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𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧 || 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐜𝐡

𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠: 𝐏𝐚𝐲𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 ~ 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝟓 𝐟𝐭. 𝐖𝐢𝐳 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐚

(Requested by clarsssss_)

(Season 1-3 version of Jean)

Warning: Angst, feels, cuteness

Words: 1.4k

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The blazing hot sun radiates on us as we train our hardest outside, sweating and heavily panting from all the tired work we had to do today. I wipe the sweat from my forehead, running my fingers through my hair tying it up quickly before I return to duelling with Reiner. His amber eyes narrow, with a smug eating grin plasters on his face.

"Come on precious, you want to try and take me down now?" he teases, raising a cocky eyebrow.

I give my neck a small crack before raising my fists, "Come on, let's see who ends on the dirt that you walk on," i remark, as he charges towards me with no hesitation. He yells in response sending a punch towards my face, but i bend back dodging his attack swinging my leg underneath his feet knocking him to his feet. He gets up quickly jumping so fast he grabs his arms around my waist shoving me into the ground, as his strong grip wraps around my tightly. I struggled to breathe, as I pat the ground.

"Okay, okay.....dammit you win," i rasp out, as I notice it was time for dinner. 

"Hmmp thought so, anyway let's grab something to eat," he winks, as he gets up with the help of him.

{TimeSkip}

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Jean's pov:

I walk into the Mess Halls slightly pissed off from earlier as I wanted to train with (Y/N), but that damn buff boy Reiner had to step in and take her. I tighten my fists walking in along with Marco as the building was filled with our comrades, sighing deeply.

"Come on, what's up with you?" Marco questions, as we grab our food heading to our table. 

"Nothing, just get off my back," i mumble, when he places a hand on my shoulder as we sat down.

"Come on, is it (Y/N)?"

My eyes lower pursing my lips together grabbing my cup of water, before sculling it down before slamming it down to the table. "N-No..." i bluntly reply, when my eyes trail off away from Marco to a certain someone. I grit my teeth in anger, tightening my grip around my cup. What the hell?! Why is that blonde jerk face with her? Dammit!!

There I saw (Y/N) laughing at something that Reiner said, feeling my jaw crack tightening my jaw too much. "Jean....Jean...?"

Dammit the way she smiles, the way she would laugh when she has too. Her voice so gentle, but she was the first girl that ever gave me attention. Someone who believed in me, and who seen right inside me then some arrogant bastard that some say.

"Jean!!!"

"Huh? What is it?" i mumble, with a slight scowl.

"Come on man, you need to talk to her.......your face looks very red,"

"S-Shutup," i mutter, avoiding his eyes.

{TimeSkip}

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Your pov:

Walking down the hallways Reiner walks by me, "R-Reiner, you don't always have to follow me," i stammer, feeling his gaze piercing into my own eyes.

"I-I know but.....I want to make sure you get back to your cabin safely,"

"Hmph, I'm strong enough you know," i smirk, poking my tongue out. "Anyway I'm looking for Jean, I haven't seen him today."

"Why not me? I thought I was your.....partner?"

"We just had a day of being great friends, but now I want to see Jean," i say, about to walk off when he grasps my wrist. "R-Reiner....please le--"

His eyes glared daggers into my eyes like he grew dark all of a sudden, the way his jaw clenches and his ember eyes pierce into mine. I felt a shiver down my spine, seeing him grow angry. "Dammit, why him? All day you would mention him, why can't you be......mine?"

"Because I can't, I'm sorry," i say, yanking my wrist out of his grasp. I then walk away quickly trying to find Jean or at least Marco, as they were my closet friends. While I began running, my mind was overwhelming that I accidentally bump into someone. I stumble back to see Jean right in front of me, when he takes my hand in his tightly pulling me down the hallway without further questions.

{TimeSkip}

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Jean pushes me into his room seeing that no one inside, as he pins me to the wall. I gasp in shock but I saw anger in his eyes, as I reach up to his face. "J-Jean....a-are you alright?" I whisper, my breathe slightly wavers.

His eyes looks into my own full of frustration, "Dammit that Braun guy had to take you away," he mutters, his hot breathe fans against my cold neck.

"Wh-what do you mean?"

"I hate it when people talk to you, more specifically when guys have more interest in you," He says, his voice deepens. 

"W-Wait.....you talking about..Reiner?"

"Yes! That damn idiot, thinking can take you from me!" he snaps, as my eyes widen. He realises he kind of made me jump in fright, as his eyes softens. "S-Sorry, I just......I don't like him being around you. It frustrates me, and I feel like you would drift away from Marco and I......more like me actually."

My eyes widen with his honesty making me feeling sad, "Jean.......why are you like this? So protective, jealous even.....I mean you don't have to worry about me," I explain, when he caresses my cheek gently. I felt my skin, my body shiver in response feeling warm all over as my cheeks flush.

"Dammit I am not that Jealous," he pouts, when he sighs looking into my eyes again. "I like you a lot.....actually, I love you (Y/N)," He whispers, feeling my heart increasing. "You drive me insane, so many times I wanted to ask you out, I wanted to hold you more, be more closer with you but with that blonde jerk I can't do that, can i?"

"I f-feel the same way,"

His breathe hitches in his throat feeling his fingers run through my hair gently, "Well I want you to stay away from him," He says firmly.

"Why should I do that?"

"Because you are mine," He replies, leaning forward his lips meet mine ever so gently. I felt it grow very gentle at first, as his hand cups my left cheek while we both move in sync. We then begin to kiss more passionately growing more heated between us two, as he holds me close to him. After a while we lean our foreheads together, breathing heavily hearing him chuckle deeply.

"So does this mean.....we are not friends with benefits?"

"You're my girlfriend, I don't regret a thing," he smirks, kissing me again.

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A/N: Hey I am so sorry for the late update, as I have been stressed out recently with school and life. I will try my best to write more imagines, and if you do request any.....please be patient if I don't get it done on the same day. Anyway have a great day or night my little beans and stay safe!!

~ Little Bean