SHIELD Communications agent, currently assigned to the Helicarrier. Mun and muse are both over 21. Current M!A: None Current relationship: Jean Lenormand
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Avec toi, la vie est belle • Life is beautiful with you • /a.vɛk twa la vi ɛ bɛl/
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“Oh, Jean...”
Words were woefully incomplete in the face of this story. He had never even hinted at the idea that he had such a tragic past, one that was entirely out of his control and had haunted him since his actual birth. She shifted around and put her arms around him, hugging him tight without a sound but slight snuffing, for a good long time.
She finally eased back and leveled her eyes with his. “Jean, you’re more than enough, you’re what I want, and what this baby will need and we both love you. I won’t give up either, I promise.”
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Oh, questions. She didn’t want questions right now but wasn’t sure how long she could keep this up, despite her mask being on pretty tight at the moment. She shrugged slightly and let her head bobble in consideration. “It was good, I think. I hope it ends…as well.” She looked to her plate and chewed her lip, the hand holding her fork resting on the table as if she was suddenly tired. It just wasn’t going to get any better than this moment, she was sure.
“Jean. How do you feel about children? Remind me again?”
Alright, it was time to stop playing. Jean delicately put down his fork and put his finger on her mouth.
“Darling, love of my life, sun of days, you know how I feel about children. I already told you and I don’t want any of us to get all emotional again without a good reason and I mean a very good reason.”
“So I’m good to remove my finger from your sweet tender fruity lips and then you’re going to tell me what is going on. Okay?”
Tab nodded a bit, and took a shallow breath when he took his finger away. Her lips worked as she set her fork down and looked for the right words. As if there were any to be had.
“I…I guess my birth control failed. I swear I’ve been taking it regular all this time. But…oh, Jean.” She shuffled, her voice going slightly hoarse. “Jean, I’m pregnant. And I don’t know what to do.”
For what seemed to him the millionth time this evening, Jean shushed his own heart to hear hers better. He took her hand and let his thumb caress her wrist until he found her pulse.
“First of all my darling, don’t feast on all the blame all for yourself. After all, I should have covered myself before entering, shouldn’t I?”
Tab stared at him for a moment, her eyes glazed with tears. “Jean. This isn’t your fault. It’s not my fault either, it’s the stupid medication that didn’t do its job. Please, don’t blame yourself? …the doc says that the good thing about it being faulty is that it shouldn’t hurt the baby. That is…it’s a good thing if you think it is.”
“No Darling”
“I don’t think it’s a good thing. I think I never thought that I would met a woman who would want to bare our child. Not only did you say that you want to but furthermore you currently are.” He brushed his lips with his towel. “I don’t think it’s just a good thing. I think it’s excellent, tremendous… I think I have no words to describe how I feel.” Jean gulped to get back his calm.
“But I don’t care about how I feel I care about you. Whatever you want to do I’ll here for you. We’ll manage, alright?”
#I am a schlub who was at first trying to not rush you#see how that worked out#I am just a lazy thing but I adore you#forgive me!
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She took a breath and leaned in, putting her forehead to his for a long moment, his cologne and scent soothing, his words reassuring. “I know you’re not lying to me. It’s not doubt in you, trust me. It’s doubt in everything else right now...but I know you’re not lying, sweetheart.” She straightened up again and smiled to him, taking one of his hands in her own.
“You...are going to be a great dad. But tell me about your mother...please? Pretty sure you haven’t talked about her before.” She patted the bench next to her and squeezed his hand gently.
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Oh, questions. She didn’t want questions right now but wasn’t sure how long she could keep this up, despite her mask being on pretty tight at the moment. She shrugged slightly and let her head bobble in consideration. “It was good, I think. I hope it ends…as well.” She looked to her plate and chewed her lip, the hand holding her fork resting on the table as if she was suddenly tired. It just wasn’t going to get any better than this moment, she was sure.
“Jean. How do you feel about children? Remind me again?”
Alright, it was time to stop playing. Jean delicately put down his fork and put his finger on her mouth.
“Darling, love of my life, sun of days, you know how I feel about children. I already told you and I don’t want any of us to get all emotional again without a good reason and I mean a very good reason.”
“So I’m good to remove my finger from your sweet tender fruity lips and then you’re going to tell me what is going on. Okay?”
Tab nodded a bit, and took a shallow breath when he took his finger away. Her lips worked as she set her fork down and looked for the right words. As if there were any to be had.
“I…I guess my birth control failed. I swear I’ve been taking it regular all this time. But…oh, Jean.” She shuffled, her voice going slightly hoarse. “Jean, I’m pregnant. And I don’t know what to do.”
For what seemed to him the millionth time this evening, Jean shushed his own heart to hear hers better. He took her hand and let his thumb caress her wrist until he found her pulse.
