"I'm so glad we made it back safely" I say to Jean as we enter the mansion.
He just hugs me and places small kisses over my forehead.
"I'm just glad that you're safe" he says to me. I hug him even tighter.
We walk up to our room and just sit on the bed. We were both extremely tired.
Jean noticed that I had small cuts over my arms and legs. He just frowns.
"What's wrong?" I ask him
"You got hurt" he says looking at my legs.
"I'm fine honestly, these are nothing" I reassure him.
"I can't keep putting you in danger." He says to me
"This isn't your fault Jean, it's those guys who keep trying to kill you"
He puts his head into my shoulder and wraps his arms around me. I hug him back and breathe in his light scent, just enjoying the moment that Jean is holding me so tightly right now.
He kisses my neck and starts to rub my thigh lightly. we stay here for some time.
We both decide to shower and get into bed. I lay on top of Jean as he rests his hands on my ass.
"I promise I'll get us out of here" Jean whispers to me.
I just hum, too tired to respond.
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"Y/n wake up please wake up" Jean says as he lightly shakes me awake.
I jolt up and look around unaware of where I am.
"Hey your ok your ok I'm right here" he holds onto me. I let the tears fall as they stained my cheeks.
I lay my head back down into his chest. He wraps his arms around me tighter. He starts to lightly rub my back.
"Can we go get water?" I ask almost whispering.
"Of course, come on" he lifts me so that I could get out of the bed.
He stands up and grabs my hand. He leads me down to the kitchen. He opens the fridge and gets out the water pitcher. I grab a glass. He pours the water and puts it back into the fridge. He walks over to me and puts his hands on my waist. I lean back into the counter to be more comfortable.
He just stares at me with soft eyes.
"This is all my fault" he suddenly says.
"What is?" I question.
"Your having nightmares because of what happened yesterday aren't you" he says to me.
I don't answer, I just stare down at the water.
"See, I can't keep tormenting you like this, your life is hell and it's all my fault" he says letting go of me and running his hands through his hair. He turns his back towards me.
"What? My life is better than it's ever been, I couldn't be happier. I'm not lonely anymore and I have way less nightmares than I've ever have." I explain to him. I walk around him so that we were facing each other again.
"Yeah but you just keep getting hurt and if not that, I'm forcing you to stay cooped up here" he says looking up at the ceiling.
"If I didn't want to be here, I would have left already, trust me" I grab his face and pull it down so that our eyes met.
He had tears waiting at his waterline, threatening to fall. His ears were red and his hands shaky.
"I don't want you to see me like this, I'm sorry. You need somebody strong and right now, that's not me" he explains to me, tears falling.
I started to tear up as well.
"I don't need someone strong, I need someone to be there" I say.
"I didn't fall in love with you because you were strong, I fell in love with you because you put up with me and you took the time to understand me" I say with a smile, still holding on to him.
He leans into my hand and places his own over mine.
"Do you still love me?" He asks.
"Yes, and I will forever love you no matter what happens" I reassure him.
I lean in closer to his face and place my lips on his. His lips touch mine with a sense of desperation.
More tears fall from the both of us. In this moment, nothing else mattered.
"Come on lets go back to bed" I tell him, he just nods.
"Will you let me be little spoon this time?" Jean asks.
"Yes, you can be little spoon this time"
I say rolling my eyes.
As we near the bedroom, Jean grabs my hand and squeezes it. I open the door for us and lay down on the bed.
I get under the blankets and pat my waist for him to lay down.
He runs over and gets on top of me.
"I love you y/n never forget that" Jean says giving me a small kiss before falling asleep.
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Criminal ways : A Jean Kirstein X Reader
FanfictionY/N is stripper and Jean is a world famous mafia leader. Y/n is kidnapped and forced to live with him. Does she resent him for the rest of her life or does she succumb to Stockholm syndrome? This fanfic is POC friendly. We need to be included but it...
