too close

¹⁹ / " are you volunteering ? "

《 ✦ TOO CLOSE ✦ 》

"I'm back!" You exclaim to Jean, who was lying on the bed with one eye open, looking at you. When he saw you holding two rolls of bandages, he nodded.

You had three before, but you threw one at Eren. "I appreciate it, (Y/N)." With a warm smile, he says. As you walk up to the bed and place the bandages to the side, you nod.

You gently pick him up, your hand resting on his chest and the back of his head. He grunts softly, pretending it doesn't bother him. You say, "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you."

At least not physically.

He smiles as he nods and looks at the end of the bed and his shoes. You took a bandage roll from the side and wrapped it around his upper arm, where the scratches had been.

Even you were worried about putting it on him after feeling his smooth fair skin. You were alone in a room with a shirtless guy, after all.

He tilted his head up, still holding on to the ice that was on his eye, as you chuckled at the thought. "It's nothing," You murmur as you secure the bandage with a pin to prevent it from loosening.

As you take a step back and inspect it for any loose parts, he sighs. "You're adorable, you know?" As he tried to flex his scratched shoulder, he tells you. You smile as you roll your eyes at his remark.

You approach him again, a strand of hair behind your ear. "I guess I should get out of here now; P.E. is probably almost over," You say as you clutch the bed's end.

He turns his attention away from you and then back to you. "(Y/N)?" He asks. When your name is called, you look up and turn your head.

"Thank you so much. I owe you. Also, I'm sorry for being such a problem with your relationship between you and Eren." He says this with a frown as he looks away to the side.

You bite your lower lip shamefully and tilted your head to the side. "No way, Jean. You're perfectly fine. I'd never go out with such a jerk," You tell him.

"That's nice to hear," He says, his non-injured eye lighting up and his lips turning into a gentle smile.

You give him a nod before leaning in for a kiss on the cheek. Your lips come into contact with his warm skin once more.

"Have a nice night," he says, his cheeks slightly flushed, "I'll have to sit here a little longer because of Coach Mike."

You returned the nod as you walked away, picking up the remaining bandaid rolls and putting them on the table underneath the cabinets in this room. As you close the door behind you, you give a wave.

You see Eren in his room as you walk down the corridor. If you ask yourself, he seems fine, but with those fixed eyes only looking at the ground, he seemed to be preparing something.

On the side of the bed, he had his key necklace. The memory from two nights ago flashed in your mind. You sighed as you crossed your hands and lowered your eyes to the ground.

Eren Jaeger, the game had just begun.

—

Jean didn't show up for homeroom the next day. Eren was also not present. It comes as no surprise. You didn't know whether they didn't turn up by chance or whether they were both suspended.

"All right, everyone!" Hange yelled to their students and you in homeroom.

"In two months, Coach Moblit will host a spring fling! We'll need to prepare ahead of time, and we'll need volunteers!"