“First of all my darling, don’t feast on all the blame all for yourself. After all, I should have covered myself before entering, shouldn’t I?”
Tab stared at him for a moment, her eyes glazed with tears. “Jean. This isn’t your fault. It’s not my fault either, it’s the stupid medication that didn’t do its job. Please, don’t blame yourself? …the doc says that the good thing about it being faulty is that it shouldn’t hurt the baby. That is…it’s a good thing if you think it is.”
“No Darling”
“I don’t think it’s a good thing. I think I never thought that I would met a woman who would want to bare our child. Not only did you say that you want to but furthermore you currently are.” He brushed his lips with his towel. “I don’t think it’s just a good thing. I think it’s excellent, tremendous… I think I have no words to describe how I feel.” Jean gulped to get back his calm.
“But I don’t care about how I feel I care about you. Whatever you want to do I’ll here for you. We’ll manage, alright?”
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She didn’t mean to stare, but she prayed that he caught a glimpse of the love, the gratitude that she held for him in this moment. She choked back a sob and managed a slight grin at the mention of that ill-fated movie trip.
“Oh Jean. Only you could see it like that. I...are you really alright with this? It’s such a tangle to me right now, and doesn’t seem real yet.”
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Oh, questions. She didn’t want questions right now but wasn’t sure how long she could keep this up, despite her mask being on pretty tight at the moment. She shrugged slightly and let her head bobble in consideration. “It was good, I think. I hope it ends…as well.” She looked to her plate and chewed her lip, the hand holding her fork resting on the table as if she was suddenly tired. It just wasn’t going to get any better than this moment, she was sure.
“Jean. How do you feel about children? Remind me again?”
Alright, it was time to stop playing. Jean delicately put down his fork and put his finger on her mouth.
“Darling, love of my life, sun of days, you know how I feel about children. I already told you and I don’t want any of us to get all emotional again without a good reason and I mean a very good reason.”
“So I’m good to remove my finger from your sweet tender fruity lips and then you’re going to tell me what is going on. Okay?”
Tab nodded a bit, and took a shallow breath when he took his finger away. Her lips worked as she set her fork down and looked for the right words. As if there were any to be had.
“I…I guess my birth control failed. I swear I’ve been taking it regular all this time. But…oh, Jean.” She shuffled, her voice going slightly hoarse. “Jean, I’m pregnant. And I don’t know what to do.”
For what seemed to him the millionth time this evening, Jean shushed his own heart to hear hers better. He took her hand and let his thumb caress her wrist until he found her pulse.
“First of all my darling, don’t feast on all the blame all for yourself. After all, I should have covered myself before entering, shouldn’t I?”
Tab stared at him for a moment, her eyes glazed with tears. “Jean. This isn’t your fault. It’s not my fault either, it’s the stupid medication that didn’t do its job. Please, don’t blame yourself? …the doc says that the good thing about it being faulty is that it shouldn’t hurt the baby. That is…it’s a good thing if you think it is.”
“No Darling”
“I don’t think it’s a good thing. I think I never thought that I would met a woman who would want to bare our child. Not only did you say that you want to but furthermore you currently are.” He brushed his lips with his towel. “I don’t think it’s just a good thing. I think it’s excellent, tremendous… I think I have no words to describe how I feel.” Jean gulped to get back his calm.
“But I don’t care about how I feel I care about you. Whatever you want to do I’ll here for you. We’ll manage, alright?”
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She froze at his first words, her heart nearly stopping as she got a sinking feeling that was worse than her earlier apprehension, it went straight to her toes and kept plummeting towards the earth far below the ship. It left her numb to the point that she nearly missed his rebound. Excellent...what? Good thing...but...
“Oh, my god, Jean. It’s...” she trailed off, feeling dizzy as she caught up to where he was on the page. She put a hand on the table and stared at him, pale and silent for a long moment before her usual nature came back in a rush. “I...I want it and I want you and I don’t know how to make it all work but that’s what I want. I know we can do it.”
She took up her water glass with a trembling hand and took a quick gulp. “I love you. I do, I’m sorry that I told you like this.”
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Oh, questions. She didn’t want questions right now but wasn’t sure how long she could keep this up, despite her mask being on pretty tight at the moment. She shrugged slightly and let her head bobble in consideration. “It was good, I think. I hope it ends…as well.” She looked to her plate and chewed her lip, the hand holding her fork resting on the table as if she was suddenly tired. It just wasn’t going to get any better than this moment, she was sure.
“Jean. How do you feel about children? Remind me again?”
Alright, it was time to stop playing. Jean delicately put down his fork and put his finger on her mouth.
“Darling, love of my life, sun of days, you know how I feel about children. I already told you and I don’t want any of us to get all emotional again without a good reason and I mean a very good reason.”
“So I’m good to remove my finger from your sweet tender fruity lips and then you’re going to tell me what is going on. Okay?”
