Jerome Valeska //Jeremiah Valeska // One-shots

Jerome and Jeremiah X Reader - Jealousy

Requested by XxAngelKnivesxX

"Rough day?" He hissed with his blood red lips pressed to my ear, slinking around me, tracing his finger over my shoudler blades delicately.

"You could say that." Replying, I made sure to keep my voice steady, show no emotion, show no weakness. No weakness.

Sounds of chaos errupted around us, screams of pain and panic reverberating off the walls and echoing through the shadowy alleyway we stood in.

My reply, as short and detached as it was, gained a pleased hum from the man. I could feel his lips stretching into a grin as he pulled away from my ear, instead resting his freezing lips agasint my burning cheek, his lips caressing me as he whispered.

"Y/N-"

Earlier

"Common, we don't want broski getting away!"

"He won't. Tetch and fear boy will cut him off, leading him straight to you. Just like you planned J." Trying hard to make my voice soft, I tried to comfort Jerome as he hurried down endless hallways, desperately searching for the exit.

"You're right, doll! Everything will go according to my plan." Jerome's boastful voice carried through the hallways, loud and excited as he paused in his fast paced search, spinning to come face to face with me.

"Where would I be without you?" Tilting his head, his emerald eyes dropped to my lips as he leaned in, darting forwards and crushing his lips to mine before I could utter a response.

"Y-You'd still be stuck in Arkham with nothing to do." Breaking the kiss, I spoke out of breath, breathing heavily a smirk formed on my lips.

"Uh-hu." Muttering in disbelief and denial, he turned and continued walking, not as fast however.

"You think you would have gotten out on your own? Without my help?" I raced up to him, casually leaning against him as I scoffed teasingly, knowing I was agitating him.

"Of course doll. I would have thought of something, I always do." He glanced at me, rolling his eyes at my smirk, he knew what I was doing.

"Sure." Glancing at him from the corner of my eyes, I reminisced on how I broke him out, the invaluable help I gave him. He had a plan, he had ideas, however he did not have the opportunity to procure everything he needed to set his plan in motion. He had called me, an old friend, to pose as a guard and gather all necessary ingredients for him. Of course, after he was broke out, he had expressed his feelings for me, thus starting a fiery relationship. When I say 'expressed his feelings', I don't mean he professed his undying love for me, I mean he pulled me into a passionate kiss, no words were needed.

A purple glare brought me out of my haze as we halted, a large neon purple sign reading 'The End' stood in front of us, an arrow pointing to a set of stairs leading to the surface.

The sound of approaching steps, uneven as if the person was running, made Jerome chuckle before he pulled me around the corner, out of sight. Soon, the sound of heavy breathing and finally a sigh of relief was heard, signalling to me and Jerome that Jeremiah, his twin brother, had arrived.

"Hello brother." Jerome drawled in his usual croaky voice, he did not move from his spot preventing Jeremiah seeing him, which increased the creepy aura he gave off.

I could hear a horrified gasp followed by a panicked gasp, indicating he had tried to run only to find that Crane and Tetch had finally caught up to him.

A tug on my arm made me look up at Jerome, who held his gun out as he walked into the open, gesturing for me to follow. Jeremiah had his back to us, his wide eyed gaze on our associates before he turned and jumped, audibly gulping at the sight of his twin. Leaning against the wall behind them, I watched on with intrigued eyes. Damn they really do look the same. The thought came so suddenly I had to shake my head and stop myself from biting my lip as I continued to silently watch.