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First chapter for my Renee/Jean collection of fics is done!! I wanted to post the first 3 chapters at once but chapter two is taking awhile because writing smut is a skill I’m still learning lol

Anyway don’t like, don’t read.

Renee/Jean make me happy 🥰

if you are still doing requests for ficlets: Jean/Renee for #13 aquarium please :)

i have such a soft spot for these two. hope you enjoy!

“back so soon?”

renee hadn’t meant to startle him. he’d been staring into the tank with such intensity that she’d briefly worried the axolotls had opened a portal to another dimension or something, but apparently he’d just been lost in thought. his socks are green today, peeking out from slightly too-short pants with a pattern that looks like seaweed.

last time they were purple, with frogs.

“yes—sorry,” he stammers, tucking his hands behind his back like a schoolboy caught wreaking mischief.

“not at all,” renee says, as softly as she can manage. she advances slowly, the way she does with the stray cat that sometimes lurks out back by the trash cans. the light of the shop, filtered through water and glass and reflected off multi-coloured scales, gives him the appearance of an underwater creature himself, pale and skittish. something that doesn’t see a lot of sun.

something a little out of its depth.

“is everything alright with the fish?” she asks. “anything else you need?”

“i ate them.”

renee blinks.

he scrunches up his face and swings his hands back around, wringing them in front of his chest now. “i mean, kevin’s cat did—nearly did. i was—was wondering if you had any—covers.”

“absolutely,” renee says. she tries to smile at him, but his attention is drawn by another customer poking his head through the door.

“jean! how much longer is this going to take?”

he catches her eye and renee gets to watch the formation of the slightest hint of a dimple in his left cheek.

“cinq minutes,” he calls, and then something else that sounds rather rude. his friend huffs and pulls his bulk back out of the frame, letting the door fall shut on a delicate shard of sunlight.

“sorry,” jean says again.

“you’re alright. let me get that cover for you. will that be all?”

jean clears his throat and puts his hands behind his back again. for a moment renee thinks he’s going to ask for her number, but he just nods stiffly at her.

she can almost hear andrew scoff—a real gentleman, huh? like you’d know what to do with one of those.

maybe renee needs to take matters into her own hands. nudge things along a little.

she wraps the cover for him and rings him up, gives him another marimo ball for free because he’d seemed so enchanted with them last time.

she doesn’t slip her number into the bag, she’s not that bold—shut up, andrew—but she does manage to slip into conversation that she likes to take her lunch at the cat café down the street, tea & beans.

jean looks at her with the same serious intensity as he’d been contemplating the axolotls with earlier, then simply says, “i see” in a grave voice and takes another business card from the dusty stack on the counter. andrew had doodled the logo for her in a fit of amused generosity—a rainbow shrimp with big round eyes. joke’s on him though, because renee loves it. she even has paper bags printed with it now.

one of them is currently in possession of her tall, dark, handsome not-stranger with the penchant for silly socks, and the sight makes renee smile again. he pauses at the door and gives her a shy wave before following his friend out into the sunshine.

renee peers at her watch.

two hours left until lunch.

Romantic or platonic soulmates always ❤️❤️

Renee Walker & Jean Moreau Dynamic

No matter what they end up as, the relationship between Renee and Jean, either platonic or romantic, is always going to be one of my favorites.

Its one of the ships that I don't exactly find myself yearning to see get together, one that feels precious as long as that connection exists.

Renee gave Jean a phone number, Jean felt safe enough to contact her and she managed to make that broken boy keep writing to him too. Jean thanked her, for what we don't know, but he was ready.

He knew that he probably wouldn't make it, he expected to die that day, alone and bleeding on the floor and he didn't want to die without telling her 'thank you'. He had to let her know just how much it meant to him.

That mere thank you reminded her of Neil Josten and how the butcher had come too close to tearing him from them, and now it was the same once again, just a different person.

Renee told him, without using much words, that he would make it. She was maybe the first one to act on it too and try to save him.

And she succeeded.

Maybe they won't end together, but it's never going to change the fact that she had probably been the first ray of sunshine he had been exposed to in a long time during the time that he had been stuck in the Nest.

He might have to relearn everything he had known till now, might have to struggle more than he had till now (just in a different way) and he might have to do it alone as he learns what it means to love himself.

It's never going to change the fact that she pulled him out of that hellhole and gave him a chance to save himself.

Showed him a glimpse of hope, and he took it.