Modern! Jacob x Reader
For AssassinOrTemplar ~!
As a sort of thanks, you know?
Spoiler: does start out kinda sad, but I have writers block
Enjoy~!!
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Jacob sighed softly and plopped down on the couch, drenched in water from the rain. He had a failed mission, and he was pissed about it since it was a man who the assassin's were searching for for months. The barking of your two dogs didn't help his headache, and the thunder and rain didn't help relax him like it normally did. He removed his shoes and socks, laying down on the couch and staring at the ceiling. "God dammit get off work already.." He grumbled, checking the time. He needed you. He missed your voice, your comforting warmth that melted his problems away. You've been so busy lately he barely got to saw you. He went to bed worrying about you, and he would feel you next to him as he slept but when he woke up the next morning, your warmth was gone and in its place was always a little note saying 'good morning' or 'have a good day~!' With a few muffins on a plate and milk. He was getting tired of it. He felt abandoned, the yearn for your attention increasing every day.

The door suddenly opened and you scurried in, Jacob desperately hoping you'd notice him, but unfortunately you didn't until he cleared his throat, your (e/c) orbs trailing to his form, failing to take notice of his current state. "Hello Jacob dear, you're drenched, did you not take an umbrella like I told you?" You murmur, rummaging through the mail. "Funny..your note never said anything about an umbrella.." He grumbled, making you only hum in response. "I'm sorry dear, I'll remind you next time. Do you think you can do me a favor and go let Fable and Honey out real quick? I have to get back to work." You say, walking over and kissing his cheek, about to turn away until he grabs your wrist. "Oi, what's the big idea, (Y/N)? Why are they making you work overtime?" He asked, and your answer broke his heart. "Oh, they aren't, I volunteered too."
His grip on your hand loosened and the irritated look on his face quickly melted to one of a sad, kicked puppy left outside. "Why are you volunteering..?" He asked, desperately trying to hide his upset tone, and sadly enough, you didn't notice his tone or look, too busy on the mail. "I don't know, I just need something to do." You answer simply, pecking his cheek again for disappearing out of the house and into the rain once again.

~a few days later~

Jacob sat alone at the dinner table, staring at his untouched food. Mostly at yours. You had said that you were able to come home early this time, but that was two hours ago. The poor Brit was on the verge of tears as he stood, deciding to just leave the meal out as he wrote on a sticky note 'went to bed, enjoy dinner.' And walked upstairs. You walked inside at least an hour later, sighing softly. Your boss was finally giving you a week ling break that you worked hard for. "Jacob I'm home!" You called. No answer. You look around the surprisingly neat home, and poked your head into the kitchen, looking around before your eyes landed on the table, seeing the bright colored note. You walked over and picked it up, covering your mouth. He did all of this for you, and you let him down. You could even see the faint tear drop that had fallen onto the note. Dammit..what kind of girlfriend am I?! You curse yourself out and sigh, throwing away the spoiled food, walking upstairs and poking your head in, seeing Jacob asleep in bed, gripping a pillow tightly. After all, you were never there when he needed you, and you now began to regret it, looking back at the countless times you had overlooked his pain. You walk in slowly, walking over to him, pain shooting through your heart when seeing the faint lines his tears left behind on his cheeks. "Oh Jacob.." You whisper, squeezing his shoulder a bit before walking to the closet, stripping from your clothes and pulling on a pair of shorts and one of his shirts, removing the pillow and letting your body take its place. Things are about to change.

~next day~

Jacob grumbled softly as he began to wake up, wiping his lips. He expected another note and muffins, and another boring and heartbreaking day without you, but what he got surprised him: a face full of your breasts. "M-Mmph..?" He looked up, blinking rapidly. He saw you sleeping peacefully. Next to him. This can't be right, this is a dream. A terrible dream that was sent to torture him. "(Y-Y/N)..?" He asked, voice muffled, and you stirred a bit, opening your (e/c) eyes, smiling down at him lovingly. "Good morning, J..~" You coo, petting his head. He smiled sadly. "When am I going to wake up?" He asked, shocking you, which only made you feel guilty. "What do you mean? You aren't dreaming." You say softly, but he only shakes his head. "I'm either dreaming or dead..(Y/N) is never with me in the morning..I never see her..this is just a dream, and I'll wake up to a pillow, a note, muffins, and a glass of milk like I do every day.."

Oh Jacob.. Your eyes tear up and you crush his face into your chest, rubbing your eyes. "My love..Jacob I am so sorry..I made you feel unloved to the point you got used to never seeing me..it was wrong of me to do what I did, to leave you in the dark..I promise from now on, you'll wake up and go to sleep with me, and I'll be here by your side. We'll eat every meal together and we'll spend all day together..I promise..no more notes..no more lies..no more overtime.." You whisper to him, making him relax a bit after finally realizing it wasn't a dream. "Then..what're we going to do today..?" He asked softly, hope sparkling in his eyes, making you smile.

"Anything you want, Jacob dear. Anything you want..~"

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Not really my best work, but I did do my best. I made this for you S because you're making me one-definitely a better one that all mine combined-and how you helped me through my toughest moment a few days ago, and I will be forever grateful..I promise that as soon as my writers block goes away, I will make an even better one~!!
I'm still sorry it's bad haha

~Kam