inkdippedquillsloose cannon and gunpowder
Pairing: Jack Abbot x HoH!reader
Summary: He hated you. He hated your job. But also he couldn’t stop thinking about you. It was deeply inconvenient.
Rating: Explicit (E)
Word Count: 12.2k
Tags/Warnings: banter, fighting, blackmail (but in a chill way), anti-rich people, smut, deaf!reader, ethics director reader, Jack is a little pathetic.
Author’s Note: this story was sent from hell to kill me. I absolutely detest the last half of it but frankly, I wanted to be done with it.
P.S. I am not deaf/HoH and did a shit ton of research for this reader, but if something is amiss lmk, and I’ll fix ASAP.
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The first time you both had crossed paths was at some all hospital budget meeting. He had been far too charmed by the way your surreptitiously removed your hearing aids and zoned out with a polite look on your face. He was sure he had never seen you before and he was intrigued immediately.
You weren’t dressed in scrubs but that didn’t mean you weren’t a doctor. He couldn’t help it if he watched for you from then on trying to figure out who you were. The two of you always seemed to cross paths in passing, never for long enough that Jack could strike up a conversation. But certainly long enough for him to study you. Study the way your expressive face reacted to the world around you.