“I’m fine,” Jan insisted in a curt huff as she closed her laptop and briskly left the bedroom. “I just need some air.”
Jaida shook her head, not believing her girlfriend for a second. It didn’t come from their year of dating or three years of knowing each other – anyone that met Jan knew she wore her emotions on her sleeve, and losing out on a role she had been so desperately fighting for would hurt any aspiring actress, let alone one so dedicated to her craft. She picked up right after her. “You know good goddamn well you’re not fine,” she caught her by the wrist and pulled her back in, her free arm wrapping around her waist to steady her, “and it’s okay to not be fine.”
“Baby, you don’t get it,” she sighed, allowing herself to relax in Jaida’s grasp. “Theatre is as cutthroat as Hollywood, everyone’s interchangeable and replaceable. You need a thick skin to survive. I can’t just sit and sulk over not getting a role, it doesn’t matter how badly I wanted it, or how much time and effort I put into it, or how many things I put on hold for it, or–”
She broke down in her arms before she could finish her thought, holding onto her girlfriend as she sobbed, all of her frustrations pouring out to the one person she knew could handle it. It took a few moments for her to collect herself, to pick up her head and look up with watery eyes and ask, “what if I’m just not good enough?”
Jaida frowned and guided Jan to sit with her on the couch. “Now you know that ain’t true, you wouldn’t have gotten this far if it was. You’re allowed to be sad and angry and all of that, but there’s no fucking way I’m letting you throw in the towel over this.”
Jan sniffled, curling into Jaida’s side. “You’re right, I know you’re right,” she exhaled, wiping her eyes. “I don’t know if I could be strong if not for you.”
“Bullshit,” she scoffed, holding her tighter. “You was strong before I came into the picture, and you’d still be strong if I never did. You’re gonna bounce back from this, just like you always do,” she assured, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “C’mon,” she prompted, “let’s get you cleaned up then order in some dinner.”
“Do you wanna go out?” She asked, trying to not let her voice quiver and appear as confident as she could.
Jaida tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear before she replied, “yeah, sure, are the girls meeting at Silk’s or something this weekend?” Jan frowned a little, before clarifying that she meant as in, going out just the two of them together, like on a date.
She had frozen for a second, blinking repeatedly before a blush crept around her cheeks, and Jan was already starting to think she’d fucked up when Jaida smiled, biting her lower lip.
“I’d love to,” she said softly, giving Jan a wide smile that melted her heart.
Summary: Jackie has had a crush on Jan ever since they were 12. They were close since preschool but drifted apart at the start of high school. Now it’s senior year and Jackie’s life seems to be falling apart in front of her eyes. Will she be able to make the best out of a bad situation? Will the arrival of the beautiful new girl help or hinder her?
There across the hall stood the owner of Jackie’s heart in all her blonde glory. Jan had her hair up in a high ponytail and was wearing a knee length purple dress. They had been friends since preschool when the Persian’s family had first moved to New York from Canada. Since the start of high school Jan had taken up theatre, cheerleading and soccer so her and Jackie barely spent time together other than their annual monthly sleepovers. To say it didn’t bother her would be a lie.
“…Jackie!” Widow called reaching over to give her friend’s shoulder a gentle shake. “Hmmn” The Persian questioned. “You were staring at Jan, again weren’t you?” Widow teased. “What! No… I…” The Persian started but was cut off by Widow. “Relax I won’t tell but I would recommend you make a move before Friday.” The taller girl assured her.
“Why?” Jackie inquired as she continued to take her required books out of her locker. “I heard that Greg was going to ask her out after the game.” Widow answered quietly as Jackie shut her locker.
“Quarterback Greg?” The Persian asked. The taller girl nodded with a sad smile. Jackie felt her heart drop to her stomach.
“We have to get to English before Mrs Del Rio throws a bitch fit again.” Widow warned taking her by the arm before they set off towards the English classes on the second floor.
On their way across the hall and towards the stairs someone slammed into Jackie causing her to fall forward and into the strong arms of a beautiful blonde girl.
” Are you ok?” The girl asked. “...Yeah...” Jackie replied as she stared into the girls beautiful blue eyes. Jackie felt like she could drown in them. The girl stared back.
“I would be happy that Jackie found her knight in shining armour under normal circumstances. Almost being late to Mrs Del Rio's class isn’t one of those circumstances though!” Widow's words brought Jackie back to reality. The French girl let go of Jackie’s waist. Widow instantly grabbed the Persian by the arm and started rushing up the stairs.
They got there with a minute to spare. ”I can’t believe you! First you made the stupid knight in shining armour comment and then you don’t t even let me introduce myself or apologise for almost crushing her!” The Persian exclaimed in annoyance. “We both know if you were ever going to apologise or introduce yourself you’d have done it after she asked you if you’re ok. You’re just salty that you can’t continue staring at her.” The taller girl replied with a grin.
Due to some jocks who couldn’t keep quiet they had assigned seats which meant that Widow sat in the Middle of the class between Heidi and Crystal leaving Jackie alone in the back.
As soon as the bell rang a stream of students entered the classroom. Widow sat down at her desk giving Jackie a look that meant they’d be continuing the conversation later. A few seconds later a few more students entered followed by their teacher.
Someone that caught the Persian’s attention. It was the flawless shorter blonde girl with gorgeous blue eyes that sparkled with a hint of mischief. “Settle down. Settle down. We have a lot of work to get through today ." Mrs Del Rio announced as she put her laptop bag and her coffee down on her desk before moving to stand next to the French girl.
“We have a new student today. This is Nicky Doll. She’s an exchange student from France. You can sit in the back next to Jackie.” She said pointing to Jackie. Nicky just nodded and made her way over to Jackie. “We meet again.” The blonde grinned. “Sorry about earlier.” The brunette replied awkwardly as she stared at her desk avoiding eye contact.
