Three Things Demyx Learned About The French (Demyx x Reader)

Three Things Demyx Learned About The French

A/n Je T'aime- I love you Mon Cher- My Dear Je T'aime Aussi- I love you too Toujours- Forever

Before you joined the organization and lost your heart, you had a life. You lived with your mother, father, and brother in France. That was before you moved to Radiant Garden. After the whole fiasco that turned it into Hollow Bastion your family had passed away, leaving you without a heart and nowhere to go. After you joined the organization, you met Demyx. You and he didn't get along to well at first, but you eventually became best friends.

~One: The French Are Way Too Generous~

You were sitting in the grey room reading a book. Why were you sitting in the grey room? Well, because Larxene and Marluxia had asked if they could use your room to hide in. Suspecting that they weren't just hiding, you had left the room in preference to the grey room. You were wearing a (Color) hoodie and (color) mid-thigh length shorts because you were done with your missions for the day.

"Hey, (Y/n)?" Xion asked you. You placed a bookmark in your book and looked at her.

"Yes, Xion?" She fidgeted with her hands for a moment.

"I was wondering if I could borrow your hoodie? I have a date with Roxas in a few minutes and I don't have a cute shirt to wear." She mumbled embarrassed. You blinked. Truth was is that it was very cold that day and you were wearing the hoodie because you were cold. But Xion was your friend.

"Sure Xion! No problem." You slid out of your hoodie and handed it over to the younger girl.

"Thank you so much!" And with that, she was gone. You shivered a bit and went back to the book. A few minutes into the chapter, Zexion approached you.

"Hey, (Y/n). I was wondering if I could borrow your book? It's the last one in the series and I haven't read it yet." Zexion stood there seeming to be completely honest. You sighed and glanced down at your book longingly.

"Yeah sure!" You took your bookmark out of your book without him noticing and held the book out to him.

"Thank you. I'll bring it back to you tomorrow." With that and a nod of his head he left. Now cold and without entertainment, you shuffled awkwardly. Demyx walked into the room shortly after.

"Geez, (Y/n). What are you doing wearing a tank top and shorts when it's this cold?" He asked with concern.

"I'm fine. How was your mission?" Demyx gave you a suspicious look as he knew that you couldn't say no to anybody. Sighing, he gave up and sat next to you.

"Boring as ever." You giggled at him and gently nudged him in a playful manner. However, you quickly became preoccupied with how warm he was. You 'subtly' leaned against him, but he noticed.

"You're cold, aren't you?" You shook your head and flashed him a smile.

"I'm fine." He sighed and unzipped his coat. Underneath he was wearing black pants and a blue t-shirt.

"Get in here." He opened his arms for you. Gladly accepting his warmth, you climbed into his lap and hugged him. He closed the coat over your body to keep the heat in. You sighed happily.

"Thank you, Demyx." He smiled, but you couldn't see it as you were drifting off to sleep.

~Two: They Have Amazing Lullaby's~

You bolted up in bed when you heard whimpering coming from the room next door, which happened to be Demyx's room. Quickly, you pulled on a nightgown that fell to your knees and rushed into his room. He was sitting with his head in his knees and his shoulders were shaking.

"Demy?" He looked up at you.

"(Y-y/n)." His voice cracked and you immediately swept him into a hug. He clutched at you with all his strength, sobbing openly now.

"Was it another nightmare?" He nodded against the crook of your neck. Your heart broke. There was no way you could help him when he was asleep. Or could you? An old lullaby your mother used to sing to you crept to the front of your mind.

Carefully, you repositioned yourself and the crying boy so that your back was pressed against the wall and he was laying on you, arms around your shoulders, head buried in your neck. You methodically ran your hand through his hair in a soothing gesture as you began singing.

Je T'aime, Je T'aime Toujours

I am forever yours

Sweet dreams, sweet dreams, mon Cher

You're always in my prayers

Softly, sweetly, wrapped up in heaven's arms

Sailing, soaring, over the moon gathering stardust

Be still, be safe, be sure Je T'aime, Je T'aime Toujours

He had calmed down significantly but hadn't let go of you. Not that you minded. He shifted a little to get closer to you as you continued singing.

Wishing, praying all of your dreams come true

Please remember where're you are

My heart is with you

Sweet dreams, Sweet dreams, mon Cher

Always in my prayers

I am forever yours

Je T'aime, Je T'aime, Toujours

You drew out the last note of the song and left it softly die out. His breathing had evened out signaling that he had fallen asleep. Gently shimming down the wall, you lay your head on his pillow to get some sleep yourself.

Demyx had woken up with quite the start the next morning when he found you lying under him and your limbs tangled together.

~Three: They Know How To French Kiss~

"Demyx, I lo-....lo-...." You took a deep breath and tried again. "Je T'aime." You whispered hoping he had heard you. His eyes grew impossibly wide. He knew what that meant. After the lullaby incident, he had asked you what those words meant. Quickly he racked his brain for the appropriate response.

"Je T'aime Aussi." He replied with a grin, proud that he had remembered. You smiled at him and kissed him on the cheek.

"You missed." You gave him a puzzled look so he decided to just go with what he had started. He kissed you full on the lips and wrapped his arms around your waist drawing you closer to him. Sighing you wrapped your arms around his neck and pushed your tongue into his mouth. He let out a squeak at that. You giggled and continued to explore his mouth. He gave in, letting out a moan as well as pressing closer to you.

You had seen your mother and father kiss like this all the time so you knew what to do next. You pulled away briefly to catch your breath, stood on your tiptoes, and went back in. With your new vantage point, you could reach the sweet spot on his tongue that made him shiver in delight. His hands ran up your sides and around to your middle back, fingers desperately clutching your shirt.

Needing air but not wanting to break the kiss, you tried to suck in some air through your nose but failed. Thus ending in both of you breathing slightly through the other's lips. A bright red blush had made its way onto Demyx's cheeks and ears. Pulling away slightly, you leaned your forehead on his. You smiled at each other.

"I love you." You spoke finally.

"I love you too."

~The Three Things Demyx Learned About The French~