A Lover's Society | Jean Kirstein x fem reader AU

Chapter 4

The smell of fresh cut grass tickled Jean's nose as he walked the long country road home from work. As he walked the quiet path, he stopped briefly to take in the scents of nature. This small moment was enough to help him put aside the annoyances from his workday and appreciate the beauty of the country. Before continuing on the path home, Jean paused, reflecting a little, allowing the sweet smell and the breeze to wash away the cares of the day.

After arriving home, Jean stepped into his house, pausing in the foyer. He inhaled deeply, the smell of a fresh homemade meal drifting through the air. "Ma?" he called out.

"Oh welcome home!" His mom called from the kitchen, "how was work?"

"It was alright," Jean answered, walking towards the kitchen to greet his mother. "Mom... you making dinner?"

"I am!" She flashed a smile at him and then turned back to her project, "It's pretty much ready if you're hungry."

"oh yeah I'm starvin'," he replied, eagerly making his way to sit down at the table, "you need any help?"

His mother turned around with a large smile and a look of adoration, "well aren't you sweet."

Jean smiled back at her, "Just thought I'd ask."

"I'm alright, I can handle it." She grabbed a plate of meatloaf and put it on the kitchen table, "eat up before it gets cold."

Jean sat down at the table and began digging in, savoring the wonderful taste of a homemade meal.

after a few bites, he talked again, "how was your day today?"

"It was alright, your father came home and then stormed out like usual." his mom responded before joining him at the table.

"why does he do that?"

Jean's mother sighed, "you know how he is..."

He knew but he didn't understand what drove his father to be the way he was. He wished he could comprehend his father's beliefs and reasonings for never being home. He knew he tried picking up random jobs to help the family out with money but it still seemed suspicious especially with being out late in the day.

"Yeah... I know," he said to his mom, "but why can't he change? It's not fair... it feels like he's treating us wrong, you know?"

She shook her head and frowned, "I don't know honey..." she opened her mouth to speak again but the phone rang, deflecting the two of them from their tense conversation.

"I'll get it." Jean said as he got up and walked over to the wall.

He picked up the phone and placed it to his ear, eagerly waiting for the voice on the other side, "hello?"

"Oh hey Jean! It's Marco..."

Jean smiled as soon as he heard Marco's voice, "hey buddy, how are ya?" He asked warmly.

"Hey I'm good, uh remember that talk last night with Sasha?" his friend asked on the other side of the line.

Jean smiled some more, of course he remembered... it was one of the happiest moments of his life, "ohhh yeah I do, what's up? You got something for me?"

Marco chuckled, "deals done baby, you've got a date."

His heart pumped fast and his face flushed, he couldn't believe what he was just hearing. Everything was lining up nicely.

"For real? You're not messing with me right?" His voice was filled with excitement.

"Mhm, Tuesday night be ready... oh and uh you're walking, sorry bud."