met together. She was whispering something to him and then gave him short, but fierce kiss.

The man let go of her, reluctantly and got into the car that was next to them. The car drove off as she stared after it. She sighed really big and then took out a little compact mirror and a tube of lipstick. She looked at herself in the little mirror and carefully applied the lipstick to her plump lips. If the man above didn't know any better, he would say that she looked like a vision of estacy, only his to devour and hold. He knew better though, and it broke his heart that he couldn't give her what the other man could.

From outside, the woman fixed up her dress and made sure she was showing ample cleavage before she went inside. Cara Seresin was probably the most well renowned ex beauty queen of the South. Everyone knew who she was all the way from Texas to Georgia and beyond. Everyone loved her and everyone wanted to be her. She also had the hottest husband in America too- Jake Seresin.

He was okay, she guessed. He use to do many things that would make her swoon and want to jump his bones then and there, but now he was just a washed up version of that person and didn't want anything to do with her anymore. He was always at work; She thinks that he was like an airline pilot or something. Honestly, she forgot what he did and she didn't care. As long as he was bringing in the money, she was content. Marshall on the other hand, she met through a group of ex beauty queen friends. He had beautiful, fiery red hair and such a chiseled jaw. He also had a body to match. He was everything that she wished for her husband. With one word, he could make her melt and do anything he pleased.

Cara was in front of her husband's office door now. She quickly took out her little mirror again and did a once over. To herself, she looked like sheer perfection and that was good to know. She put the little mirror away and knocked on his door. She waited a couple of minutes, until she heard a, "come in" from the other side. The clattering of heels made their way into the room and stopped in front of a large desk to which her husband was sitting behind.

Jake Seresin was a vision of god-like power as he sat in the chair behind the large desk. He was wearing a navy blue suit that perfectly fit his body and his hair was done to perfection. From an outsiders point of view, the couple looked like one of those perfect couples you would find on the red carpet from the way they dressed. The only thing that was missing from them that those other couples had was the look and feeling of true love: in their body language and their faces.

Jake just looked at her. He knew and she knew he knew. "How long has it been going on?", he asked in a solemn tone, staring into her blue eyes. She sighed and looked away. She really didn't want to break his heart, but the bandaid had to come off sooner or later. She quickly made eye contact with him and looked down at the floor. "A year now.", she said, feeling no remorse like she thought she would.

The man in front of her sighed and ran his hands down his face. His thoughts were filled with frustration towards his wife and the man she was just with. "What do I do now, Cara?", he asked desperately. This made the woman mad and scoff, putting her hands on her hips. "I don't know Jake. You hardly come home anymore and when you do, we hardly ever make love like we use to. You don't even treat me like you use to!",She yells. This makes the man stand up, in a fit of anger. "You're the one that's different Cara! You come home late and then expect me to love on you when I smell another man's cologne on you! You don't think that hurts me just as much as I hurt you?!", He yelled pointing a finger at her.

Tears made their way down her face, ruining her perfect makeup. He wasn't supposed to know about her late nights with Marshall. She thought she had taken a good enough shower to get Marshall's scent off of her before she came home. "You weren't supposed to know about that.", she stated venomously. Jake sarcastically laughed at her remark. "I'm not stupid Cara. I may not have gotten the best grades in high school, but I'm not stupid. You practically reeked of him then and you reek of him now! I guess it's all that hairspray going to your head to miss that.", he said, while looking at her.

After he said that, it went silent. Both didn't say anything at all. Cara's eyes were looking out the window and Jake was looking down at his desk.

Moments later, a soft knock could be heard. Jake looked up from the desk and sighed. It was probably his assistant, (Y/N). "Come in,"he said as his wife wiped away her tears with a velvet handkerchief.

The door opened and a beautiful looking girl came in. She had (H/C) hair, (E/C) eyes, and flawless skin. Her hair was done up in a tight pony-tail while she wore a black business coat, placed of a white blouse, and a black, tight skirt to match with black heels to pull the look together. "Mr. Seresin, Captain Mitchell called this morning and said that he needed you at the Naval Base.", she said, while looking at the scene in front of her. Mrs Seresin's make up was messed up and she looked like she just got so very terrible news. Mr. Seresin also looked like he got some terrible news too, but seemed more angry about it. All this tension made (Y/N) uncomfortable and her anxiety levels rise. She really wanted to ask if everything was okay, but decided against fearing that she would make the situation worse.

"Um, okay. Call him back and tell him I'm coming now.", he said. With that, she backed out the room, closing the door behind her and taking a big sigh. She knew that Jake and Cara were going through a rough patch, but she didn't know it was that bad. She guess Jake finally found out about Cara and Marshall. Though, they weren't probably weren't being as sneaky as they thought. She remembered an incident from a few weeks ago.

Cara had invited Marshall over for a late night session of whatever they did and it just so seemed that particular night (Y/N) had to stay late. Jake was on another naval mission and he forgot to prepare a presentation for one of the many meetings of his new promotion as Captain. (Y/N) decided that it would be best if she stayed and helped him out because she knew that he would be too tired when he got back to do it.

That particular, she heard a large ruckus happening in The Seresin's bedroom. She didn't think much of it because she was too busy with the presentation to even care, but one thing got her attention though.

As she was just finishing up making the presentation, she heard the door open and fits of laughter down the hallway. A particular sentence Cara said got her attention. "Don't worry Marshall. Jake's not going to know about us. I promise you." (Y/N) stopped what she was doing and went to see what was going on. She saw Cara walking down the hall with a man who she could only recognize as Marshall. His hands were around her waist as they walked and continued to laugh about nonsense. If she was honest, Marshall's hair looked like sex hair, from the back.

