𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗯𝗼𝘆, 𝘫.𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘪𝘯

¹⁰ cowboy

✧.* LOVERBOY ღ

You walked backwards into the bedroom and closed the door behind you quickly as you got inside. You tried to look for your skirt from last night but had no luck. The bedroom door opened and Jean walked inside, "Well. Good morning gorgeous. Did I wake you?"

You scratched your head, "No you didn't. Good morning. Can I have- my skirt or something to cover my legs?"

He smirked, "But I like you better like that."

You sighed and put a hand on your hip, "Jean."

"Fine, fine. I'll grab something for you." He walked over to his dresser and searched inside for something for you to wear. He pulled out a pair of plaid pajama pants and handed them to you, "Here you go. They'll be a little big on the waist though."

You chortled a little, "Thank you. I'll just tie it extra tight."

You pulled the pants over your bare legs and pulled your shirt out of the pants that you accidentally tucked. You looked at Jean who was eyeing at you like a hawk, "What're you staring at?"

"Nothing at all." He opened the bedroom door and you followed behind him, still a little embarrassed, "Hey Floch."

"Hey," He looked at Jean and pointed to you, "Since when were you two a thing?"

You quickly responded, "We're not. It was a heat of the moment kind of thing."

Jean peeped behind his shoulder at you, jokingly appearing to be hurt, and then back at Floch, "It's exactly as she said."

He rolled his eyes and folded his arms, "Anyways. We have another gig soon and this time we'll have someone big watching us aka we might finally have a chance to get paid for this shit."

You didn't know if you should be here listening to their band business since you were probably considered an outsider or a 'fan' according to Floch, "Do I need to leave or?"

Floch replied quickly, "Yes please."

Jean answered, "No, it's fine."

They glared at each other at the different responses. You felt even more awkward than before and spun on your heels towards the bedroom, "Okie dokie. I'll just- go back in the room." You walked off and could hear Jean quietly lecturing Floch about him being rude to you.

You sighed and closed the door, grabbing your phone from the nightstand. You vaguely remembered the feeling of Jean going down on you and a part of you wanted more while the other knew you just ruined your friendship. You were thrown off and debated calling Mikasa but remembered she was with Eren.

You took the chance anyway and called. To your surprise, she had picked up, "Hey."

"Hey! What's wrong?"

"Uh nothing! I'm just checking on my friend who left without saying anything."

She laughed on the other line, "Yeah right. I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was going out of town. Eren just invited me out of the blue to visit his parents."

"No problem. I was only kidding. But on another note, I may have done a bad thing..."

You told her about your night with Jean, including the part after you came to his house, "Oh my God. I'm so happy for you! How is that a bad thing?!"

"What if it messes up our friendship that was forming?"

"It won't. I promise. Me and Eren are doing just fine."

"Well didn't you kind of grow up with him? Not a fair comparison to my situation."

"Oh shut up. Just- see it through. He's not a bad person."