Jean X Reader | Monument (5)
(AN: I know this might not be a song you've heard of, but search it up if you'd like, it's kind of indie/alternative themed song. Idk why but Jean would be an indie pop lover, he just doesn't want to admit it. And anyways...this chapter might suck just because I didn't have any ideas for Jean so... :P.
Jean is wearing a grey hoodie with a white stitching saying "The Definition of Sexy" and simple denim jeans (ha, Jeanception.), he's also wearing socks like the rest of the group and- okay. Everyone. Is. Wearing. Socks. I honestly don't even know what to do with Jean, for all I know, he could be in a tutu wearing a horse mask while doing the Macarena. Let's go on...)
"So, who's singing?"
You yawned and threw your head back, stretching your arms and legs, your head falling onto Jean's lap. He turned over to you and smirked, but a faint blush erupted onto his horse face.
"I swear you're like a cat, (Name)."
"Just because I stretch my limbs out, doesn't mean anything."
"You yawn like one, are affectionate to others when you feel like it. Your head also fell into my lap, like a little kitten. You're pretty comfortable on my lap, why don't you climb on board and enjoy my sexy ride?~
He slyly slid his hand to your chin, bringing the both of you closer. Your natural instincts immediately kicked in. You brought your arm up, shifting to the side, making room for your elbow to fit as you brought your elbow down and hit his groin. Natural instincts.
Jean's eyes were as big as plates as he clutched down there and squirmed. You smiled triumphantly as you got your head off of his lap and jumped up, stretching even more.
"Ha Horse Face! You deserve it!
"You wouldn't be complaining if it was you! Oww!"
"That's what you get when you try to flirt with (Name)!"
"Oh please, at least I'm actually brave enough to express my feelings!"
"Since you're so confident in flirting, why don't you sing for us? Or are you chicken?"
Jean growled, grabbing the mic off of the coffee table. He impatiently scrolled through the sings until pausing and reluctantly pressing play.
{Monument} No detailed description for this, as always, this song will be shorter.
There's a daylight going under...
There's a new spark to discover...
And you know we're not getting any younger...
So remember...this is our time...
The tune started out with a catchy alternative, with a bit of background voices in the back, as Jean started off, awkwardly moving his body around to the beat. His voice not quite hitting the notes but still sounded in. Until at the last part, he pulled you onto your feet as it went on.
I wanna drive...an open road
Can we go out tonight?...
Anything goes...
Let's make a monument for our love, our love
Our love, our love...
Let's make a monument for our love, our love
Our love, our love...
He twirled you around at the first part of the chorus, his hands pulling you closer to him at the next part. The screen bright with many different colors and with its lyrics, your eyes glimmering with wonder at his new side. Who knew he actually sang? He's better than Connie at least.
There's a memory around the corner...
There's an angel on our shoulders...
To remind us life is far from over...
So remember...this is our time...
I wanna drive...an open road
Can we go out tonight?...
Anything goes...
Let's make a monument for our love, our love
Our love, our love...
Let's make a monument for our love, our love
Our love, our love...
Another monument for our love our love, our love, our love...
(Like I said it's shorter but still.)
He twirled you once more before looking into you're eyes and giving you a small hug.
Everyone awwed as you sighed, returning the hug. Dear god...is he really this sweet? Heh...okay then Jean.
You reluctantly pulled away, you swept away the bangs from your face. (If you don't have bangs, just runs hand through your hair. If you don't have hair, scratch your head. If you have fur, gills, horns, etc...go see a doctor.) You pulled him onto the couch as you placed your head on his shoulder. He kissed the top of your head and gave you something that looked like a...heart? It was a really tiny heart, with a red base, a silver lining around it as you saw J + (Your Initial) etched onto it. He slipped it onto your palms, enclosing it and whispering into your ear,
Just a little monument for our love.~
(AN: okay, so this also wasn't one of the best chapters I written but classes and stuff just caught up, that's why this wasn't as good as I thought it'd be, sorry. Another sorry for updating late, like I said, classes and stuff but I really do appreciate that you all are patient enough to wait. Next up will be...I'm not going to tell you. :P But let me know what you guys think, was this bad, good, meh? Don't be afraid to leave a review, I'm always taking constructive criticism. Thanks and bye!