She made her way into The Seresin's bedroom to see if there was an evidence that could tell her what was actually going on inbetween the two people she saw outside. That's when she found an undershirt on the floor. Maybe it was just Jake's undershirt and maybe something really wasn't going on between Marshall and Cara like she concluded. After all, Cara did say that Marshall was only coming over to take a look at the faucet in the bathroom in their room anyways.

She picked it up and started folding it. Truth be told, (Y/N) had a little crush on her boss, Jake. He was everything that she dreamed about in a man. He was perfect inside and out. She wish she could be the one that Jake was holding on to when he was back from his naval missions and the one that he looked lovingly at, but Jake married Cara. She was an ex beauty queen that was perfect in every way. Jake wanted perfect and she wasn't perfect.

She put the undershirt up to her nose to smell Jake's cologne. There was only one time that Jake showed her the only affection that she would ever get from him and that was when her mother died. She remembered coming in one morning to work and got a phone call in the process. It was her dad telling her the news of what happened. The whole morning she cried and couldn't work as efficiently as she usually did. Jake noticed and called her into his office. He asked and she told him about her mother. Then he did something that she would never forget. He pulled her into a hug. His scent engulfed and she found so much comfort in it.

She missed that scent and glad that she could at least smell it one more time before Jake got home.

When she smelled the undershirt, something was off. It wasn't the wonderful scent she came to love, but another foreign scent she didn't recognize. Did Jake start using a new cologne? She quickly folded the shirt and was going to put it in Jake's drawers, until she saw an M marked inside on the tag in black sharpie. "M", she thought. The only person she knew that started with the letter M was Marshall or Mitchell. It certainly couldn't be Captain Mitchell's because he was never here in the first place, but Marshall was.

That's when it all started coming together for (Y/N) and her suspicions were once again confirmed. Cara was indeed cheating on Jake.

(Y/N) sighed at the memory bubbling in her mind. The reason she didn't tell her boss is because she didn't think it was hers to tell and also because Jake had been under so much stress with his new promotion that this would be another unnecessary burden that he would have to carry. She didn't want that for him because she cared for him too much. She was a bit glad that he did find out though. He was such a smart person and she loved that about him.

Cara couldn't see him like she did. Cara didn't understand that he was a Naval Pilot and that's the reason why he wasn't there most of the time. Cara couldn't see all the PTSD that he went through from past missions. She didn't know that he was promoted as captain and that he had been working for that almost his whole career. And, (Y/N) would bet that Cara didn't even know what Jake's favorite color was. All Cara cared about was her looks, her hair, clothes, and Marshall. Which in (Y/N)'s mind, should have been Jake. It wasn't though and that made (Y/N) a little frustrated with Cara. She didn't show it though and just carried on with life.

(Y/N) continued to walk down the hallway in thought as a screaming match picked up in the room she was just in.

"YOU'RE SLEEPING WITH HIM CARA! HOW DO YOU NOT EXPECT ME TO BE MAD!", Jake yelled exasperated. Cara was full-on crying now. "JAKE, YOU WEREN'T THERE WHEN I NEEDED YOU!", she cried. "THAT'S BECAUSE YOU SHUT ME OUT AND DIDN'T WANT ME ANYMORE! YOU WENT TO HIM INSTEAD!", Jake yelled back, on the verge of crying now.

The yelling didn't stop for another twenty minutes. Each threw each other under the bus with hurtful words and kept tearing each others hearts apart with those hurtful words. Finally, after a few minutes, both stopped yelling. Silence fell over the room again.

"Tell me this. Did you even love me in the first place? And if you did, when did you fall out of love with me?", Came Jake's voice. Cara was looking out the window now. She just wished that this could be over and that Marshall would come pick her up. She looked down at her phone where a reply from Marshall could be seen. All it said was, "I'm coming right now" in big letters. Silently, she prayed to whatever God there was and turned around to see Jake and answer his question.

"I was in love with you",she started,"But then you started going on more work trips and I met Marshall. He was good to me and still is. He does all the things for me that you used to do before we first got married." This broke Jake's heart. He didn't realize that she thought he was neglecting her. He was just on so many missions for work and ever since he got promoted to Captain that took him away even more. "Well, I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you." He said.

He came over to her and pulled her into a hug. She didn't hug him back at first, but then started to after a few seconds.

They both missed this. Being in each others arms. It hurt too much to think that they neglected each other of this.

Jake pulled away and looked at his wife. Her makeup was smeared and almost washed away, but she was still as beautiful as the day he met her. He smiled at her sadly. "I think I know where this is going", he said quietly. She flashed a sad smile and nodded. Taking a deep breath, she pulled away from him and took off the ring that he gave her when they got married. She handed it to him. "It was a great ride Jake." She said, taking a step back from him,"But I think it's time for us to end it. " Jake looked down at his shoes and nodded his head, not even looking at her.

"Marshall will pick me up in a bit. I'll have my lawyer send the divorce papers over."She said and then she was gone. Leaving Jake alone by himself, in the big office. He had a broken heart and he didn't know how he would be able to fix it.

They were once in love and now that love is broken. How will he ever love again.

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Prologue done and finished. This is in the process of being edited, so it may be a bit different when you go back through it again. Anyways, I'm planning on writing a series about this and hopefully I can post every other week since I'm out of college for summer break at the moment. I hope ya'll enjoyed my chaotic writing.