Pleasing

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  JENNIFER POV

   "Choupinette" He mumbles, and I raise an eyebrow at him as I dab the pad with rubbing alcohol. "You're shaking." His gaze moves towards my hands, and I frown. I put the bottle down and pat the cuts ignoring his comment. I'm nervous around him... and scared around him at the same time. I'm scared because of his safety. Gosh he could've broken something! Well, he did but... not something of his. "I-I... I don't like seeing..." I think before I speak wondering what to say..

"I don't- don't like seeing you l-like this. Marcel..." I mumble before putting the bandage around his hand. "I- hate seeing you-you hurt!" I say feeling my lip tremble. The lump in my throat that is so...so familiar arrives. I try and swallow it, but it doesn't go away. I shake my head in defeat with my feelings. I swallow down the cry that's clawing its way out. Marcel cups my face and his rough tatted them wipes my tears away and I sigh.

How did I wind up with such a dangerous man like him? How could I be so stupid!

I should've known this would only lead to the worst.

"Why are you crying, Chaton?" He asks standing up. And my mind goes blank.

I don't know.

I shrug and he hums. "I'll let you think for a second because I can tell you know." He responds putting the stuff away and I frown. "I don't.." I pause to swallow down the lump.

"I've missed you.. a-and I'm scared.." I cry covering my face. Scared over what though? I'm confusing myself and hurting myself at the same time. Stop. Being. A. Baby!

"What's making you scared? Tell me. Let me try and help princess." He coos uncovering my face. I shake my head. "I-I don't know..." I huff. I wrap my arms around him and he rubs my back and I couldn't help but relax. "Baby.." he whispers and I let out a chocked up sob.

It was denial. Of course I'm crying because I've missed him. That's all it's been.

I cant even identify my feelings, my emotions. Especially around him.

"I've just missed you a-and now all my emotions are um.. all over the place.." I sigh and he hums. "What do you need from me?" He asks and I shrug. "I just n- need you!" I groan shaking my legs. I look up at him and I could quickly see his eyes dilate. His jaw was clench and he had a weird emotion covering his face.
"Jennifer." Marcel says and I look up at him.

"Let me kiss you princess." He cups my face.
"I-okay.." I whisper. His hand slips behind my neck tilting my gaze up. Marcel wasn't even hesitant, didn't go slow. His lips press against mine. The faint taste of scotch, tabaco, and of course that fresh mint..

I instinctively wrapped my arms around his neck. His hands roamed my sides. Marcel lowers down and deepens the kiss and I whimper "Daddy.." I let out. I only earn a riff groan come out as he pushes me against the door.

MARCEL POV

A knock is made right before I could officially get my hands on her. "You better not be touchy with my little sister!" We hear behind the other side and I raise an eyebrow. "Jay! Stop being a creep!" She groans resting her head against my chest. "I'm just saying." He says "abuela is waiting for you by the way.." walking away.

  "S-sorry." She sighs placing her hands on my chest. And I hum in response admiring her. The side of my lip tips up. "So... are y-you okay?" She asks and I nod. "Of course Chaton." I respond and she furrows her eyebrows but quickly smoothes them. "Do you still want to go home? Or stay?" I ask and she takes a big breathe. "I- home." She says almost in defeat. "You don't need to go- I want to!" She shakes her head and I nod slowly. "Let's go see my grandmother before she gets um... mad." She whispers.

  I nod and follow her out. "Abuela?" She calls out and soon we arrive in the kitchen. "Ahh there you guys are." She hums wiping her hands. "Jay said you wanted to see me. What's wrong?" She asks.

  It was easy to see her body tense up and her face turn into fear. But I was quick to simply rest my hand on her back. "Girl don't be so scared." The older woman teases. "I wanted to just know if y'all were staying or not. As you know we have the extra guest bedrooms. But, I don't know what their schedule is like" she adds. Jennifer nods slowly.

  "I... well, I-I don't know yet. It's up to them." Her voice quickly lowers. Her head moves to face me and gives me a questioning look. "We can leave whenever. The jet won't be leaving anytime soon" I inform and she nods. "So we can stay for a day... or two." A small forced smile appears on her face. Something is obviously wrong.

  "Wonderful! I'm so glad!" Her grandmother cheers. "Oh- sorry sweetie, my name is Janelli. You must be Marcel." She hums and I nod. "It is." I say shaking her hand. "So you're here for my granddaughter?" She asks and I say yes. "Why?" She questions and I take a silent inhale. "Because I needed to see her." I answer.

  "Wh- It's fine! Can you stop questioning him p-please. Don't..." Jennifer groans. And she nods slowly. "Okay. I'll stop, be careful of grey and j though... god their nosey little boys." She teased causing Jennifer to giggle softly. Those cheeks turning a slight pink. "Maybe we can go to the beach! Tomorrow. Show him around where y'all grew up." She smiles and Jennifer quickly squeals covering her face. "The memories!" She yells.

  I smirk rubbing her back. "That sounds fine." I hum and Jennifer huffs nodding. "Okay." She says sounding determined. "Okay then. I'll order some food."  Janelli walks out. "You don't eat fast food!" Jennifer quickly faces me with worry.

  "Baby, I'll be fine." I assure and she shakes her head. "But you haven't even eaten! And it's um it's- w-weird to just watch people eat without eating! Marcel..." she rambled and I shake my head. "Shh. I'll get something." I coo rubbing her cheek and she opens her mouth to speak but I raise an eyebrow. Daring her to keep coming.

"Okay." She mumbles.

"Let me show y-you thee.. wait MY- my room.." she smiles going towards the stairs.

Where even are Vin and Amanuel?