Sorry to bother for your mini event can I have cuddle with Jean Thank you 🙏☺
Oh nononono, no "sorry"s accepted, I love Jean!
Jean x f!Reader
Fluff
Content Warnings: none
Timid Cuddles
The carriage sways lightly, wooden wheels tapping against the uneven road at a steady rhythm. The Paris seen through the tiny window to your left is lustrous, rows of saluting lanterns guarding the streets, perhaps keeping watch over humans passing by them. It is as if bees decided to swarm in the very centre of the city -- cheerful buzzing, "oh"s and "ah"s, and laughters, both robust and shy, all mix once raised into the night sky.
You shift over the seat. Your feet hurt, as do your entire legs, tired out by they hours you've spent strolling between various stalls. Nevertheless, if you could, you'd...
Yawn.
"Mademoiselle? Are you tired?" Jean asks from his place beside you. The world outside seems to have dimmed, perhaps outshone by the amethyst of his eye. He is too beautiful to be human, you note absent-mindedly, oblivious to your own error. You shift in your place again, suddenly made aware that you do not look nearly as presentable as he does.
"A little bit."
"Do rest. It will still be a moment before we arrive at the mansion."
You cover your lips with your hand to muffle another yawn, and nod. You should... You should conserve your strength... Although... The swaying is so pleasant, truly... And the cushions are soft... But just a little longer, you still want to...
Your eyes close. Once, twice, and finally, they stay shut, the whinny of horses lulling you to sleep. You are warm, although you don't know why. How could you? You're not aware, not consciously there to realise Jean has lent you his cape. You do not know that you lean on his arm, that your head has fallen onto his shoulder. That he pressed his cheek against it. You are not there to see it for yourself, but perhaps a part of you has realised that he holds your hand, this thumb stroking your fingers with tender care.
"Sleep well, Mademoiselle. Today... It was a really fun day," he whispers into your hair.
Love me, Love me, how would you love me?
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Hi there as promised here is my request :D. Jean and his lover had a shallow argument and so she went to sleep into her room but later she sneak into his bed cause she was scared of that night thunderstorm Thank you so much for liking it Have a wonderful day 😻☺
Quarreling with Jean
pairing: jean x gn!reader
tw: possibly ooc jean (?) + not proof read
a/n: hey hey! changed the reader to be gender neutral! hope you don't mind also hmmm I don't believe jean is the type to have petty arguments with his s/o... so whatever it might be, it's probably huge :0 but then again, I've never played his route. what is your take on this though? I'd like to know. + just realised that the pov jumps here and there in this xD sorry about that!
"Stop overworking yourself... That is all I ask," he pleaded you.
"I'm not overworking myself, stop exaggerating." You didn't even turn around to look at him properly, only focused on preparing dinner.
Jean looked at you with a frown, not happy with whatever you said.
He was not exaggerating, in fact, all of the mansion residents believed that you were overworking yourself.
But you say he's exaggerating? Not a single day has passed where you've had proper rest. Working tirelessly, unnecessarily. Looking for more things to do.
Whenever he'd tried to coax you to relax with him, he was always met with "I'm sorry Jean, not now" or "Ah... I still have a few more things to do, tomorrow for sure!"
Like that, many days passed. He knew you had a penchant of keeping yourself occupied, and were quite the workaholic. That is all fine, working is not a problem, but not knowing your limit is.
However, you, don't know your limit and neither have you taken a single rest. That is concerning, not only to him but to everyone else as well.
Jean left the kitchen wordlessly after that. Thinking it was useless to talk you out of this. You'd come to understand sooner or later by yourself.
What he didn't know is that, you thought he was angry with you. Your head was too foggy and tired to actually think properly and decided "oh so we're quarrelling".
And thus, a misunderstanding occured.
And that developed into you ignoring Jean throughout the day.
Meanwhile Jean was left feeling like this: 🧍"what did I do?"
The other mansion residents were also uncomfortable with the tension between you two but couldn't do anything other than... Awkwardly smiling or ignoring the situation entirely. No in between.
But like I said, Jean was feeling very 🧍 so he barely talked with you, thinking back about what he might have done for you to give him the silent treatment.
Jean was laying quietly in his bed when the weather started to act up again. The past few days had been raining heavily, and today was no exception. By night time, it got worse. Now it was raining heavily with thunder and lightening.
Sebastian and you were busy running around to prepare for the sudden thunderstorm, preparing items and food for emergencies. Once most of the major things were wrapped up, you got forcefully sent back to your room to sleep.
Then it hit you. It's thundering and it's loud. The floor and windows were shaking, you could feel it while sleeping in bed too. For a moment there was a flash of white outside the window and then a huge crack followed after.
(insert: this is fine meme)
The loud noises kept you awake even though you tried to sleep, and slowly anxiety creeped in which kept you tossing and turning. Then you also felt the guilt of ignoring Jean. Honestly, you knew he only wanted for you to take a break... And you were in fact overworking yourself.
Perhaps you were mad about the fact that Jean was right, and maybe because he left the kitchen wordlessly afterwards.
A while later, you gave up, grabbed your pillow and slowly sneaked out of your room. You suppose it was time to apologise to your boyfriend and maybe get some snuggles.
It was almost as if Jean was waiting for you
Poor lad, still in the 🧍 phase 😭 but he was glad that you came to him anyways.
Both of you had the talk™ and cleared out the "misunderstanding"
Eventually falling asleep while hugging eachother to sleep.
"Good night," Jean whispered, softly placing a kiss on your head.
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Just spent hours rereading Jean's whole route
Wow i would die for him 💕
Now to figure out if I will waste my time drawing him or reading hcs/event routes about him
Can't do both at the same time I read pretty fast but not that well multitasking
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Jean x Gilles des Rais is the best and worst ship I've ever conjured. Their dynamic and potential for angst is just so juicy.
(Spoilers down below)
Gilles could've become a serial killer after seeing Jean cope with war by killing people. Like, what if he started killing all those 'sacrifices' to feel whatever touch of divinity that Jean felt upon killing his enemies. And maybe, maybe by reaching that state of divinity he can finally reach wherever Jean has gone.
I've seen too many bloody mecha anime with teenage soldiers that I refuse to believe Jean's ferocity in battle is 100% bloodlust.
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