indefinite love (jean x fem!reader)

twenty one

"That sounds like you want me to stay here." I smirked, as I still I had my clothes wrapped around my body. I turned to face away from him, beginning to put my clothes on.

"Just maybe." he laughed whilst he closed his drawers.
"You wanna go, uh, out here?" he said hastily, as he parted his hair and stepped closely to the door.

I pulled the loose shirt over my head, as it hung around my neck.
"Lemme just, you know, get my clothes on." I cocked with a smile, then pulling it down the rest of my torso.
"Oh yeah, right," he laughed, awkwardly swinging back and forth with his hands deep in his pockets.

I pulled my hair put from underneath, and walked beside him to the living room. Sitting in there was yet again, Connie and Sasha, eating a bunch of junk food while watching a movie.

"Aha! There they are!" Sasha turned quickly towards us, chocolate smeared on the sides of her face.

I chuckled, my hand sliding against the railing as I tumbled down the stairs.
"Legs okay? Jean fuck too hard?" Connie laughed from a far, watching you struggle as you took each step down.

"Ha ha, very fucking funny," Jean said,
"but what can I say, I'm good at this shit."

Connie raised his eyebrow, thinking Jean was lying, which you definitely know wasn't true.
"Sure."

"And how would you know, Connie?"

"I know some people."

"Some people I've fucked? No you don't."

"How do you know? I could be in contact with all the girls you've given an STD."

"CONNIE ENOUGH."

I made it into the kitchen, looking behind Jean with a "Seriously?" look planted on my face.
"I swear I don't have any STD's, he just wants you to himself don't worry." he said with a smile as he patted my back and leaned in for a kiss.

I pulled away and pressed my back against the counter, leaning as far away from him as I could.

"What? You don't believe me?" Jean said, his face clearly showing he was offended by what I did.
We both began to laugh, then placing my hand around his neck as I pulled him into kiss me.

He then pulled away, and turned around to grab a fruit. As he did, I felt my pants vibrate, from my phone on the left side. I pull it out from the waistband and saw a message from my mom. It read;

Hospital, please.

I immediately shut my phone off, and ran towards the door before Jean could even turn around.
"Woah, [Y/N], where are you going?" Jean asked, tossing and apple in his hand and approaching me

"I uh, just got to go." I replied, sliding my shoes on.
"Lemme take you wherever you need to go."

"To the hospital?"

"Oh shit. Yeah, of course."

"Everything good?" Sasha yelled back, while her and Connie leaned over the back of the couch, hearing your conversation.

I gave them a thumbs up, and pulled the door wide open.
"Okay, yes, I am driving you then."

-

I sat impatiently in the car while Jean drove fast, still not fully dressed but willing to take me anyway.

"This one?" he asked, pulling right into the parking lot.
I nodded, unbuckling my seatbelt and taking my seatbelt off as soon as he stops the car.

"You can stay here if you want." I said, opening the door fast.
"No, you're not going alone." he said, following me into the hospital, as little tiny drops of rain could be felt.