ice cream sundae // jinx

warning: fluff, kissing & some angst

pairing: jinx x fem reader

a/n: this took me such a long time but i hope you enjoy it :) i had a lot of fun writing it so thank you for the request! also can you tell how much i wanted ice cream while writing this?

your relationship with jinx wasn’t exactly ideal. it was sweet— fluffy cotton candy, cavity-inducing sweetness. the type of ice cream dessert where you could just feel the bits of sugar melting on your tongue, and the budding stomach ache looming near. it was comfort and love except without the usual strings or a daunting “relationship” title. 

although to most, you were in fact together— nearly inseparable, and you couldn’t fault them. after all, “friends” don’t share fervent kisses that leave them breathless for minutes on end. nor do they spend hours each night bound until the other manages to fall asleep. 

at first, the intimacy didn’t bother you. you and jinx had always been comfortable around each other. the added intimacy only seemed to strengthen your relationship even further which neither of you seemed to mind— well that was until others took note. 

Requested from @kitkaaz

Summary: You were babysitting Jinx (since Silco; her father had meetings to go, so instead you stay the night doing her hair until he comes back).

Warnings: (None) *Only care and treatment*

Anyone’s allow to read this (This is all for enjoyment) Pls enjoy!!

-Also, relaxing music is so helpful while reading this

-(Can search up Cleancore music on yt.)

Jinx in her meantime was working on gadgets; any other tools she uses in her privacy hideout. She’s listening to her loud music ,while being her own self, not noticing a person was behind her trying to get her attention. “Um Jinx…” you tried waving her but she was focusing on her thing. You tried tapping on her shoulder but that didn’t help either. So when her record player turned off itself, Jinx spins around and jumps to see you stand there. “Whew! Jeez, you couldn’t wait until I was done, y/n.” You giggle at her words. “My bad about that. Silco told me to come by and spend time with you while he’s away. He just have business to take care of.” You wasn’t trying to have her mood change after saying that. You could tell Jinx frown but you did your best to cheer her up. “What if I could braid your hair as a special treat?” You smile at her. Jinx glance back at you looking through you with her goggles. “I guess so…sure why not.” You order her to sit down on the floor and so she did. Jinx sat down as if she was as like a small child looking innocent. She giggle slightly which made you did along. Then Jinx took off her goggles and waited for you to unbraid two of her ponytails.

You did so by gently taking off the yellow rubber bands she had on her hair. And carefully start unwrapping each braid Jinx had all the way down to the top of her head. You hum while doing the work process. It felt like music in your ears, taking your sweet time admiring how beautiful is her blue hair. It was somehow quiet, although you hear Jinx singing a random song in her happy mood, you went on unbraiding still, making her hair fall slowly downwards behind her back after you finally was able to get the braids all off. Jinx hair was vivid and so blue as the sea ocean or the clear blue sky. It’s like if she was a mermaid with her hair floating around her. Jinx was enjoying the feeling with you, doing her hair. It felt unfamiliar to her as a sort of motherly kind feeling (which she never had that moment before).

While figuring out what to do with her hair again, you decided to drag her towards a sink you could find and brought out Jinx favorite soap. “Noooo” Jinx groans not wanting to get her hair wash. You had to anyway cuz surely Jinx had been scratching her hair most often. Even Silco told you about that. You continue to pamper her on what was Jinx given. Turning on the sink, you put Jinx hair down and start washing her hair in bubbly soap. The water was comforting to jinx with soothing soft texture in her scalp. Jinx felt relaxed and carefree, able to let go of things she was thinking of the back of her head. The things that gave her flashbacks, the memories she still remember. But the feeling of her hair getting cleaned, makes it way easier.

After that nice moment, you dry up her hair with a towel, blow drying it and then begin combing a brush Jinx had in her dresser (since you forgot to bring a lot of the stuff for her hair). Which gentle strokes on combing her blue hair was given a refreshed start. Jinx never had her hair done all the time, so you let her know that you would come to teach her after two months. You continue on combing it out, massaging her hair and releasing any knots Jinx had hidden inside her hair. Jinx never like to untangle some because how hurt it can be. Jinx did her best to sit still and not move a lot because she hates having her hair untangled. You comfort her to keep sitting still and you’ll be done in no time. Through the process, of Jinx hair getting washed, brushed and combed out, finally you start of styling up a cute hairstyle. You let Jinx pick out a hairstyle which was (towards the end)

You gave the hair Jinx chooses of a nice touch to her overall look. Decided it was best to make it look like the image, you start back sectioning out on two part of her hair and then twisted each of her hair to a braid, adding cute beads and then putting colorful hairpins on her bangs. A while of doing that, Jinx look at herself in the reflection with her eyes wide. She was adorable like a doll wearing cute ribbons. Her expression softens a bit, finding out how lovely she turned out. Jinx gave you a squeeze jumping up and down on how excited she was. You totally forgot how energetic she was. She thank you and got back on spinning her favorite chair again and continue on more of her gadgets while you just stand there, watching her from behind and smiling warmly at her.

