I loved your mask imagine! Can you do a soldier 76 x reader where they have an age gap and sometimes he gets insecure but the reader actually doesn’t have a problem with it? She’s affectionate and in her 20s . Thank you!

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Aww, thank you so much! Enjoy!

On dates, Jack worried he looked more like your uncle.

Or worse, a sugar daddy.

You seemed so oblivious to the the people watching you guys hold hands as you walk through the park. A lemonade in your free hand and a huge smile on your face.

“It’s so hot!” You say, but still smiling. “Thanks for the drink. Try some!” You say, holding up the lemonade.

Jack was flustered, eyes darting around to the people around you guys. Most of them were minding their business, you were of age. Who cares? Some looked, but didn’t seem to be judging. But to Jack, he thought they were disgusted of him.

“Ah- Thanks.” He says casually, accepting the drink. He lets go of your hand, part of it to hold the drink and the other to prevent more stares.

You don’t seem to notice, nor did you care. You fix your sun hat, and grin up at Jack. He was perfect. Sweet and patient. But something did seem… off.

“Come on!” You say, tugging at the man’s hand. He gets flustered, but follows.

“Slow down, Y/N.” He says, and you barely listen. You get to a shaded area, a metal bench planted right under it.

You take a seat, and take the lemonade back. Pressing the cold condensation off the drink to your cheeks. “Ah. Feels so good.” You look up at Jack.

“What’s up? You seem antsy.” You say, poking his cheek. He rolls his eyes.

“I’m fine, Y/N… don’t talk so loud. You’re drawing attention.”

Attention.

So that’s it.

“You’re worried cause you’re older than me, huh?” You say, you’re not bothered that he’s worried. He doesn’t deny. So you nod. And shrug.

“Jack, who cares? I’m of age. I’m not even that young.” You point out, facing him now. “Now, hold my hand and kiss me.” You laugh, which makes him laugh. He can’t deny how cute you are. Hell, your confidence and caring attitude is why he loved you.

He does reach for your hand, giving it a squeeze and leans in, kissing you softly. This time, not so worried about people who may be looking.