The Boring Life of High Society {Jacob Frye x Reader}

Chapter 5

      The walk with Jacob was surprisingly very enjoyable compared to her outing with Starrick and despite her harassment earlier before he saved her. The man made her laugh as he had a witty sense of humor and made her flustered from time to time with his charm. (Y/n) genuinely enjoyed his company despite this being the second time that they have met as she found herself occasionally leaning against him while trying to calm down her laughter and giggles. "I remember this one time when my sister, before she became a boring booksmart teacher's pet, and I were little we would prank each other and cause so much trouble and being the mischievous brats we were, we would roll down the halls on top of these food carts down the halls while our gran chased us." He said with a laugh and (Y/n) sputtered at the thought of a young and rascal Jacob and his sister, who she hasn't met, on top of food carts and zooming down the halls while an older woman chased after them.

      "Your poor grandmother!" She said with giggles as Jacob snickered with a grin.

      "Don't 'your poor grandmother' me! The old crow was a runner that one! She had no right to have that extra pep in her step at her age." He joked with a grin which earned him a scolding but yet playful slap to his arm that she had her arm linked with.

      "Oh stop that, Mr. Frye. If she were to hear you now then you'll be sorry." She while trying to contain her giggles as Jacob laughed softly.

      "I jest I jest." He said, "I would never disgrace her like that. Our gran, bless her soul, is the reason why my sister and I are the way we are today." He hummed with a smile, "If it weren't for her, I'd probably be hanging at the gallows a long time ago." Jacob let out a content sigh, "Anyway, back to the matter at hand," He looked down at her as they walked, "What were you doing in Whitechapel? I'm sure a smart girl such as yourself would have known that part of London is the most dangerous borough to go alone." (Y/n) frowned as she looked ahead.

      "I don't know," She muttered, "My parents very strictly forbade me from going there by myself unless I had someone there with me." She sighed, "I guess I was just curious and went to check it out, wanting to prove that I could handle myself perfectly." A soft and sad chuckle left her lips, "And apparently I can't because you managed to save me twice, which I'm eternally grateful for."

      Jacob pursed his lips a bit as he looked ahead, "Well, I can see where your parents are coming from," He said and she scoffed, "I mean, Whitechapel is filled with the poor and beggars. People who are in need of some riches to help them get by. Most who are so desperate that they will do anything in order to get at least a shilling. And not to be rude or anything, Miss (L/n)," He looked down at her and she frowned, knowing what he will say next, "When a young girl such as yourself, who is from the higher tier of society and left out all vulnerable with no one to defend you, you are bound to be an easy target." He said as she groaned.

      "By god you sound like my father." She said as Jacob chuckled.

      "But you know that I'm right." He said as she pouted.

      "I guess..." She grumbled, making him smile softly.

      "Your parents had a reason to forbid you from going anywhere dangerous without someone there to protect you. That just comes to show how much they care," He said as she scoffed and looked to the side.

      "If you call giving your own child away to another man in marriage for personal gain 'good parenting', then you must have not met a lot of good parents." She said as Jacob's eyes widened slightly as he looked down at her. She noticed his short silence as she looked up at him to be met with his slightly bewildered look, "What?"

      "You're married?" He asked, his voice soft and almost disappointed. She blushed from embarrassment as she realized she let that slip and looked to the side.

      "In a way..." She murmured, "It's not like it was my choice, as I said, my parents put me in an arranged marriage. But I'm not technically married yet, I've only met my fiancé just a few days ago and the wedding isn't until months from now." She explained as Jacob had a rather disappointed look on his face and she sees it through the thick lace of her veil, "Are you alright, Mr. Frye?" She asked as Jacob snapped out of his stupor and gave her a small smile and nod.

      "Yes, I'm alright." He said softly, she gave him a look before nodding as she looked on ahead and saw that they were getting closer to her home, "This is it." She said while pointing to the entrance. Jacob looked ahead as they stopped by the front door, there was a silence between them as (Y/n) slipped out of his grasp, "Well, thank you, Mr. Frye. For everything you've done for me." She said with a soft smile as Jacob smiled and waved her off.

      "Please, it was nothing." He said as he felt her take his hand in hers, his hands were significantly bigger and rougher than her smaller and softer ones.

      "It was something for me." She said softly in a sweet tone and he blushed softly, glancing to the side as he wished that he could see her face. With his face tilted away from her, she took a step towards him, getting on her toes to place her lips on his cheek. The veil was the only thing that separated her lips from his skin. Jacob's eyes widened by a fraction as he looked at (Y/n), a pink hue dusted his cheeks. She smiled shyly and pulled away from him, her cheeks a dark pink as she took the doorknob of her door, "Goodnight, Mr. Frye," She hummed, "I hope we get to meet again, in different circumstances though." She said as Jacob smiled widely at her with a nod.

      "Of course, Miss (L/n)." He said as she opened the door and about to walk inside before he suddenly grasped her arm gently, making her stop and look back at him, "Wait, um," He flushed pink and quickly pulled away, taking off his top hat to run his fingers along the rim, "If you ever need someone to escort you or maybe show you around London, don't be afraid to call a Rook for my assistance." He said with a sheepish smile up at her. She smiled and nodded.

      "Will do, have a good night, Mr. Frye." She said as he smiled softly.

      "You as well, Miss (L/n)." He said softly as she walked inside and closed the door behind her. Pressing her back against the door and letting out a content sigh, a big smile on her lips as she felt the butterflies in her stomach fluttering widely and her heart beating quickly. When she was out of sight, Jacob reached a hand up to his cheek and gently brushed his fingers over the spot she had kissed. A dopey smile graced his lips and he let out a breathless laugh, swaying a bit from foot to foot as he walked away. His mind in a blissful daze at the simple but yet affectionate gesture as he practically pranced all the way back to his train hideout, unable to wipe the idiotic grin off of his face. He got to the station and hopped onto the cart, striding over to the office area like cart where his sister sat on the couch while reading a book and Henry looked over a map that was hung up on the wall.

      "And what have you been up to?" Evie asked without looking up from the book as Jacob hummed with the smile still on his face.

      "Oh sister dearest, you know—things." Jacob answered simply and slumping down on the couch next to her, sprawled out a bit as he continued to grin. Evie looked at her brother with a brow arched.

      "You are acting a lot more stranger than you usually are." She said as Jacob hummed with a brow arched.

      "Am I?" He asked with his dopey smile.

      "You look awfully happy, relaxed almost." Henry said as Jacob snickered.

      "Well, a man has to be happy and relaxed every now and again, Greenie." He chirped as the Evie and Henry looked at each other with puzzled looks before back at Jacob.

      "Anyway," Evie trailed off with a brow arched, "While you're doing whatever it is you're doing, we had uncovered more information about Starrick. Are you able to pay attention while off in dreamland?" She asked as Jacob hummed tunefully, waving her off.

      "Go right on ahead, Evie." He hummed as she rolled her eyes as she began to explain how they had discovered Starrick has a fiancé and how said fiancé might be a good place to start in finding out more about the Templar's plans. Jacob tried his best to pay attention to whatever his sister was saying—he really did. But his mind was elsewhere and thinking about the mysterious young woman he keeps saving and what she could possibly look like under that veil. It's been nagging him ever since he first met her and of what she could possibly look like, but, he at least now knows that her eyes are (e/c). Which was starting somewhere. Jacob grinned to himself as he hoped to run into her again someday soon, not even taking into mind that she was engaged already.