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

Chapter 6

Abrupt sounds of knocking bounced off the walls of the abandoned house causing Jean and (y/n) to wake up and look over at the source of the noise. They had fallen asleep after their intimate night and now their bodies were wrapped around each other in a warm embrace.

A voice boomed from Outside the front door, making Jean upset that this wonderful night had to be interrupted.

"Jean! Are you in there? Shit! Open the door!" The voice was muffled as the knocking continued.

Jean looked over at the girl next to him and placed a finger to his lips asking her to be quiet.

"Who?" (Y/n) whispered, "Jean I'm scared..." She clung onto his shoulders from behind and hid slightly behind him.

"It's okay..." he reassured her, "I got you..."

Suddenly the door burst open and Marco came barging in, his eyes immediately fell onto their naked bodies.

"Fuck!" He covered his eyes and turned away from them, "seriously guys?"

"What's going on?!" Jean asked angrily, "can't you see we're kind of in the middle of something?"

"You don't say?" Marco shouted with his back to them.

"How'd you even find us, anyway?"

"You act like I'm not your best friend," Marco continued to avoid looking at them before working up the courage to say what he needed to, "dammit Jean, you gotta get her home, her parents have the police looking for her!"

Both Jean and (y/n)'s heart sank. There's no way they could have predicted this one, but then again they weren't surprised.

"Fuck... what time is it?" Jean grabbed his clothes as (y/n) did the same.

"2 am..." Marco responded.

"Shit... can we borrow your car?" Jean stood up, adjusting his clothes and tucking in his shirt.

Marco sighed, "Yeah I'll drive you guys, but you owe me for kind of saving your asses!"

After getting properly dressed, (y/n) grabbed her painting supplies and scurried out the door with Jean following closely behind. Marco grabbed her bike and threw it in the trunk of his car and quickly got in.

He drove quite fast through the streets and the tension was so thick in the air that the three of them sat in uncomfortable silence. (Y/n) felt so nervous that she was going to throw up. She knew she messed up big time and she was going to get lectured hard later. She clutched onto her painting supplies tightly and just hoped things would be okay.

Marco pulled down her driveway and immediately stopped the car in front of her house. (Y/n) ran out of the car and went right through the front door to confront her parents.

"Momma! You sent the police?!" She yelled out before getting her arm snatched by her mom.

"Where have you been?! We were worried sick!" She spoke in a harsh tone, and quite loud too.

Jean walked in slowly and saw the commotion. He felt guilty and wanted to make the situation better.

"It's my fault... I'm sorry, we didn't know what time it was and..." he was cut off.

"I'd like to speak to her, alone." Her mother dragged (y/n) into a different room and slammed the door. Her father remained outside and glanced over at Jean, who gave him a worried look.

"It's all my fault, sir, I promise I had no I'll intentions." He pleaded hoping he would be forgiven or at least not have (y/n) be in trouble.

"I think you should just leave." Her father said with a slight smile.