relevant;jean

so in today’s class, my lecturer said “i read readers digest, and it said that if you hold your s/o’s hand while they’re angry, there is a high chance that their anger will dissipate.” 

  • jeremy was angry, and it was probably jean’s fault
  • jean had muttered something under his breath that made jeremy very upset, and jeremy had just shut. down.
  • his lips were pulled into a tight line, and his shoulders were rigid with tension
  • “jer?”
  • they were sitting on the sofa, both of them claiming either ends of it
  • jeremy didn’t answer, but jean knew jeremy was listening
  • “i’m sorry”
  • jeremy flinched. 
  • “i don’t want you to apologize,” jeremy started, and his hands that were fisted loosened up as jeremy continued. “I don’t want you to do things you think is okay, but isn’t.”
  • “you risking your ankle while its still sore just to continue for the championships is not worth it. we are not ravens, jean.”
  • “but i’m the best backliner you have.” its quiet, and disheartening. 
  • “if it means you’ll have to be hospitalized, then no.” 
  • “jeremy, my ankle is fine”
  • “i am not riko.”
  • jean was kneeling on the sofa now, facing jeremy. he reached out to grab one of jeremy’s hands as he continue rattling on with anger. the moment their hands touched, jeremy’s voice softened almost immediately.
  • “we can give up the championships this year. we don’t run our players to the ground, jean.” jeremy doesn’t realize his voice had gotten softer, but jean has, and he’s fascinated.
  • “but it’s your last year, i want it to be worthwhile.” jean replied
  • he let go of jeremy’s hand, and jeremy’s voice rose again
  • “jean, no. we have a goddamn good goalkeeper, and amazing strikers. they can cover for the defense line.”
  • jean took jeremy’s hand again, and his thumb brushed lightly against his knuckles as he murmurs, “mon amour, thank you for being so considerate, but i am really fine.”
  • jeremy shook his head, and jean can see the anger in his eyes fading.
  • jean let go again, and asks, “why are you so angry, jeremy?”
  • jeremy huffed, and jean was almost amused to see the anger returning again. “jean, we are trojans. we respect our players, we treat them like humans. we don’t work our players till they burn out–”
  • jean reached out to grab jeremy’s hand and this time, he holds it firmly. 
  • “goddamn it jean, stop grabbing my hand. i can’t focus properly”
  • jean laughs, harder when jeremy looks at him confused, and kisses jeremy
  • “thank you, jer. for always being so considerate.” 

okay but let’s talk about Jeremy Knox and Jean Moreau for a moment

•Jeremy is sunlight in human form

•and Jean is everything but easy

•The Trojans are all so welcoming 

•but Jean doesn’t know what to do with it

•The only thing he knows he’s grateful for is that Jeremy doesn’t leave his side

•having been raised by ravens means he doesn’t know how to be a person

•and even the thought of going somewhere alone is enough to stop his heart short

•despite this, Jeremy is the bright happiness that Jean needs

•Jean is unable to see this though

•but what he can see is that Jeremy is also the most fierce, loyal, and powerful ally

•Jean will have flashbacks or panic attacks, or just moments of complete disassociation

•and in those moments, Jeremy is tough, there is no softness

•because how can you tell someone “things will get better”, “you are okay”

•when it’s plain as day excuse the pun

•Jean Moreau is not okay

•so instead, Jeremy crouches to Jean’s level

•looks him dead in the eyes, jaw set, eyes darker then Jean’s ever seen them

•”Jean. You are not okay, and you won’t be okay for a long time, but you are strong. Take everything they’ve done to you and make it your armor. Make everyday a battle you will win.”

•”and know that I am your brother in arms”

•for all Jeremy’s softness, it’s his iron-like belief in Jean that makes Jean feel like maybe he can breath

•and maybe his head won’t explode from the horror contained within

•and for so long, Exy was the noose around Jean Moreau’s throat

•but Jeremy Knox comes along, and gently unties the rope, 

•and fashions it into a crown of gold to sit on Jean’s temples