Haly's Circus ~ Jerome x reader

14: The Maniax

There is a loud knock on the door. Jesus, I think. I've only just woken up and Jerome is still sleeping next to me. Who could be that early? Theo isn't going to pick us up that early, is he? Jerome wakes up too. "Are you expecting someone?" I softly say in his ear.
"No actually not." He rubs his eyes and stands up anyway. He walks to the door in his boxers.

I don't hear it right away, but then a small, sturdy man with a huge head of hair comes running in. I quickly put the blanket over me. I'm half-naked in bed here! What does he think?
"Hey stay standing!" Jerome opens the door wide and tries to push 'it' out. "Jerome, what is this?" The man approaches me. "Wow, what a nice girl you are," he says in a scary voice. My hand forms a fist, my nails press into my palm. Who does he think he is?
"She looks delicious, Jerome."

Soon enough, Jerome stands in front of him and pushes him to the ground with tremendous force. "Get out of here, Greenwood. She's mine." And he spits on Greenwood's face. From the bed it looked funny, that little one is nothing compared to my strong Jerome. Greenwood runs out of the room even faster than he came in. Good enough, I guess.

"She's mine," I repeat Jerome trying to sound just like him, which is impossible by the way. He smiles. "Yes! You're mine." I laugh at him as he bites his lip. It doesn't matter what he does, even if he does anything really stupid I don't even care. I just love him so much. "Come here. Let's share the blanket shall we?" I say and open the blanket so he can take place.

I lay my hand on his face as he lays next to me. His hair is so fluffy in the morning. I can't keep myself from touching it.
"I'll always be here for you, J. You know that right?" He closes his eyes.
"And I will always be here to protect you."
I close my eyes too. Now that the door is locked, no one can come in anymore.
He places his hand on my waist and rubs it softly. He's so comfy with me, I love it!

~

Was it all a dream? No, no it wasn't. I woke up a few hours later after it all happened, in the same room, still with Jerome's hair itching on my face. And his breath too. Opened my eyes and then I started rubbing his back a bit and gave his forehead multiple kisses. Not that I wanted to wake him, I just felt like doing that.

How could I have never thought about this type of stuff when I was younger? Like back then a boyfriend was the last thing I would be thinking about. And now it's everything I think about. All-day, and all night. Suddenly Jerome opens his eyes, and gives me 'the look.' Jerome is the first person to look at me this way. Not like others do, who look at all the things you're doing wrong and the things that make me feel insecure about myself. Jerome sees right through it. Or maybe he doesn't see it at all.

"Hey, sleepyhead."
"Hello!" He says once he yawned.
"Your bedhead is very cute."
"So is yours." He kisses me. I can feel my blood pressure rise.
"What do you think we'll have to do today?" I ask him. I'm kind of curious what Theo meant with those 'cases,' because they seem to be important to him.
"I have no idea, but there's just one way to find out!" He jumps out of bed and grabs both of my hands, helping me get out of bed too. I'm not the morning type of person, but there are exceptions.

"Okay, yesterday we were in Barbara's room, to find some fitting clothing. So we'll have to do that later too," He starts. "But first... Take this." He gives me a red robe, which I put on over my pajama.
"Thanks! Now I can be walking through the hallway without getting-" Jerome rests a finger on my lips. He shushes me.
"I know it, they're assholes in here. Probably one rotten brain cell is everything they got."

He causes me to giggle. He is so funny! "Damn right you are J," I say a bit louder than I wanted to. We walk together, hand-in-hand, through the hallway.

As we come by the kitchen, I see my mom sitting on Tabitha's lab. What? It looks like they were just kissing. Am I going crazy or is this what's been going on between them? They don't see us yet, and just as I thought they kissed. I know that my mother likes boys and girls, but Tabitha? I don't know about this...
"Wow," Jerome says, to get their attention that we're standing here.
"Jerome?!" I slap his arm.
"Oh yeah, right. I wasn't staring ladies. I'm just..." There existed a painful silence.
"We were just coming down here for breakfast." My mother sits down on her chair as Theo walks into the kitchen, with the others walking behind him.