Jaafar Jackson x Fem!Reader
Los Angeles, California — 2026
You stood next to Jaafar, trying to look normal, but your feet were killing you. Every few seconds, you shifted your weight, only for the strain to get worse.
You thought you were hiding it well, smiling awkwardly at the cameras pointed in you and Jaafar’s direction.
Jaafar glanced over at you briefly. Sensing your discomfort, he slipped an arm around your waist in an attempt to comfort you before turning back to the man interviewing him about the movie.
Soon, the conversation wrapped up, and he turned fully to you. “You okay?”
“Yeah,” you said quickly.
He hummed, unconvinced, but chose to leave it alone.
A few minutes later, he caught you shifting again.
“Okay, what’s wrong, baby?”
You exhaled through your nose, giving up. “My feet hurt.”
His expression softened. “Why didn’t you say something?”
“Because this is important to you,” you muttered, gesturing to the crowd lining the red carpet. “I can survive a few hours.”
He let out a soft laugh, then turned to the woman who had just stepped up beside him with a microphone in hand.
“Give us a minute,” he said, before guiding you off the carpet and weaving through the crowd.
You sighed. “J, I’m fine. You should go back.”
“Sit,” he said, gesturing to a small bench near the wall.
Relief hit you instantly, and you let out a tired sigh.
Jaafar watched you with a small smile as he shrugged off his long coat.
“What are you doing?” you asked, confused.
Reaching into the inside pocket, he pulled out a pair of sandals.
You blinked at him. “…Jaafar.”
He shrugged, squatting down in front of you as he gently took your ankle. “Lift your foot.”
He carefully slipped off your heels, replacing them with the sandals. “Better?”
“Thank you, J,” you said, smiling.
“Mhm,” he hummed, standing and offering you his hand. You took it, letting him pull you up.
Before you could crouch down to grab your heels, he beat you to it, holding them in his right hand while his left laced through yours.
authors note: heyy, i wanted to write something for Jaafar and this was the only concept I could come up with so… my bad it’s so short :/
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