Jina (Fluff/Smut/Angst) Prompts/One-Shots

Gina slowly sank into the warm, fragrant water, with the flickering candlelight casting an ethereal glow around the bathroom in the background. She signed contentedly as Jack stepped into the tub beside her, the water lapping gently against their bodies. Slowly, the day's stresses slipped away as they settled into the luxurious embrace.

"So, how was your day?" Gina asked, her voice soft and melodic.

Jack leaned back against the side of the tub, his emerald green eyes locking with Gina's chocolate brown ones.

"Long as always." he replied, a fond smile tugging at his lips. "But knowing that I'd be relaxing like this with you makes it all worth it."

Gina playfully splashed water at him, her laughter ringing in the air. "Smooth talker, huh? You better watch out, or I might start thinking you're after something."

Jack chuckled, his hand reaching out to gently stroke a lock of Gina's curly brunette hair with his fingertips.

"Oh. I've already got everything I could ever want." he said, sincerely lacing his voice.

Their eyes held a silent conversation, each knowing the depth of their feelings for the other. They had been through so much together, supporting each other's dreams and celebrating each other's victories. Their love was a dance, a graceful duet that wove their very two lives together.

Gina's fingertips traced circle patterns on the silky surface of the water, her thoughts drifting off to her day at the theater.

"You should have seen the performance today." she said, her voice filled with enthusiasm. "The dancers were magnificent, so full of passion and energy. It made me feel so alive."

Jack listened intently, captivated by the way Gina's voice lit up when she spoke about her deep passion and love for musical theater.

"I wish I could have been there." he murmured, his fingertips gently caressing her arm. "But I had to be up in the air, guiding that metal bird."

Gina smiled, leaning in closer towards Jack, with only a mere couple of inches separating them both from one another. "I know," she whispered, "and I'm so proud of you, Jack. You're actually living your dream, flying through the skies."

As the water cooled and the steam began to dissipate, their conversation shifted to simple pleasantries, stolen kisses, and gentle touches. Their playful banter faded into soft murmurs of love and admiration.

Wrapped up in each other's arms, they shared their hopes and dreams, basking in the warmth of the water and the scent of romance. In that moment, they knew that despite the trials and tribulations that life would inevitably bring, their love would always be their sanctuary.

And so, as the water drained from the tub, leaving them with nothing but their bare skin against each other, Gina and Jack understood that their love was a refuge which would carry them through all the seasons of their lives forever intertwined.

THE END