This is probably gonna be ass so sorry in advance

TW for violence, slight blood and knife play (?)

Y/N had been following Jack around for almost an hour, they were trying desperately to get his attention. They had baked a sweet blackberry pie and wanted Horner to try it. Meanwhile, Jack was busy checking stock, ensuring everything was in it's correct place. Every time he stopped Y/N quickly scurried next to him, muttering beneath their breath in a sorry excuse to get his attention.
Jack let out an exasperated sigh as he stepped back and then around Y/N, he had yet to even look in their general direction. Most people would have given up by this point but Y/N was determined to get Jack's attention no matter how long it took. They followed quietly behind, their little legs being no way near as fast as Jack's to move. Upon stopping at the next shelf Jack started tapping his pen against his clipboard. Y/N stopped next to him, thinking before speaking, struggling to find words for a moment.

"You're very persistent." Jack sighed.

The sound of his voice made Y/N jump slightly. This was the first time he had even acknowledged their existence. They opened their mouth but no words came out. Processing they slapped their lips together, looking up at the largely taller man. Jack's eyes scrolled across the shelf in front of him.

"I'm as persistent as my pie is good." Y/N muttered.

Jack flinched slightly then slowly turned his head to look at Y/N, his bright eyes stared into them. He turned his body to face the smaller figure, his face expressionless before a small smile appeared on his lips.

"Cocky too, are you?" Jack chuckled.

Jack's eyes slowly looked down at the pie Y/N was holding. He let out a small laugh before his smile grew wider. He noticed Y/N's hands shaking slightly then finally looked them directly in the eyes. He took a step forwards, making Y/N instinctively take one backwards.
Without warning, Jack bent down and gripped Y/N's face. His hand covered the entirety of their face. He let out a low laugh, tightening his grip enough to cause a tinge of pain. Jack tilted his head, noticing Y/N was still holding the pie, his smile faded.

"Most people would have given up or dropped their goods by now." Jack grumbled.

Jack slowly moved his hand to wrap around Y/N's neck. He watched as their face grew flustered, their lips separated but only coherent muttering came out. Suddenly, Jack lifted Y/N from the ground, moving forward and slamming them against the shelving. The shelves shook and several jars fell and shattered on the floor. Moving his face closer, Jack looked Y/N up and down, their smaller body was easily controlled by him.
Shaking slightly, all Y/N could do was stare at Jack. Their grip was tighter then ever on their pie. They could feel Jack's warm breath on their face. In that moment they felt a mixture of flusterment, fear and embarrassment. Jack had killed people for simply looking at him wrong in the past and Y/N had flown too close to the sun.
Tilting his head, Jack moved further away while his grip on Y/N's neck tightened. He threw his clipboard which hit a bottle, smashing it. His other hand then moved to his own face as he groaned slightly in frustration.

"You're not making this easy I hope you know that. Just give up!" Jack growled slightly, his eyebrows furrowed.

Y/N quickly shock their head, still quietly staring at the taller figure. Jack sighed and moved Y/N slightly closer to himself before slamming them harshly against the shelfing again. Their entire body jolted as a jar hit their back. Further shattering could be heard.

"You're stronger then I thought you'd be." Y/N mumbled as their face somehow managed to grow more flustered.

Jack scoffed slightly before letting out a heavy laugh. He watched as a dribble of blood rolled down Y/N's face from their nose. A hand reached into his pocket to pull out a blade which he placed flush against Y/N's cheek. He gently dragged the knife down watching the blood drip. Jack then moved the knife away and inched closer to Y/N making them go redder.
Y/N's breathing hitched as Jack licked the blood on their face. He then moved away, staring them in the eyes. Jack smiled then let go of Y/N making them fall to the ground with a thud. Sighing, Jack held out his hand and rolled his eyes.

"Come on then, let me try it. Just know if it's bad you're dead meat." Jack hissed.

Y/N fumbled to stand up, they handed jack the pie and waited patiently. Jack stared at the pie for a moment before putting a thumb into it. He pulled out his thumb and put it into his mouth. He then stared at Y/N as he bent down to wipe his thumb on their shirt.

"It needs a pinch of salt." Jack started as he stood back up straight "But, it will do."

Jack then spun around and started walking away. Y/N watched as he strode off, stopping only once he reached a nearby door. He turned his head to look at Y/N who was nervously shuffling.

"Clean up this mess and maybe I'll consider teaching you a thing or two." Jack chuckled.

"Yes Mr Horner sir." Y/N mumbled.

Jack left without another word. Y/N immediately started picking up all of the broken bottles. They were surprisingly quick to clean the mess, even mopping and wiping the shelves. Y/N then finally picked up the clipboard that had been thrown, it looked normal for the most part. However near the bottom of the paper in large writing were the words If you grew a spine maybe I would have acknowledged you sooner, moron.

Y/N's face grew a slight blush again. They shook their head then scurried out of the room, placing the clipboard on a nearby counter then leaving to get on with their day.