Jhin x Reader

Chapter 4 (lemon)

They were finally back in the safety of Jhin's appartment. _____, who was still trumatised by the incident sat alone in an armchair gazing out the window.

Dusky colours subdued the fading light as the town bellow gave off a subtle glow in contrast.

She was lost in her own thoughts.

Jhin sat across the room, wondering if he should speak to her. Apologise to her. And most of all tell her that-

he loves her.

It took a while for him to muster up his courage before gingerly approaching her.

" _____..." Jhin breathed shakily, bending down as he held her slender hands in his large ones.

He took a deep breath before unmasking himself.

He had raven black hair just as  _____ remembered. Brown eyes, defined cheek bones.

He had some stubble and age lines which oddly made him look especially attractive to her.

Having gained her attention, he quickly continued before any of his cruel self-consciousness begin to set in.

"I- I must confess...I'm not sure how  feelings work, but you're very important to me."

Her eyebrows furrow, "You avoided me for months Jhin."

"I was afraid." his voice tinged with blue hued earnesty.

"Afraid? Afraid of what?"

"Afraid of you. I simply cannot get you out of my head. The thought of you drowns me in forbidden bliss of which I was not willing to accept.

_____ my darling, you are an angel."

Jhin lifted his hands, cupping her cheeks in his palms. "-And I am but a helpless creature of hell whom merely follows you to the end of your light."

Her cheeks dusted pink at Jhin's surprisingly sweet words.

"Well, you can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style." She said half-jokingly.

Leaning in closer, she placed a soft peck onto Jhin's lips. "Thank you by the way. For saving my life."

Jhin froze, it was the first time in a long time had he been kissed. Out of all people, he couldn't believe she had kissed him!

Absentmindedly, he pressed his fingers onto his lips. Knowing all too well that he was twice her age yet she was okay with that?

But just like a child, he needed reassurence.

"Am I- am I not too old for you?" He asked hesitantly. 

_____ immediately shook her head, "Not at all. Besides-

I like older men...I like you." She admitted shyly.

He looked away from her shy gaze, "I am but a humble artist trapped in a cycle of filth and corruption, more beast than human, more of a scoundrel than a saint."

She hummed, "You could destroy the whole world for all I care, I'd still be with you."

"That's foolish." He muttered.

With her index finger she gently guided his chin towards her. "but you still love me for it."

What she said was true.

Not being able to suppress himself any longer, he closed the gap between them once more, his lips passionately on her soft ones.

He trailed tender kisses all over her jaw, neck and collarbone. Receiving a soft moan whenever he playfully bit down into her sensitive skin.