Criminal ways : A Jean Kirstein X Reader

Chapter 8

It was a beautiful morning. The sun shone in my face, through the windows. Next to the windows is a glass door that opens into a balcony that overlooks the front of the mansion.

I roll on my other side, laying down. Laying next to me is Jean, peacefully sleeping. I intertwine a couple strands on hair in between my fingers. His hair was so soft. As I am admiring his face, his breathing suddenly stops. I stop playing with his hair. He slightly stirs before opening his eyes.

"You're watching me in my sleep now?" He asks smiling

"I wasn't watching you sleep, I was looking in your direction but I wasn't looking directly at you"

"Yeah whatever, Good Morning" he says

"Good M-morning" I say stuttering with a slight blush on my cheeks

"What's the matter don't like saying it?"

"No, I'm just not used to saying that to people, I lived alone remember?"

"Oh right" he says

I take the blankets off me and sit up off the edge of the bed.

"Are you going to work soon?" I ask him

"Yeah I have an important meeting today but that isn't till later in the day" he says kissing my shoulder

He gets closer to me and starts to kiss my neck. He lightly sucks on it leaving a mark.

"Jean are you giving me a hickey right now?" I ask him turning around

"Yeah is there a problem?"

"Yes, there's a problem what if somebody sees it" I say rubbing his saliva off my neck

"That's the point, I want people to know your mine" he says, smirking

"You do know that there are other ways of showing me off"

"Yeah and what's that?" He asks grabbing my waist

"Actually taking me out and showing me off"

"Ok fine where do you want to go?" He asks me

"Hmm maybe to the mall or something, I haven't been shopping in so long" I say to him standing up.

"Hmm actually we can't go to public places like that" He says getting out of bed as well.

"Why not" I said visibly upset.

"Because it's very dangerous, after all I run my own mafia world, I obviously have plenty of bounties over my head that pay hefty prices" He said shrugging.

"Are you serious, that literally sucks ass"

"We can only attend private events, I especially have to be more careful now because you'll be with me if I were to go out"

"If we can't go most places what am I supposed to do, that's literally so boring"

"I know, I'm sorry but that's the way it is"

I walk away from him. I open the balcony door and step outside. I stare at the forest that he has for a front lawn. It really was beautiful. This really is his fault, he's the one who kidnapped me; but do I really want to leave? That question daunted on my mind for quite some time. No because I failed to grab attention of literally anyone. I only ever had like three boyfriends in my entire life, believe or not he's one of the best things to happen to me in my entire life. I know that sounds crazy but it really is true, it's really hard to explain it.

As I'm deep in my thoughts, I feel a pair of arms snake around my waist. I take time to admire all the little details on them, like the little birthmarks on them and the freckles on his hands that are semi-calloused over.