HeyHiHello love your work! do you think perhaps you could do a oneshot of Jel dressing his nervous human lover up for their first real trip to the city? (perhaps even to meet his family?) Thank you so much~
Thank you so much!! ^^ 🩷 and here you are!
Preparations - Jel x Reader
Jel stood beside you, his fingers working deftly on the ribbons to your corset’s side. He cinched it up carefully, his eyes often flickering up to meet yours. You said nothing with your mouth, but your anxious eyes spoke volumes.
“Are you nervous?” Jel asked quietly.
You looked to the floor and gave an unsure shrug. Jel watched as your fingertips toyed with your long skirt’s material, reading you like a book.
“That wasn’t a very confident answer, now was it?” He chuckled.
You got pink in your cheeks, a bit embarrassed. “Sorry. I just don’t know how to explain it. I’m excited, it’s just… what if they don't like me?”
Jel paused his hands, staring you in the eye with a suddenly serious demeanor. You almost felt like you were going to be scolded, but then remembered this was Jel we were talking about. He had an expressive face and a wide array of emotions to express as it was.
“My muse,” He said earnestly, “My family will adore you.”
You looked away, the muscle in the corner of your lips twitching, unconvinced. Jel tilted his head almost confusedly; how did you not understand how special and rare you are? Did you really think you’d bring shame to his family?
“But… I’m nothing like you,” You mumbled sadly. “You run a spectacular tailoring and fashion business and come from a family of amazing businesswomen, and I… I’m your average void-booted human here.”
Jel made a face of absurdity at the sound of your self-deprecation. Still, he appreciated that you were allowing him to step inside your mind for a moment. He abandoned your corset’s lacing to stand in front of you. He cupped your face, his thumbs tracing over your cheekbones. He wanted to make sure your eyes stayed on his.
“You are anything but average, my love,” Jel rebuked, his velvety voice thick with passion. “You are unyielding, strong, inspiring, thoughtful; you light up every room you grace.”
Your cheeks felt warm to the touch; Jel could feel it. Your eyes bashfully darted away from his, but Jel wasn’t going to force you to look at him. He waited for your response patiently, respecting your timidity when it came to things like this. If he was honest with himself, Jel would have noticed you were actually mimicking a habit he usually did when flustered.
“What if I irk them?” You asked quietly.
Jel tilted his head thoughtfully, going over in his head how he’d respond to any criticisms his family would possibly have. He let out a deep sigh, then said, “Well, considering I have a big family, I’m sure all of them won’t have the same reaction. Some may be more dramatic than the others, I’m sure… but, I will not allow any of my sisters or mother to step on your toes. I’ll do everything I can to make this trip and meeting go as smoothly as possible.”
Jel let his hands fall from your face. You looked back at him, and after a pause, you gave him a thankful smile. Upon seeing it, Jel felt relief swiftly wash over him. He was overjoyed that he could help you or comfort you, especially during stressful times like these.
“May I continue lacing up your corset, my muse?” Jel asked in a murmur.
“Yes, please,” You said with a nod, “And thank you.”
Jel chuckled lightly and stepped around to your side, his fingers seeking out the lace ribbons again. “Don’t thank me.”
“Ah, I have a lot to thank you for, Jel,” you sighed with a smile.
“Well, no need for any of it,” Jel repeated, “Making you happy and reminding you how wonderful you are is a natural habit of mine. I was designed to do it.”
He laced up the remaining inches of ribbon through the corset’s anklets at last. Then, unexpectedly, he leaned in and pressed a chaste kiss to your cheek. The corners of your smile deepened endearingly, your chest feeling warm and fuzzy.
“Come,” Jel said, gesturing to the door with a gentle hand. “I want to show you off, my love.”
You took Jel’s arm and walked with him to his boudoir’s exit, your heart racing with excitement. With Jel on your side, you realized, it didn’t even matter what his family thought of you.
