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

Chapter 15

Jean's mom had come over as quickly as she heard his voice over the phone. She was now sitting across from Jean at the dining table while (y/n) was in the kitchen helping prep dinner. Jean's mom was pleasantly surprised to see the two of them after many years of no communication, but the circumstances could've been better. She studied her son from her end of the table wondering how he grew up so fast and why they hadn't kept in touch, there was too much to catch up on but a bigger elephant in the room remained. She folded her hands on the table and looked at the man across from her with an awkward smile. And then she spoke.

"Jean, dear... tell me what's been happening in that little world of yours."

Jean blinked a few times and collected his thoughts, "Nothing much, ma."

She gave him a look that showed she didn't believe him. After all, his teenage love was standing in the kitchen, and the large bruise on his face stood out like a sore thumb, "Don't lie to me."

"Hmm..." Jean said as if in thought, "Marco and I built this house, I'm working my way up at the factory..."

"And what about..." she pointed to her face the same area where Jean's injury was.

"Oh yeah, that... it's nothing to worry about."

The room quieted as his mother's hazel eyes narrowed and her brows pinched together. She didn't like the fact her son wasn't taking this seriously, "Jean... tell me the truth."

Jean's eyes widened at her words, "It was a fight, Ma. The kind that men get in." He was trying his hardest to downplay what happened. "I came off the wrong end of it, that's all."

"Don't give me that," she exclaimed. She got up from the table, her eyes brimming with suspicion. She walked over to Jean and put a hand on his cheek.

"I want to know what's going on."

Jean sighed and looked at (y/n) as she walked around the kitchen, humming along to old songs that played on the radio, "nothing is going on, please just let it go..."

"You know I can't do that, you're my son." She insisted but Jean didn't give in.

"Please just stop with the questions." Jean was now getting annoyed even though he knew his mother meant well.

"Okay... I'll stop," His mother smiled at him, and (y/n) came over with two bowls. One with salad, and the other with homemade pasta, the delicious aroma tickled everyone's noses.

"It's... not much, but I hope you like it." She said as she took her seat at the table. The three of them took their portions and began to eat.

"So (y/n)," Jean's mom started, "you've grown up so much since I've last seen you... what are you up to now?"

(Y/n) placed her utensils next to the plate and folded her hands in front of the meal, "I graduated school and um... already got a few offers in New York for jobs."

"Oh! That's lovely! So... when are you going to start?"

"After I'm married, of course..."

Jean's heart sank hearing those words stab his ears yet again. He wished he could turn back time and fix all his mistakes, maybe then she'd be the one getting married to him. His mother looked at Jean with wide eyes and then back at (y/n).

"Oh! congratulations!" She clapped her hands together.

(Y/n) gave her a nod and a small smile, "Thanks."

"So, what brings you... here, on this side of town?" She questioned further. Jean knew where she was going with this and gave her a small glare as a slight warning.