Awake (Male Jill x reader)

Chapter 2

"He's awake. It's a miracle."
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"You're selling drugs?"

"No." He tries to lie, but you see right through it. You shake your head in disbelief and disappointment.

"Julian, why.." You ask but he just sighs angrily and tries to take the pills from you, but you pull it away from his reach again. He looks at you angrily and grabs your arm, a little too tightly, and you gasp as he grabs the box harshly from your hand.

"It's none of your business." He tells you and put the box in his bag, slamming the car door shut and starting to go to the drivers seat.

"You told me the judge said it wasn't allowed." You remind him and he looks at you.

"What, you gonna snitch on me?" He asks.

"What? I.. I just want to help you."

"I don't need your help." He says and gets in his car.

"Julian." You say, but he slams the door shut. You growl angrily at him refusing to talk to you. As he turns the engine on, you open the passenger door and get in the seat.

"What are you.." He asks you, frowning.

"I'm forcing you to talk to me." You tell him, crossing your arms waiting for him to talk to you.

"Get out, Yn." He sighs.

"No. We're going to talk."

"I don't want to talk."

"Fine, then we're not going to talk, you can just drive me home." You tell him.

He stares at you for a moment, recognising your determined look and sighs in defeat, not wanting to physically pull you out of his car. The car starts moving and you put your seatbelt on, the belt buckle finally click after many tries and you sigh.

"This one still being a nightmare?" You ask and he just hums in affirmation. The belt buckle on the passenger seat was broken and it was hard to get buckled in, and once it was, it was almost impossible to unbuckle, you never managed yourself so he had to do it for you. It had only made you laugh at the struggle, not caring about it. But now you realised why he didn't always laugh with you, he probably felt bad for having an old car that he didn't afford to fix.

Pulling out of the parking lot, he starts driving you home. It's silent for a long time before Julian can't help but ask.

"What were you doing there anyway?" He asks.

"I was waiting on the bus. My car is broken, it's been at the workshop for few days. So, I'm just taking the bus, it's surprisingly nice, really. I've had the chance to talk to some very lovely people that also take the same bus regularly." You tell him.

He just stays silent for a long moment.

"I miss you." You then say and his jaw clenches as he tries to ignore you. He didn't want to talk about it, this was typical of him, just running away from confrontation. But he missed you so much it physically hurt to see you again. You sigh when you don't get any response.

"I'm a homeless drug addict, Yn.. You deserve better." He then tells you.

"Are you never going to understand that you are enough. And that you don't have to face this alone. I want to be there for you, to help you."

"And I want to be able to make it on my own!.. Then maybe I could give you what you deserve,.. be what you deserve." He says frowning sadly.

"What about what I want?" You then ask and he glances at you.