Just a short little one-shot about Jack comforting Kim, because I love those! Hope you enjoy!
Kim tried to wipe away her tears, but it was no use. They just kept coming.
She couldn't believe how emotional she was being about this. It seemed so stupid, to be upset over nothing.
When did she become this insecure girl who cared so much about how she looked?
She wasn't sure, but she figured it started when Donna and her cronies began harassing her, which was…when? When she joined Wasabi? Or when she got kicked off the Pep Squad?
It didn't matter. They bothered her almost everyday now, and it had gotten even worse since she had given them a piece of her mind last week.
She had tried to throw everything into her words, and even more into her punches and kicks. Donna did not enjoy having to wear bandages over her nose for several days.
Kim thought about Donna's cruel words as she sat against the lockers in the dojo.
You know, everyone knows you like Jack. And everyone knows that he won't ever like you back. You're ugly, and a dumb blond, and honestly, your kind of a slut.
The guys were there, stretching and getting ready to spar. They didn't notice her. Even Jack, who usually watched Kim's every move, was too busy talking to Jerry about a new Mexican restaurant.
Rudy, who approached Kim cautiously, said, "Kim, um, you okay?"
Her head snapped up. "What? Oh, yeah. Of course. Just allergies and stuff."
She wiped her eyes hastily and stood up.
Rudy nodded slowly and headed towards the guys. He pulled Jack to the side.
"Jack, can you go talk to Kim? Something's up with her."
Jack creased his eyebrows, concerned, and walked over to Kim.
"Hey," He said. Kim sat down on the bench and he sat next to her.
She put on a fake smile. "Hey, Jack. What's up?"
"Nothing. Just wanted to know if you were…okay."
She crossed her arms over her chest. "Why wouldn't I be?"
He shook his head. "Never mind. It's just…Rudy thought something was wrong."
Kim averted her gaze to the ground. "Jack, let me ask you something. Do you think that I'm ugly? Or a dumb blond? Or…that I'm a slut?"
Jack couldn't believe what he was hearing. "What? No! Of course not! Why would you think- Wait, is that what this is about? Because, Kim, you know that's not true. You're beautiful, and smart, and definitely not a slut. Alright? Don't believe that garbage."
Kim looked at him gratefully, and she couldn't believe she was dumb enough to believe that stuff Donna was telling her. They were just trying to push her buttons, see what ticked her off.
She smiled. "Thanks, Jack."
He flashed a grin as well. "No problem. Hey, after practice, wanna go grab a milkshake?"
Kim bit her lip. "Sounds great."