SEXTAPE, PART III,
CHAPTER 58.

" 𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐍. "

the next afternoon.

"Whatever happens, trust me y/n, everything will be okay. Now stop your crying." He tells you in a lulling tone, kissing the side of your lips softly. 

You didn't mean to be crying, but you were honestly scared of what the results could possibly be. You had to be somewhere tonight, and couldn't just put it to the side and leave it in the dust as if something did happen.

It had only been the next morning when Jean found out about the tests, and he hadn't even seemed angered in the slightest. Although as he spoke to you in the bathroom, his voice was laced with concern.

He had found the two tests in the trash can when he was going to empty it out. You obviously weren't very good at hiding things, which he had made fun of you about to bring out something good in the time of worry.

And now, the two of you sat on the ground in the bathroom, backs against the wall as you held the sticks in one hand, the tiny panels facing the ground. You had given them a bit of a clean, no water involved, since you knew it would fuck up the results.

Either way, Jean refused to touch it, which just made you laugh even more in your current state.

"Before we do this, I uh, just wanted to say that I had a weird feeling this was gonna end up happening. I should've said something, but I was waiting for your word on it, hoping for you to tell me that your implant hadn't been replaced, or that you were on the pill now. But, it's my fault that this is happening, so.. I don't really know. I'm sorry." He sighs, rubbing his eyes.

You look back at him and take in a deep breath before letting go of it, and looking down at the tests.

"You don't have to be sorry. It was my fault in the end, if I am pregnant. I missed the date for my appointment to check on the implant or whatever. But i mean, now look where we are. Sitting on the bathroom floor waiting to see if I'm pregnant or not. This is so romantic, isn't it Jean?" You tease, nudging him in the side in which he chuckles at you softly. "But, hey, let's just get this over with." You say, locking fingers with Jean.

Neither of you wanted kids just yet, but if it was true, nothing would change in your relationship, and that was a fact. The words had come out of both of your mouth's, and so it was set. Nothing would get in the way of it.

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@sainty/n

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You smile to yourself, looking at your post that your managers would probably take down while you were off of your account. You made sure that it wasn't a single photo, but attached to another since it would look ugly on your board.

Jean was at the steering wheel, taking you and him downtown to the some hotel building for some huge event for 4th of July that many celebrities, well known and small would be at. You would eventually be taken to a banquet hall, or ballroom of some sort.

Soon, the two of you arrived at the elegant hotel, and Jean handed the keys to the BMW to the valet, and you just held onto his arm, clutching your hand wallet tightly. 

You were both greeted by bellhops, hosts, and so many others. 

He talked politely to the older woman at the front desk on where he could find your next destination, and where your reserved table was.

Once again, you were dragged elsewhere, seemingly into the room where the events would take place. It was like a ballroom, and incredibly luxurious. 

Billionaires, Millionaires, CEO's, Rap stars, R&B stars, artists and musicians, models, actors and actresses, etc. were in that room chatting and drinking away to their own desires. You were normally out like this all the time, back home in New York or really whenever you were invited. Life like this was so fun, honestly, but it got tiring at certain points.

"There are some ladies I want you to meet, you'll probably know 'em from the modeling agency, or just celebrity shit. Connie's 'round here somewhere, and so are a few others I know." Jean speaks, taking your hand and taking you to the bar where the bartender was handing out Fourth of July cocktails on the house while you awaited the people you were to meet.

"Thank you." You say as the man hands you your drink, and you take a quick swig, and Jean does the same as his is passed to him. 

"Oh, here they are. I'll be back." Jean says, kissing you on the cheek and you could taste the sweet, yet bitter flavor of the cocktail on his lips.

"Don't just leave. Where are you going?" You ask, holding onto his arms.

"They have complimentary sandwiches, and I wanna find Connie. I promise I'll be back. Either way we're with each other so much, go mingle with some other ladies." 

You nod in defeat, rolling your eyes a bit and kissing his cheek before he leaves you towards a few other men who greeted him happily. He seemed like he was in heaven already, and that's what you wanted for him.

You turn in your seat, taking a sip of your alcohol, but were suddenly hugged by a girl with silvery blonde hair, and a pretty face. Another woman followed, seeming much younger than her, but only a bit younger than you. She was gorgeous, just like the other.

"So you're y/n. Connie told me about you, and so did Jean. They told me you were hot but I didn't think you'd be this hot. Damn. I'm Taylor, by the way." She says, extending your hand in which you take kindly.

"That's me, and well, thanks." You say slyly, before the other girl introduces herself.

"Name's Erica, and Tay's right, you are fine." She smirks, and the three of you laugh. You finally were hanging out with people other than Vinnie, Carmella and Adam. You loved them to death but this was something much different than doing homework and watching horror movies.

"Listen don't take this the weird way since we both have boyfriends, but when did you start tolerating Jean?" Erica asks, thanking the bartender as he hands her one of the free cocktails.

"I wasn't going to, but once we started acting for 'Attack on Titan' together. Throughout the breaks through seasons we were acting in other stuff too, so, we got close." You tell her. "Then we fucked and got together."

"God that's so romantic." Taylor laughs, and you three proceed to chat. The three of you joked and talked about many different things, even sharing some secrets. Bond's like these would last, and that was a fact. One big question was how many people were actually here, it must've been at least 2,000.

"Here, you should get our numbers!" Erica offers, taking your wrist and pulling a black sharpie from her wallet. She seemed to always be prepared.

Erica writes her and Taylor's numbers down on to your wrist, and as she does so you look to the side. Jean was eyeing you, not in a bad way or anything, but like a swooning boy when he saw a girl he liked at school. 

You flip him the bird kindly, blowing him a kiss in which he pretends to catch and the two of you laugh quietly from across the room together.

You loved this man so, so much.

( - PUBLISHED 5/24/21. )

ugh yall i had something to tell
u guys but now i forget :/