“No worries. Do you by any chance know where my next three classes are?” Nicky asked, handing Jackie her timetable. Jackie looked at Nicky for the first time since the French girl sat down.
Jackie took in as much of her appearance as possible. She was met with those sparkly blue eyes, high cheekbones, plump kissable lips covered in Rose coloured lipstick. Jackie’s gaze travelled down scanning her outfit from her black leather jacket and her crop top that ended a bit above her belly button exposing a bit of her toned abs to her black skirt that ended mid thigh and accentuated her tanned legs and finally her black ankle boots. Nicky cleared her throat snapping the Persian out of her trance.
“ At least buy me dinner first!” The French girl giggled “Oh!... No!... No it’s not like that!” Jackie babbled getting extremely red. ”Relax I get it you're not into girls.” Nicky’s smile dropped slightly. “Oh no! No, I'm into girls. It’s just that...” Jackie tried explaining without making the situation any more awkward. “Oh there’s someone else! Who’s the lucky girl?” Nicky asked with a smile.
“Oh no I’m not dating anyone. I’m in love with this girl though. She’s beautiful, kind, extremely funny. She’s always smiling. I’ve known her since I was six. But that doesn’t matter.” The Persian’s whole mood fell instantly. “What do you mean it doesn’t matter?” Nicky asked confusedly.
“There’s this football player and he’s going to ask her out Friday night after the big game.” Jackie explained sadly. “Well it’s only Tuesday so you still have time!” Nicky cheerfully. You're right....” Jackie replied with a small smile.
“Ok you’ve got Math with Heidi and Rock next. Then Science with me and finally History with Widow before lunch.” The brunette changed the topic. ”I’ll introduce you to Heidi after class, but for now we should probably pay attention.” Jackie gave her a small smile.
Thirty minutes later the bell rang signifying the end of the period. Jackie had managed to take decent notes for the rest of the period.
She quickly put her books and pencil bag in her backpack before she rushed to where Heidi and Widow were putting away their books.
“Hey Heidi. Nicky has Math with Mrs Visage now too, do you mind showing her where to go and letting her sit with you and Rock?” Jackie asked as Nicky made her way towards them. “Sure! I’ll gladly take her under my wing.” Heidi answered with a mischievous smile as she quickly made her way to Nicky.
“Come on new girl! We can’t be late for math.” She said as she pulled Nicky out of the class and down the hall. ”I wonder what kind of ‘brilliant’ idea she came up with this time?” Widow smiled and just shook her head as they made their way to Mrs Petruschin’s biology class at the other end of the second floor hallway.
AN: This is my first Rpdr fanfic. Lots of love to Zyan for not only encouraging me to post this but assisting me with my tumblr issues earlier. This has now been edited. (thanks again Zyan )
prompt: jessence fluff in the black widow jaida universe?
black widow jaida my beloved 🖤
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Jaida had been pacing around her room for the better part of the last ten minutes. She knew this conversation had to come eventually, but it didn’t make her dread it any less. After six months of her relationship with Jan, it was time to tell her the truth of how her last one ended.
“Hey, I got your text. What’s up?” Jan asked as she came up to the bedroom, toeing out of her shoes and sitting at the edge of their bed.
After a moment’s hesitation, Jaida sat next to Jan. “I need to tell you something. Listen, I know I told you that my late husband died of a heart attack, but the truth is—”
“You poisoned him.”
She blinked in surprise. “You knew?”
Jan shrugged. “I suspected it,” she admitted, looking down before back up at her girlfriend. “But I know you, Jaida. And I love you. I know you would never do anything to hurt anyone if they didn’t deserve it,” she took her hand and squeezed it gently. “I don’t know what he did to you, and you don’t ever have to tell me, but I’m sure it landed him right where he deserves to be.”
Jaida nodded slowly as she listened. “But how did you know it was poison specifically?”
“I watch a lot of true crime while you’re at work,” she explained with a soft laugh. “Most wives go that route, harder to get caught that way. And you know I’ll vouch for you no matter what.”
She smiled, wrapping her arm around the younger woman and pressing a kiss to her temple. “You really my ride or die, huh?”
“As it turns out, killing men isn’t much of a dealbreaker for me,” she giggled.
Jaida laughed, tilting Jan’s chin up with her free hand and kissing her tenderly. “I love you so damn much, I just didn’t wanna risk losing you.”
Jan nodded in understanding. “I get why you waited to tell me, but I’m glad you did. Besides, if you didn’t, I would’ve just asked Heidi, she can’t keep a secret to save her life.”
jan/jaida + all stars au for the prompts? remembered how much jaida was hyping up jan during their ig lives before 😔
It was a viewing party for the premiere, Jaida and Jan were hosting it, thriving off the enthusiasm from the crowd, who were all thrilled to see Jan back in the game.
But no one was more excited than Jaida, who took every opportunity to point out how good Jan looked or how well he did in the challenge or on the runway. “I just can’t tell y’all enough how proud I am of this bitch, she’s gonna slay this whole season,” he said as the episode was ending.
“Aww, I love you, Jaida,” Jan cooed sweetly, the two of them sharing a warm embrace.
The gig went on a bit longer, then the two of them escaped to the dressing room. “I’m really glad you’re here, it means a lot to have someone rooting for me like that.”
Jaida reached out and squeezed Jan’s hand. “You know you always got a cheerleader in me, I believe in you and so does everyone in here because you got this,” he assured.
Jan hugged him tightly. “I love you so much, you’re the best.”
“Yeah,” he exhaled and said “I love you too,” with a much deeper undertone.
