( 𝗦𝗘𝗫𝗧𝗔𝗣𝗘, 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗜𝗜 )

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍
" EARLY BEDTIME. "

ONCE AGAIN, NO SONG CAUSE
I'M RUSHING TO GET THIS OUT FOR THE
END OF THE WEEKEND!! <3

and shorter chapter.. cause
yall can guess what's happening in the next..

3 days later,
7.20 pm.

"Pleaseee!" The three siblings begged, hoping for their mum and dad to let them stay the night. 

Jean helped your dad wash dishes from the previous dinner with your aunt and her kids, and you bid your farewells with your mom.

"I don't know. Vickie you have hockey in the morning." Aunt Farah says, looking down at the two girls and little boy. 

"Can't I skip it?!" She complains, trying her best to let her mom leave her and her brother and sister with you guys.

 You didn't mind, besides, you weren't planning on doing anything, and Jean seemed as though he hadn't had sex in three years. He wasn't gonna get his way just yet, though.

"Fine. But listen to Aunt Loretta and be respectful of Jean. You're always fighting. And I want you in bed at a reasonable time, okay?" She lists down a few things that just passed through you and your mothers ears, which you could only nod to.

"Yes!" Liam cheered, punching the air as him, Vickie and Lauren raced off elsewhere to find something to do until you could find an idea.

"It's all good here, trust us!" You tell her, and your uncle practically drags her out of the door before she could start ranting about what they weren't allowed to do and what they were.

"Love you!" You wave goodbye as they get in their car, and shut the door behind you. Loretta looks at you, and you look at her both releasing a sigh of pure relief. "Glad that's over with?" 

She nods, laughing under her breath as she brushes down her pants. 

"She's always been stubborn. Vickie made her anxious all the time, and a little now, too. That girl is bouncing off the walls." 

You agree with a small smile, a yawn escaping from your lips as you flicked on the porch light, knowing fully well the moths and bugs would find their way back for the night shortly. 

"I like this Jean-boy. He can wash dishes better than your mother." Your dad whispers as he approaches you guys, he had left your boyfriend for a quick moment just to share his opinions, which you were glad were nothing negative.

"Aunt Loretta!" Liam shouts as he runs to you guys, nearly running into you. Your father had returned to finish drying with Jean quickly, and you look down to the six-year old boy.

"Whats up?" You reply and he pulls on your skirt. 

"Can we watch a movie?" 

"You're awfully needy aren't you?" Your mum chuckles, ruffling his hair, the same colour of his mothers. "I don't see why not. Y/n, go change and grab Jean. He needs a break from your idiot dad." 

You shake your head with a small laugh, moving into the kitchen where he was looking at his phone, but immediately looked up as you entered.

"Mom told me to tell you that you're sleeping on the couch." You snort, kissing him on the cheek, and he wraps his strong arm around your waist.

"Only if you'll join me."

"I'll think about it. The rug-rats wanna watch a movie." You tell him, and Jean nods in agreement with a small laugh.

"Sounds fun. Your couch is comfortable, so, i'm all in." He laughs, pushing your head down in a teasing way causing you both to laugh. 

"I'm gonna go change. I somehow still have some clothes in my closet." You say and he nods, going out of his way to follow you after telling your dad that he'd finished up.

Jean was way too interested in your family's place, he didn't comment, he just liked to be able too look and touch things. Feel them for a bit so he could understand what it was. This time, he was paying special attention to all the photos on the wall as you made your way up the stairs.

They were of you and your siblings at sporting events or with your pets, a good couple were of you with ribbons and horses. You had grown out of that phase a long, long time ago, and were happy with that.

He pushes open the door for your bedroom, and you walk in, heading straight over to your closet. You barely had anything. Jean had brought stuff since he knew he would be staying, shit, you guys were moving in with each other soon.

"No, y/n, we are not watching that. There are.. children." Your mother sighs, setting her glass of water down on the coffee table. Jean sat on the couch behind you, looking at his own phone while you and Lydia looked at the movies you had.

"What happened to 'teach 'em young." Your sister snorts, and you laugh under your breath, continuing to look through the countless amounts of DVDs.

"Lydia, jesus. Pick a child-appropriate movie. Not Lost Lust, too erotic. You and Jean can watch that when you get back to your new place." She shakes her head, and Jean laughs.  

"Can they or can they not watch Stand by Me?" You ask, furrowing your eyebrows.

"Just put something on!" Nicholas complains, throwing a pillow at your head and you snicker, chucking it right back.

You yawn, picking a random one that you knew all of you could watch, tossing the DVD package to Chris, who was the only one who seemed to know how to work the player. 

"Interesting.." He says, looking at your film choice. "..But why?"

Jean rubs your shoulder, paying little to no attention to the fact that you were drooling onto his shirt of which he too had changed.

The movie still played in front of you guys, but were only just half-way through. The kids were still awake and so were everyone else. 

He constantly looked down to check if you were okay, his lips curving into a small smile as he kissed the top of your head, then fixing his stare back on the movie, which he was enjoying along with everyone else in the room.

He didn't mind that you were asleep, as long as you were next to him and completely okay.

Jean looks at you again, and then checks his phone quickly.

As something loud goes on in the movie, you flutter your eyes open, and sit up, a little bit pissed at the sudden awakening.

"How long-"

"We're around halfway through. The moment you hit the cushion you probably conked out." He replies in a bit of a whisper, and you nod. "You wanna go to bed?" 

Jean then asks, and you smile, shaking your head with a 'yea'.

"K. Mrs. L/n?" He pulls you up from the couch gently, and she looks back at him, reminding your boyfriend to refer to the woman by her first name now, which he laughed softly.

"We're gonna head up to bed, we're both pretty tired." He tells her and she nods. 

As they always do, Nicholas and Lydia mock kissing and, but your dad hits them on the head with a pillow causing them to shut up immediately.

"Goodnight." You bid them away, and Jean takes your hand, bringing you back upstairs. The room was cold, and dark until Jean switches on the lamp light.

He quickly shuts the door, and locks it, looking at you, and you sigh with a shake of your head and a laugh.

"You're horny."

"It's obvious, isn't it?"

"Always has."

- published 4/24/2021

I wrote another jean fic lol, it's 'bodak yellow' on my
profilee!

and yeah, next chapter is a bit of a filthy smut for 
you motherfuckers