"it's okay to be gentle, ya know?" (jerome valeska)

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a/n: hey guys! i've returned with another story that makes you and i both wanna drill nails into our ears but um...yeah uh...here's another story. AND that photo? yummy. this is gonna be soft so yeah. bye

i lied on my stomach, head turned facing the right side of the bed, admiring the sleeping ginger next to me on his back. he was so intense and chaotic all the time it seemed unjust to see him so calm, quiet, and still. his eyes were closed and his right arm was behind his head whilst his left draped over his bare stomach. he had a small content smile on his mouth. possibly because he's always smiling as it's just a default facial expression or because he got lucky last night. anyways, he shifted his body towards me so now he was in the same position as me. we were looking straight into each other's eyes, well, he was still asleep so i was just looking at his closed lids. his copper colored eyelashes layed so nicely on his under eyes. i took my right hand and placed it on his cheek and lightly rubbed it with the pad of my thumb. his smile had grown wider and leaned into my touch, he wrapped his left arm around my waist and closed the gap between our bodies.

"good morning." he whispered with a soft smile. i intertwined my hands in his auburn hair and nuzzled into his chest.

"good morning." i said softly.

he moved his hands across my bare back massaging me comfortably and making my smile grow wider. he must've felt it on his shoulder because he giggled a little bit. and not his usual maniacal giggle. it was happy, and joyful. loving, almost.

i started to whisper sweet nothings into his ear while he started to relax more into my touch. he was such a loving human. he was just simply a victim of circumstance. everything that happened to him was awful and unfair. just the thought of his situation makes my blood boil. but i quickly push those thoughts away because i'm not gonna let jerome's past once again ruin a nice moment for him. "you're so gentle." i whisper to him.

he giggled in amusement. i get it. jerome valeska? gentle? crazy, i know. but he is. he just hasn't been able to show it. ever. "that's an odd statement dontcha think?" he said to me in a sweet tone.

"maybe." i say with a grin. he gently grabs my face and places a soft and sweet kiss on my lips. i smile into the kiss and embrace his sweet gesture. this is the most vulnerable i've seen him. "it's okay to be gentle, ya know?" i say to him, looking into his blue and green ocean eyes.

his demeanor changes and he looks me in the eyes, "i'm aware, it's just i've never had an opportunity to show that kind of emotion to anyone." he said sadly. i hate this for him. he deserves the world. he was fucked over in every way possible, besides his gorgeous looks and amazing personality.

i cup his face and smile sadly to him. "i hate that you haven't felt loved before, jerome." his smiled faded and he just looked at me dumbfounded.

"loved?" he said with an uncomfortable chuckle. "you're not going soft on me now, are ya?" he said with another chuckle.

shit. i messed up. he doesn't want that, or at least doesn't want to hear it. "no. it's just that i wanted to show you something you've been robbed of for far too long." i said with an explanatory tone along with an almost stutter.

"that's fine. but really, i don't need love." he said matter of fact. that's lowkey the stupidest fucking answer i've ever heard him say, ever. i looked away from him for a moment and he noticed that probably wasn't the best statement to say right now. "i don't mind receiving it though." he said quietly. "just know, i don't know how to give it back. i'm not used to this kind of attention. just screaming and hitting." he said almost calmly.

"that's fine with me." i said with a smile. "you'll learn. eventually." i say with a laugh. he smiles back and wraps his arm around me and kisses my forehead. this is good. this is amazing, actually. i'll never forget this moment ever. no matter what happens between us, jerome will always remember this feeling.

a/n: um. i think that's the best thing i've ever wrote even though it sucks ass. anyways....hope you enjoyed i guess.
-deanna <3

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