Feels Good to be Bad (Jean x Reader)Feels Good to be Bad (Jean x Reader) by bluemegane
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I was in peace. I was so happy. There was nothing that could ruin my day, much less turn off the sun that was shining so intensively above my head. Nothing could stop me.
As I was sipping my cappuccino, an extremely attractive storefront caught my attention. Games. Video games. More precisely, all those video games I’ve been craving for since the producer announced their debut. I approached the storefront, separated by a thick glass, and stared, completely dumbfounded at all of them.
I want them. I want them all. Please be mine. Please.
Oh, please. Gimme money so I can by all of these precious video games.
Oh, God, why am I not–
“Ahh, excuse me…?”
Shit. Someone is interrupting my daydream.
Moreover, I must look pretty ridiculous with my face glued at the storefront glass.
What is this? A boy. If my brain doesn’t fail me, that was definitely a boy’s voice. Oh, my God. Gotta look hot and ready-to-go. What am I doing? Oh, my God.
When I tur