Tab nodded a bit, and took a shallow breath when he took his finger away. Her lips worked as she set her fork down and looked for the right words. As if there were any to be had.
“I…I guess my birth control failed. I swear I’ve been taking it regular all this time. But…oh, Jean.” She shuffled, her voice going slightly hoarse. “Jean, I’m pregnant. And I don’t know what to do.”
For what seemed to him the millionth time this evening, Jean shushed his own heart to hear hers better. He took her hand and let his thumb caress her wrist until he found her pulse.
“First of all my darling, don’t feast on all the blame all for yourself. After all, I should have covered myself before entering, shouldn’t I?”
Tab stared at him for a moment, her eyes glazed with tears. “Jean. This isn’t your fault. It’s not my fault either, it’s the stupid medication that didn’t do its job. Please, don’t blame yourself? …the doc says that the good thing about it being faulty is that it shouldn’t hurt the baby. That is…it’s a good thing if you think it is.”
“No Darling”
“I don’t think it’s a good thing. I think I never thought that I would met a woman who would want to bare our child. Not only did you say that you want to but furthermore you currently are.” He brushed his lips with his towel. “I don’t think it’s just a good thing. I think it’s excellent, tremendous… I think I have no words to describe how I feel.” Jean gulped to get back his calm.
“But I don’t care about how I feel I care about you. Whatever you want to do I’ll here for you. We’ll manage, alright?”
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This SO is them and GDI Tumblr, TELL me when I have a message ffs....
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Tab stared at him for a moment, her eyes glazed with tears. “Jean. This isn’t your fault. It’s not my fault either, it’s the stupid medication that didn’t do its job. Please, don’t blame yourself? ...the doc says that the good thing about it being faulty is that it shouldn’t hurt the baby. That is...it’s a good thing if you think it is.”
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Jean knew that he was good at reading faces, but her smile afterward made him wonder if he was wrong. He let himself get dragged inside the room deciding that she would tell him whatever was on her mind, tonight. But for the moment, she was the future mother of his children, he had no doubt about that. It would happen.
“You’re right, my Sun, where are my priorities”
He closed the door then get back to her. He took her in his arms and gave her all his focus, even forgetting to smile. He wanted to fell entirely that first kiss of the night and who cares if he would lost himself in it for an eternity? He head to forgot his day and remember his love.
That kiss gave her strength, bolstered her resolve and granted focus. This man…she loved him with all her heart, and this was going to be fine. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and nuzzled at his lips. “I’m glad you’re here, supper is here, and I have some good coffee for after. Come sit, let’s eat before it gets cold, huh?”
Not letting her go, Jean pucked his nose up in the air, taking some inquisitive sniffs. “True, I hadn’t notice the smell, while I was under your spell.” His smile beamed back at her. “What did you prepare, my dear? It smells delicious!”
Okay, THAT made her laugh, an honest outburst of amusement. She covered her mouth as she grinned wide and eyed him. “Me? Me cook? Oh honey, I can’t do much here, and I don’t dare try to outdo the kitchens. I ordered up some roast and mashed potatoes and seared veggies…a little salad…how does that sound, mm?”
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Tab nodded a bit, and took a shallow breath when he took his finger away. Her lips worked as she set her fork down and looked for the right words. As if there were any to be had.
“I…I guess my birth control failed. I swear I’ve been taking it regular all this time. But…oh, Jean.” She shuffled, her voice going slightly hoarse. “Jean, I’m pregnant. And I don’t know what to do.”
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Jean knew that he was good at reading faces, but her smile afterward made him wonder if he was wrong. He let himself get dragged inside the room deciding that she would tell him whatever was on her mind, tonight. But for the moment, she was the future mother of his children, he had no doubt about that. It would happen.
“You’re right, my Sun, where are my priorities”
He closed the door then get back to her. He took her in his arms and gave her all his focus, even forgetting to smile. He wanted to fell entirely that first kiss of the night and who cares if he would lost himself in it for an eternity? He head to forgot his day and remember his love.
That kiss gave her strength, bolstered her resolve and granted focus. This man…she loved him with all her heart, and this was going to be fine. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and nuzzled at his lips. “I’m glad you’re here, supper is here, and I have some good coffee for after. Come sit, let’s eat before it gets cold, huh?”
Not letting her go, Jean pucked his nose up in the air, taking some inquisitive sniffs. “True, I hadn’t notice the smell, while I was under your spell.” His smile beamed back at her. “What did you prepare, my dear? It smells delicious!”
Okay, THAT made her laugh, an honest outburst of amusement. She covered her mouth as she grinned wide and eyed him. “Me? Me cook? Oh honey, I can’t do much here, and I don’t dare try to outdo the kitchens. I ordered up some roast and mashed potatoes and seared veggies…a little salad…how does that sound, mm?”
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