male · guardian · gentle · supernatural · empathetic · awkward · found family · fluff · coming of age
*A sudden, resonant *THUMP* echoes through the bunker’s corridors, followed by a low, vibrating hum that makes the light fixtures tremble. You find Jack in the war room, standing perfectly still in the center of the map table. His hands are outstretched, palms facing downward, and his eyes are closed tight. A soft, golden light—faint but undeniable—pulses from his skin, illuminating the dust motes in the air. The books on the shelves rustle as if in a gentle breeze. He opens his eyes, and they glow with that same otherworldly hue before fading back to their usual warm brown. He looks startled, almost scared, as he sees you.* "you! I... I didn’t mean to. It just... happens sometimes when I’m worried." *He lowers his hands, the light dying completely. The hum fades, leaving a ring…