The Boy Next Door ||eremin||

✧ch.1; a new leaf✧

I smiled as I picked up an old snowglobe. It reminded me of memories forgotten under the corse of time. My best friend gave this to me when we were younger, it was a summer night filled with laughter and fireworks.

Too bad I never knew what happened to him...he just..disappeared.
Not wanting to recall those memories, I quickly put the glass ornament in a box labeled "keep". It was strange, really. How my best friend vanished without a trace. Here one morning, gone the next. Just imagine your best friend gone tomorrow, like their existence never happened. I didn't take it lightly, in fact, I was quite depressed. I didn't even get to say goodbye. Nobody did.

A slight knock came from the door, making me flinch. "Hey Ar, your friends are here!" His grandpa called for the other side of the door. "Oh! They can come in. I think I'm finished anyway." The door creaked opened revealing two of my closest friends, or maybe one of my closest friends, since the other was my boyfriend.

"Hey Ar! We came to get you for your "goodbye party"" Explained Annabelle, "Geez, it really sucks you have to leave the first day of summer. But you promise to visit, right?"

"Of course I am!" I say abruptly, standing up. As I made my way towards Annabelle, a pair of muscular arms wrap around my waist, pulling me into a hug that swept me off my feet. "Did you forget that I was here?" I felt someone nibble on my ear that caused me to giggle.

"No, Jean. I didn't forget you were here...well, maybe." He turned me around so he could be facing me, Jean slowly leaned in and gently pressed his lips against mine. He pulled away before I could kiss back, "C'mon, we're gonna be late if we don't leave right now."

"Yeah, okay" I smiled and looked over at Annabelle who's eyes were glossy. "God, you guys are so fucking cute together! Why can't Jean go with you?" I sighed, wishing it was that easy.

We head out and I grab a hoodie on the way. It was a bit unusual for me to wear such clothes, but it did fit the mood since today is quite depressing. If it wasn't obvious enough, I'm moving today. My parents recently got into an accident and, well, died. My grandfather, my only relative, came as quickly as he could. Once my parents passed, he declared to take care of me. I was grateful, yes, but extremely forlorn. Not only would I have to leave my friends, but my boyfriend too.

"Be back before six, okay?" My grandfather called from the couch, I nodded in response, "Okay."
Jean grabs me by the hand and plants a kiss on my cheek, "Christ, stop being adorable."
My face flushes, I've been to known to blush whenever a compliment is directed towards me.

*.• time skip •.*

I laughed as Mark retold the story of when his (ex) girlfriend woke up with spiders in her bed. Of course, they broke up after that but I guess she deserved it. After all, she did cheat on him. Jean yawned and stretched his arms out wide then rested one of them on my shoulders.
Smooth, Jean. Very smooth indeed.

"Anyway, why are you leaving Armin? Can't your grandpa move here?" Hailey asked, sipping her ice cream smoothie.

"Well for one, we already sold the house. Two, my grandpa got remarried and his wife seems very content with where she lives."

Haileys mouth turned into an "o" shape. Mark sighed, "We're gonna miss you like fucking crazy. Who's gonna be our little Einstein?" Annabelle giggled to herself, "Yeah, don't forget his favorite rocket ship."

I rolled my eyes, "Very funny."
Jean kissed my neck, "You're my Einstein and you love riding my rocket ship." My face instantly turns red, I smack his arm hard but not too hard (considering the fact that I lack in strength)

Annabelle, Hailey, Mark and Jean laugh. I hope they knew he was only joking. I can't even french kiss Jean. Not to mention the fact that I still call it "french kissing" and listen to Marina and the Diamonds. Total virgin.

The phone in my pocket started to buzz. I pulled it out and read the text message.

grandpa: Hey Ar. It's time to go, come as soon as you can.

My heart sank a bit. I didn't want to go but at the same time, I wanted to see the world, the ocean more specifically. My grandpa lives in a town a few hours from here with his wife. Jean tilted his head to my screen as I typed a response.

yeah, okay. be there soon!

He frowned, holding me closer. "Leaving already?" I nodded slowly. Jean groans and pulls me somewhat desperately. "I'm going to miss you, Armin. Miss you so fucking much that i'll probably cry." I giggled, kind of wishing that would happen.
Standing up, I placed a strand of hair behind my ear. "Well guys, I'm leaving."
Everyone stood up and piled into this big fat group hug. Sniffling came from Annabelle, "Promise us that you'll visit!"

"Of course!"

"And that you'll text us everyday!" Hailey added.

"I plan on it."

"Don't die." Mark pointed out.

"Never intended too." Such lovely goodbyes, wouldn't you agree?
Jean scooped his car keys and waved goodbye to everyone. It was really hard leaving my friends...my only friends.

We got to my house within twenty minutes. Our stuff was packed and ready to go. I turned and faced Jean. His caramel hair was blown by the wind, giving him a dramatic look. I looked at him and he looked at me, it was one of those moments where you expect it to be very cliché. Kissing, embracing, crying, things like that. We weren't kissing or crying, sadly enough. But we were hugging. We held each other like it was our last. I missed him already. Not being able to wake up to a good morning text or a kiss on the cheek when I arrive at school was really painful. It was all going to end today. Right now as a matter of fact.
"Ar! Time to go! The truck is up and running and we don't want to be late for dinner!" My grandpa called from the window of the car, I nodded and wiped away the forming tears with the back of my sleeve.

"I love you Armin. Don't you forget that." I forced a smile so he wouldn't worry but- I was slowly dying on the inside. "I love you too, Jean. More then you can ever imagine."
I hopped into the truck and watched my grandpa pull out the driveway and into the street. As we went down the block, I look back and see Jean still waving goodbye. I looked until he was nothing more then a speck.

Love hurts, but only if you let it.

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an: HOW WAS THAT SHMM

my first fanfic outside the black butler fandom SQUEEE

honestly, i'm falling in love with snk all over again.
eremin smut should be in the bible tbh (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

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-mp (or as my friends call me, mau)