~~Had a Bad Day~~ Ft. Jean Kirstein
Synopsis: your boyfriend doesn't take credit for any of the sweet things he does for you when you have a bad day at work.
Content: fluff, comfort, Jeanie is a dreamboat
a/n: just a lil comfort. no slander to anyone named Jessica, I just needed a name and picked one. wrote this for the lovely @jeanboyjean I hope it's everything you wanted💜💜💜💜
Today started out great. You woke up early, got ready, and left for work. When you stopped for coffee, the barista offered you a second drink, saying they made one wrong, which you gladly accepted. However, the mood was rapidly killed when you walked into work.You get a little chat on your screen from Teams, your boss calling you in for something. Your stomach drops automatically. After receiving an absolute reaming for something that wasn’t your fault, you go back to your desk completely deflated. Of course the newbie on your team screwed something up. Fucking Jessica. She didn’t pay enough attention to anything she did, regardless of how many times you’ve tried to correct that behavior and you just got in trouble for it since, technically, “you’re in charge of her since she’s on your team.”
The day goes from bad to worse. When you go out for lunch, they didn’t have the ONE thing you’d been craving all day, someone almost rear ended you on your way back to the office, and when you finally do get back there’s a mountain of work waiting for you. You pull out your phone, smiling at the text that was already there.
9:38AM
Hope my beautiful baby has the best day today. Miss you already❤️
God, this man. You swear he always knows what to do even when he has no idea what’s going on. You smile to yourself, the day already looking a little bit brighter.
1:02PM
My day’s actually not going too great, got yelled at first thing, then lunch was disappointing, oh and guess who didn’t do her work properly AGAIN? But your morning text helped. I miss you too ):
You put your phone away to avoid getting scolded and start working on your pile of work. Thankfully the rest of the day goes by pretty fast, thanks to your complete inability to even look up from your computer screen. You think about calling Jean on your way home, but it’s only a twenty minute drive, and you’ll see him soon enough, so you don’t bother.
Walking through the door in a huff you put your things down and toe off your shoes, ready to shower and wash this awful day away and spend time with Jean. you walk into the kitchen and a smile curls on your lips. Sitting on the counter was a beautiful vase of flowers, that certainly hadn’t been there when you left this morning. Jean comes around the corner wrapping you in a big hug, lifting you up off the ground and squeezing.
“Hi, Pretty,” He says with a grin as he sets you down, tilting your chin towards his to capture your lips in a sweet kiss. He doesn’t even let you get a word in before he’s gently steering you towards the bathroom. “Now, you shower, relax, I put out your comfy clothes for you when you’re done. Let me worry about dinner, ‘kay?” He presses another kiss to your head.
“You’re the best,” you smile at him, “Thank you for my flowers, by the way, they’re lovely.”
“I didn’t buy those for you.” He lies with a grin, before leaving you in the bathroom to shower.
You wash off the day, spending a little extra time massaging shampoo into your scalp as the warm water cascades over you, music turned all the way up so you can hear it over the spray. It’s so loud in fact, that you don’t even hear when Jean sneaks back in, leaving a fresh-from-the-dryer towel out for you, before going back out. You turn the water off and get out, pleasantly surprised to wrap a warm towel around you.
After changing, you come back out into the kitchen where there are take out containers from your favorite place, favorite meal in them. Along with a little basket sitting on the counter that was filled with face masks, a new nail polish color, a book you’d mentioned really wanting to read weeks ago, and some chocolates. Jean’s in the living room, turning on your favorite movie before coming up and kissing you again.
“Good shower?”
“Very good. My towel even warmed itself up, isn’t that cool?” You grin at him, as he takes the food over to the sofa, while you follow.
“Well, I did buy the self-heating ones. I might have forgotten to mention that.”
“Did the food order itself too? And that cute little gift basket on the counter must have assembled itself.”
“Yeah, what a wild time to be alive.” He smiles at you again, pressing a little kiss to your forehead before settling down to eat with you.
Sitting in the comfort of your living room, favorite movie on, with a gorgeous boyfriend who’s willing to do such sweet things for you all the time? Maybe your day hasn’t been so bad after all.
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