We all know that canonically Sesshōmaru has only one true wife, right?
(I am far from happy with the result but... for my birthday I truly wanted to make something to express all my love for Jaken, yeah, you, my little weird gremlin, you stole my heart from the very first moment.)
my good friend @stubbornhalfbreed and i teamed up to do this needed au <3 :
“I saved your life and now you won’t leave me alone and damn you’re annoying but I’ll save you again cause your my annoyance now” by dailyau
also, s/o to @theinuyashareader for inspiring me to write this 😂
{sesshomaru/jaken. modern au. 1,201 words. my ff.net/ao3.}
for reference! Jaken inspo :: sesshomaru inspo.
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Jaken was a boring man.
His alarm blares at 6 a.m. every weekday. Rubbing his eyes, he rolls out of the same ol’ bed, reaching to shut off the same ol’ noise, in his same ol’ clothes.
He drags his feet across the wooden floors, yawning as he makes his way to the bathroom to get ready for another same ol’ day.
His routine went something like this:
6:10 a.m.
He brushes his teeth -- up and down, back to front -- as his brown pajama hat lays lopsided on his head. The lone chirps of birds outside his window is the only thing cutting through the silence.
6:15 a.m.
He doesn’t take that long to shower; soap glides all over his body, shampoo is scrubbed into his hair as the steam fogs up the bathroom mirror.
He hums elevator-type-music (something he hears all the time heading up to his office) a bit to himself, but that’s about all you’ll be hearing from him.
Droplets of water hit the floor as he steps out and wraps a plain white towel around his waist. Walking back to his room, you would think you’d at least hear him wonder, “What should I wear today?”
But that question isn’t necessary because he pulls out the same dark brown button-down long sleeve, black tie, belt, and pants and dark brown shoes every. single. time.
And it’s not that he wears the same exact clothes, he just has the same ones in multiple quantities (think that scene in the 2002 Powerpuff girls movie where they all question “What to wear?” and it’s one large collection of their same outfits).
6:30 a.m. (or something like that)
Heading to the same ol’ kitchen, he makes the same ol’ oatmeal for breakfast. Jaken places the bowl full of oatmeal on his kitchen table.
He waddles back to the coffee maker to make his one cup of coffee. He only ever adds milk.
7:00 a.m.
Jaken heads out the door to the bus stop.
He waits with his black satchel slinged on his shoulder. Other people -- a mom carrying her child, a teenager blowing (obnoxious) bubble gum bubbles, and a university student in uniform -- join him at the stop.
The baby looks no more than 10 months old and is swaddled in his mother’s arms. The baby glances up at Jaken, giggling with a small smile, but he doesn’t respond.
Yeah, the guy doesn’t show much emotion.
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Walking into the doors at work, he can barely push the glass doors open.
He ignores the hello from the receptionist as he heads straight to the elevator, opening as if expecting him. Jaken heads in spinning to press his floor number.
The elevator slowly rose to his work floor.
He sits down at his cubicle in the accounting section. He was one out of three accountants.
“Good morning, Jaken!” said a woman he had forgotten the name of.
“Oh,” he turned his head. “Morning.”
The lady blushed, leaning on the short wall that divided the two. She had short black hair, glasses, and had the first two buttons of her blouse undone -- features Jaken didn’t care much about.
She continued staring at him even though he already looked away to continue work on his thin-screened computer. “How are you today?”
Jaken shrugged, still looking at his screen, “Oh you know, same ol’ day.”
“Haha!” she laughed trying to add emotion. “I know what you mean.” She fiddled with the stack of papers tucked in her arms before asking:
“Wanna grab a cup of coffee together after work?”
“Ah, sorry,” the man mumbled as he actually made some eye contact. “I got a lot of work to do today.” He barely cracked his signature this-is-me-politely-turning-you-down smile.
And that was his third time using that excuse. On a third different woman.
Well, aside from that, not much else happened at work, or at least not much Jaken paid mind to.
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The clock struck 4.
“Quitting time,” Jaken thought as he saved his excel sheets and went to shut off his computer. Walking towards the elevator leaving with the rest of his coworkers in a herd.
Piling into the elevator him and his coworkers glided down to the lobby of the building.
Jaken walks through the lobby.
“Jaken!”
Jaken turned back to see his boss, and he almost let out sigh but he kept his demeanor professional.
“Did you happen to get the bank reconciliation for March finished?” Jaken boss asked
“Yes, they should be in your inbox, I submitted them at noon.” Jaken stated.
Jaken’s boss took out his phone and tapped it a couple times, “Ah, so it is.” he stated “Thanks for getting those done Jaken. Have a good one. ”
Jaken nodded and then turned around. If he didn’t get to the bus by 4:20, he would be late to get home.
Jaken was never late.
Once getting out of the lobby of his building. He scanned his usual walk and knew even running he would still be 15 minutes away from his bus stop. Then he saw it. A short cut. Perfect.
Jaken cut down the alley without a second thought. The shadow from the buildings covered the alley to make it darker. Jaken making his way through the alley did not keep an eye on his usual surroundings.
Click!
Jaken turned around to look at three thugs, one holding a gun pointing at Jaken.
Jaken put his hands up before the thugs could say anything.
“Give us the wallet.” the thug holding the gun says.
Jaken reaches into his pants to grab his wallet but before he can throw it on the ground they are interrupted by a cold voice.
“Move.” the man ordered from behind the thugs. The man had white hair, short hair and a suit to match, one hand was in his pocket as he stared blankly straight ahead.
“You want to die old man?” The thug on the left of the one with the gun yelled as he turned around.
“I said, move.” The man in white ordered again, removing his hand from his pocket.
This time all the thugs turned around ready to take the man on. The thug with the gun goes to shoot. But before he can pull the trigger, the man in white disarms him with a quick move and elbows in face. The two other thugs yell and go to attack in protest. The man dodges them expertly making them attack each other instead of him.
Jaken stands there in shock watching the fight unfold in front of him. Watching the man in white move as if these three thugs were nothing to him.
Once all the thugs were knocked out, the man in white straightened his sports coat and kept walking.
“Oh thank you. Thank you!” Jaken proclaimed in awe, almost bowing.
The man did not answer as he kept on walking and passed Jaken without even looking at him.
Jaken followed him, completely forgetting about his goal to get to the bus stop on time.
“Can I ask, what is your name?” Jaken asked.
“Sesshomaru,” The man states without looking back.
a/n: I hope you enjoyed as much as we did writing!!! PART 2 WILL BE UP ON @stubbornhalfbreed‘S PAGE! <3
