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CHAPTER SIX -HAND HOLDING !____

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CHAPTER SIX -
HAND HOLDING !
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"THE RAIN LOOKS FINE NOW. I THINK YOU CAN GO BACK." You joined Jean who was staring out the window.

"I can bring you home." you smiled at him, thankful that he even let you borrow his jacket as a shield for the bunny.

"Sure." he replied calmly, slowly loosing his sanity.

"Okay, good luck!" Historia waved at you guys, while you guys walked out of the house and headed towards Jean's house.

"It's not too far right?" you asked him as your guys' hands were brushing against each other every few seconds.

It was making Jean a bit anxious of what was going to come next. He was questioning if he should hold your hand. He thought it was a bad idea so he didn't try it.

Until you decided to somewhat make the first move. Your guys' hands brushed against each other, his soft skinned hands against yours. You unintentionally—well, intentionally softly grabbed his hand.

He was shocked at the sudden gesture. He could feel the tint of pink on his face, the temperature of his whole face getting warmer. Butterflies emerging in his stomach.

You acted if nothing had happened even though your heart was doing so many skips. You didn't know that your own movements could make yourself that flustered.

"W-we're almost there." he stammered.

"Oo! That house right?" you point at the house that was evenly shaped and had a bright red roof. And the rest of the house was covered in pastel colors.

"Yup. The obnoxious colors were Connie and Eren's idea." he mumbles in annoyance thinking about their ugly annoying smug faces.

You giggled, you thought it was cute.

For the rest of the walk you guys walked in silence, swinging your arms while intertwining them.

Both of you guys reached the house soon enough and he opened the door. And to your surprise Sasha was actually inside raiding Connie's fridge. While Connie was scolding her for taking the last piece of cake.

"SASHA! YOU TOOK THE LAST PIECE OF MY CAKE." he yelled out, in frustration looking at a Sasha who didn't seem to be listening to him at all, licking the cake crumbs off the plate.

Everything really did go one ear and out the other.

Well, only if it was food.

They didn't even notice as you and Jean walked inside the house.

"I already apologized! And it's not my fault I was hungry!!" Sasha yelled out. They were practically at each other's throats.

Only until they noticed you two, still holding hands.

"Anything in the fridge? Or did Sasha take all of it?" he asked, still intertwined hands with you walking inside the kitchen with you.

"Dude. You guys are still holding hands." Connie stopped in his own tracks heading towards you guys with a smug grin.

"SORRY!" he instantly let go, and now you guys were left there awkwardly. He was rubbing his neck out of embarrassment.

You chuckled, "It's okay. I don't mind!" you smiled at him, your grin making him even more flustered than he already was.

"Y-yeah.."

"Well. We'll leave ya two lovebirds alone. We're headed to Eren's house. Think he got any good food?" she asked Connie as they headed out of the house heading towards Eren's.

You could hear Connie's shout from afar. "Have fun!! Don't break the bed!!"

"Shut the fuck up!" he yelled out, Connie turning his back at him and sticking out his tongue.

He rolled his eyes at him, and closed the door not wanting to see his face anymore.

"Well, since the weathers not bad, what's your favorite flower? We can find it together. Or something." he says calmly.

But right as he had said that, the weather picked up again. Drop. Drip. Drop.

"Shit. It's picking up again." and then that was when all the rain came down.

"Looks like it's not going away any time soon." you sighed, really looking forward to a day like this.

It was so sunny in the beginning of the day as well. How disappointing.

"Want to just stay till the rain goes away? And you can stay over too. I don't think Connie and Sasha'll mind. Plus it doesn't look like it's going away anytime soon." he laughed awkwardly at the end.

"If it's okay with you!" you beamed nearly startling Jean with that pretty smile of yours.

"H-haha, yes..Are you hungry?" he asked you. You had nodded in response, hearing your stomach growl.

He handed you your favorite dish. He made sure that he had it prepared just in case you would've came over anytime. He took notes from the one time you guys went out of dinner. Or the actual first time you guys went out for dinner.

It was a long time, and he didn't really know you that time. Like at all. All he knew was that you were pretty. But never tried to interact with you, since he was just there for Sasha's birthday party gathering.

"Oooo! My favorite! Thank you!" he had placed it on the table, you went up and hugged him. Even though he was just standing there being proud of himself that he knew that knowledge.

He was rather shocked, but nonetheless he wrapped his hands around your warm body. "Of course." he smiled, and now your guys' bodies were embracing each other.

It was rather awkward after that due to the fact that you guys had hugged, but now you were eating on the couch while he was silently waiting for you to finish.

He figured he should've done something so he went upstairs to fix up the futon. But then ditched the idea because he couldn't find it.

"Sooo." he came downstairs looking really guilty for some reason.

You were nearly finished with the dish, and ate the last spoonful. You had a puzzled expression on your face. "What is it?" you asked him who has his hands behind his back.

"I couldn't find the futon. So we have to share the bed."

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