(And this her hairstyle)

—reassurance with jinx

warning: anxiety attack

pairing: jinx x fem reader

a/n: thank you for the request!

Every relationship had some sort of dynamic— a structure that held it together, and kept it functioning. Jinx and your relationship was no different. You were often the glue that held it together and ninety-nine percent of the time Jinx as well. She had a rough past but nevertheless you were patient with her and supported her even when she didn’t believe in herself.

Overtime it became your unspoken role in the relationship to be the “strong one.” You made sure Jinx was alright and taken care of, it was your way of proving to yourself that you were good enough for her. But you knew it was only a matter of time before she would see right through it.

You were responsible for distributing the shimmer to those in the lanes, but your main target was the teens. Silco had specifically instructed you to pursue those who had no one to look out for them because it was easier to get them hooked. Which meant more money for him. And you knew better than to jeopardize business.

Like usual you sought Silco’s main clientele before looking for new victims when you came across a particularly frail kid. The kid laid on the side of the road and like many other citizens of the undercity it was clear that he didn’t have much time left. He was deteriorating. You constructed the script in your head as you made your way over to the the boy.

“Hey, kid,” You called out to get his attention but he didn’t say anything, he didn’t even move.

You tried again,” Hey! Wanna see something?”

Nothing.

You got closer to boy as he laid on the pavement, motionless. His face wasn’t visible so you lifted the cloak covering it to reveal a cluster of purple tumors on the side of his head. You stumbled backwards, dropping the Shimmer capsule you hoped to give him on the ground.

He was beyond disfigured which meant he’d used it multiple times, enough to leave him dead. You didn’t know the boy, but it didn’t really matter the sight of his weak, lifeless body was enough to leave you horrified and terribly guilty. You abandoned the rest of the shimmer running back to the one place you felt safe.

When you got home you were on the verge of tears struggling to put together a sentence as you heart beat rapidly out of your chest. You hoped Jinx wasn’t home, you didn’t want her to see you like this. Then she’d think- no she’d know you weren’t good enough for her.

Pictures of the boy, the shimmer, and Jinx flashed in your mind as you could feel the air escaping from your lungs. As if on cue Jinx emerged from the room you shared together to find you clutching your chest as you gasped for air. She frantically rushed over to your side brushing the hair from your face as you bent over.

“I c-cant breathe.” You stuttered, clutching onto Jinx’s hand as she soothingly rubbed your back.

“Shh, don’t talk just relax.”

The two of you had gone through this millions of time with the roles reversed. You knew the steps like the back of your hand, talking her through it, reassuring and comforting her. But now that it was you, you couldn’t help but feel like you were inadequate. Jinx helped your breathing steady, bringing you a glass of water. Before laying your head in her lap.

“Wanna tell me what happened.” She asked.

You fought back tears as you thought back, remembering the dead boy alone as he laid on the side of the street. Jinx wiped them away with the pad of her thumb, her blue eyes flickering between yours.

“I saw this boy, tried to get him to take some of the shimmer and when I walked up to him I saw that he was dead. He he had tumors all over his face, couldn’t have been older than thirteen.”

“You feel guilty?”

“A little.” You admitted, your eyes darting to the other side of the room.

You held back the other piece of information. It was one thing to believe you weren’t good enough for Jinx and it was another thing for her to know. You feared it would send her into the realization that you in fact weren’t good enough. After your meltdown you felt she might as well have just said it to your face.

“You’re holding something back.”

“What?” You could feel the heat rushing to your cheeks as you lifted your head from her lap

She remained adamant, “Y/n, I can see it on your face, you can’t even look me in the eye.”

You knew you couldn’t lie your way out of this, she would always know.

“Am I good enough, for you?” You mumbled, doing your best to avoid Jinx’s concerned gaze.

She shook her head in disbelief, “Of course you are, why would you ask me that?”

You sputtered,“E-even after what just happened? I was a mess!”

“Hun, not to make this a competition but I think I have you beat there.” She giggled.

Jinx reached for your hand noticing how it continued to tremble even after your breathing had settled. She clasped it in hers bringing it up to her lips to plant a soft kiss on it.

She sighed, “I know you think you have to be this unbreakable force in our relationship. But you don’t always have to be. Your shit, even the ugly parts of it are mine.”

You could feel yourself slipping into your own world, one where it was just the two of you.

“You hear me? You’re more than enough.” She cooed.