Can I have one where ur Jack’s little sis (not that young tho) and u were swimming or something with everyone somewhere and u hit ur head or something and they have to carry you out and u get stitches !!
Word Count: 604
Pairing: Jack Gilinsky X Reader
I rolled my eyes as the guys played basketball obnoxiously loud, “what are we gonna do with them Zan?” I asked leaning my face down by the dog, he licked my cheek making me laugh. I watched my brother get the ball from Johnson, only to end falling on his ass, good one.
I smiled, sliding into the pool, instantly feeling cooler since I was no longer having the sun beating down on me. I dipped my head back in the water, making my hair get wet and stay slicked back. “Be careful.” Jack called, making me roll my eyes and my face warm up. “I’m fourteen, I can swim perfectly fine on my own.” I responded, laughing under my breath as he grew annoyed with my response.
I went underneath the water, easily swimming to the other side of the pool, popping up I saw Zan watching me excitedly, crazy dog, but I love him. I continued doing this for a while, enjoying the feeling of the water rushing passed me.
I let out a sigh of content as I popped up out of the water, catching up on my air since I was under for a while. “Zan!” I shrieked as he jumped in, practically landing on top of me, making me move to the side, resulting in me smacking the side of my head on the pool edge.
I gripped the edge of the pool as I felt light headed for a moment, “Jesus, Y/N!” Jack practically jumped in the pool, along with Hayes who was getting Zan out of the way. “Are you okay?” Jack asked, grabbing my arms as I let go of the pool edge, I gripped onto him and winced. “Shit, you’re bleeding.” He mumbled and I widened my eyes, trying to reach up to touch my head. “No.” He pulled my hand back down, gently tugging me along with him to get out of the pool.
“I can get out on my own.” I pulled myself out of his grip, trying to walk up the steps but I almost fell over, Johnson grabbed my arms, steadying me as I got out of the water. Aside from my brother, he was the one I trusted the most here. “It doesn’t look too bad.” Johnson mumbled, trying to make me feel better as Sammy put a towel over my shoulders. “Ha-ha.” I remarked to the blonde who was still holding onto me as Jack dried himself off quickly.
“Come on.” Jack mumbled, lifting me up as we went to the car, “am I going to need stitches?” I asked nervously, surprised I haven’t cried yet, considering my head hurt like a mother effer. “Probably.” He answered honestly, tightening his hold on me when I wrapped my arms around his neck tighter. “I’m scared.” I admitted quietly, so no one else would hear.
“It’s gonna be fine.” He assured me, setting me down so I could get in the car.
I squeezed the hell out of Jack’s hand every time the doctor started putting in another stitch, “almost done.” The nurse smiled, and I just stayed still, obviously not being able to move my head. I widened my eyes at Jack as they started putting in the last one, he mimicked my face, trying to entertain me, but it didn’t work very well.
“Told you it would be fine.” Jack smiled, and for once I didn’t mind him babying me, it was the closest thing to comfort I was gonna get right now. I sighed as he kissed my forehead quickly, “you scared me so god damn bad.”
“I’m sorry miss but you can’t bring your dog in here,” the employee at the store that you needed to shop at told you.
“But she’s my service dog! You have to let her in!” you protested, feeling as though you might cry.
The grumpy looking employee just shook their head and stood their ground.
“I don’t care. You need to take your dog and leave.”
The employee walked away, yourself just standing there, your eyes welling up with tears. You looked down at your dog Lily, seeing her looking at you worriedly. Just in the way that dogs can. It was sweet.
A classmate of yours, Lafayette, walked up to you when he noticed that you were just standing there.
“Y/N? Are you okay mon ami?” he asked concerned.
You shook your head, a few tears falling down your face. Your service dog nudged your leg with her head, knowing that you were stressed out and tried to comfort you.
“What’s happened?” Lafayette asked, making you face him. You hiccuped.
He wiped the tears off of your face and helped you over to a bench.
“Do you want to talk about it?” he asked you again, wrapping an arm around your shoulders.
You took several deep breaths before calming down enough to tell him what had just happened.
“They won’t let me go into the store and get my stuff with my service dog. But I can’t leave her out here! She has to stay with me.” An angry look passed on Lafayette’s face before he calmed himself down.
“Isn’t that illegal? I mean, I may still be new to America but I don’t think that they should be able to do that.”
You shrugged, looking down at your dog who was staring back at you.
“I don’t know. I just want to get my stuff and go home. But now I have to go all the way across town,” you mumbled.
“I’ll get whatever you need. You can sit here with your dog and enjoy the nice weather while I go get whatever you need!” Lafayette suggested.
“Oh no, I can’t ask you to do that,” you told him, starting to get up. He forced you to sit back down.
“Nonsense! Please, let me do this for you,” he replied, giving you the puppy eyes.
You groaned. He wouldn’t let you go would he.
“Alright fine. Here’s my list. I’ll pay you back when I see you at school.”
He jumped up and gave you a kiss on the forehead.
“I’ll be right back!”
You looked down at your dog. She looked back at you, then stood up and licked you on the face.
“You’re so cute Lily,” you told her, petting her on the head. You looked towards the doors of the store that Lafayette just entered.
These moves together will help build upper body strength and strong shoulders.
While in upward facing dog make sure your weight is distributed evenly on your hands and your shoulders are rolled back and down. While in downward facing dog push your chest towards your legs, root your heels to the ground and arch your back slightly. Don’t forget to breathe deep. Namaste🙏
It was the middle of the night, Tom was just back from a fight and completely bruised. His lip was bleeding, his knuckles were bruised and there was a blue mark on his right eye. But the man didn’t care. He was used to it and knew that it would be gone soon. So there he was, sitting on a bench and drinking a coffee. Sure, he could go home but why would he? There was nothing he wanted there. He was looking at the night sky when he was suddenly distracted by a wet snout against his arm. “Huh?” He blinked down, facing a dog in front of him. “Oh who are you? Where is your owner?”