give me love and death

perhaps you might show me the light. Jehan. 19. Associated with The Future is Bright RP. (Mun is 18+!)

[hotdadjeanvaljean-blog]

Valjean just sat quietly, a steady presence while he waited for Jehan to calm in their own time. It was what he was typically good for, someone to simply be there.

He was a bit surprised at what they said when they finally spoke, unsure what to say for a moment and quickly trying to think of something.

"Whatever for?" he finally asked, frowning as he looked at them. As far as he knew they were a nice boy, nothing that would deserve being disowned for.

[flowersinmybonnet]

And the tears started again. Jehan felt so ashamed, crying in front of someone they barely knew, over something that was entirely their fault. They took deep breaths, trying to stop the tears from falling down their cheeks.

"Came out to them," they said softly. "I told them I'm not a boy. And that I like boys. They didn't like it. S-So they said they would think about it and eventually they must have done enough thinking and decided they didn't want me because I'm not the perfect son who would marry a girl that they wanted."

They practically spat their words, eyebrows furrowing. They were angry, they were sad, they were ashamed. They were feeling, and it was far too much for them right now.

[hotdadjeanvaljean-blog]

"It’s alright, it’ll be okay," Valjean’s learned parental training kicked in quickly and he led Jehan to the couch before sitting them down, grabbing a box of tissues and a glass of water before he returned to them.

"Just take your time, it’s okay," Valjean sat next to them, putting a tentative hand on their shoulder. He wasn’t sure what they would be comfortable with and left it at that, a worried and concerned look on his face.

[flowersinmybonnet]

Jehan immediately took a tissue, dabbing at their damp cheeks and eyes. After a moment they grabbed the water as well, taking a long sip. They felt embarrassed for crying in front of him, someone they barely knew. They sniffled and wiped their nose, taking a few moments.

But Valjean's touch was so comforting, so parental. They nearly fell into hysterics again, but they kept composure, a shaking hand clutching onto their tissue.

"Parents," they said quietly, looking at the ground. They felt too ashamed to even say it. "Disowned me."

[hotdadjeanvaljean-blog]

Valjean had been carefully decorating the house when he heard the knock on the door, setting the bat he’d been hanging from the ceiling fan down before he walked towards the front of the house.

He frowned slightly at the sight of Jehan standing there with the tears on their face.

"Are you alright?" he immediately reached out to gently guide them into the house before shutting the door.

[flowersinmybonnet]

"I.."

Jehan had never really spoken to the twins' father. It was usually their mother that they chatted with. They couldn't help but be intimidated by his sheer size. But emotions know no bounds, and they almost immediately started sobbing again when they were lead inside.

"No," they managed to get out, still trying to dry off their face. "'M sorry.."

[flowersinmybonnet]

Jehan had never felt this alone, this unwanted, this broken.

They rang the doorbell at the Fauchelevent house, unsure of who else to turn to. They had known Enjolras and Cosette for a long time, perhaps they could give some guidance.

They did not, however, expect their friends' dad to open the door, in time to see their tear lined face.

"Oh, um, sorry," they said awkwardly, quickly rubbing their sleeve against their eyes to hide the tears. Words escaped them, they were unable to ask if Enjolras or Cosette was home.

[attendrelaube-blog]

"Of course it will, I’m just making sure of it."

[flowersinmybonnet]

"You become more of a mother to me each day."

[attendrelaube-blog]

"I am. If you don’t take care of yourself early on it will only get worse and then you’d have to see a doctor."

[flowersinmybonnet]

"It's just a little cold. Not as bad as Enjolras's anyways. It would pass on it's own."

[attendrelaube-blog]

"It’s good for you."

[flowersinmybonnet]

"You're so mean to me. Take pity, dear Combeferre."

[attendrelaube-blog]

"I got you orange juice didn’t I?"

[flowersinmybonnet]

"And now we're back to this. I don't even like orange juice."

[attendrelaube-blog]

"We haven’t been taught bedside manners yet."

[flowersinmybonnet]

"Don't you care for me in my time of need? I could die."

[attendrelaube-blog]

"Even though you’re terrible when you’re sick."

[flowersinmybonnet]

"Rude."

[attendrelaube-blog]

"The epitome of maturity."

[flowersinmybonnet]

"You love me."

[attendrelaube-blog]

"It’s good for your immune system so you’ll just have to be a big kid and drink it."

[flowersinmybonnet]

"Fine, Maman." Jehan makes a face at their roommate much like the big kid they are as they drink the juice.

[coldasfireboldasice]

 ”No…the doctor said I shouldn’t be contagious after I started medication…Plus I haven’t had any yet.”

[flowersinmybonnet]

"Oh, that is perfect then. Thank you very much."

[youhavecalledmeeponine]

Wanna sneak into the kitchen and eat all of the donuts before breakfast?

[flowersinmybonnet]

"Sounds delicious, I'm game for that."

[youhavecalledmeeponine]

Let’s wait for Combeferre to go to sleep, and then sneak into his room and shave his head.

[flowersinmybonnet]

"Funny but I don't know if he would appreciate that."

[coldasfireboldasice]

"Mom made soup. Want some?"

[flowersinmybonnet]

"Do I have to worry about cooties? Thanks, I'm starving."

[flowersinmybonnet]

"Anyone want to grab some food before or after the meeting? I don't feel like cooking."