𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗯𝗼𝘆, 𝘫.𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘪𝘯

¹⁷ confrontation

ੈ✩‧₊˚𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙍𝘽𝙊𝙔*ੈ✩‧₊˚

You were sitting at home, conflicted on what you made the mistake of overhearing two days ago. Floch was such a bitter person and you couldn't understand what his problem with you is. You haven't seen any signs of your existence in Jean's life ruining his musical abilities. Pieck on the other hand, you assumed, is dealing with heartbreak. You figured Jean still hadn't apologized to her for leaving Paris four years ago without telling her.

You were in your room, listening to music as you gazed at the ceiling. You were thinking of ways to confront the two of them. That's when you decided it was time to tell Jean so you wouldn't be the only one dealing with this. You opened up your messages and found the one's between you and him.

you
hey lol
can you meet me at the café?

jean
damn hey 😀
no "how are you jeany🥰?"
"how's my little rockstar 🥺"

you
LMAO
hru jeany
how did things go with your manager?

jean
they went well
thanks for asking babe
even though i had to tell you🙄
we haven't texted in a while tho, huh?😩

you
i'm sorryyy
i wasn't thinking
yeah i know
missed it didn't you? 😩

jean
yeah 😩

you
okay okay anyways
i need to talk with you
it's important

jean
awe shit 😳
what is it?

you
it's not something i can explain over text
can you meet me at the café in 30 mins?

jean
yeah i can
why?
can i get a hint on what it's about?

you
ummmm
it's about
floch
and uh
pieck
just meet me in 30 mins
i'll explain everything then

jean
😟
i'm scared
okay, i'll be there soon
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You had hoped Jean could help come up with some way to confront the two of them because you couldn't think of anything.  Also, Jean knew more about the two of them than you did. You got dressed, wearing a plain oversized sweatshirt and blue jeans. You style your hair into a pulled back messy bun and grab your phone to walk to the café.

You entered, spotting Jean immediately at a table near a window. You sat in the seat across from him, "Hey."

He grinned, sighed after seeing you, "Hey. So, what's up?"

"Well," you went on to explain what happened between you and Floch that one day he came over to Jean's apartment along with Pieck. You continued telling him what you overheard two days ago at this same place. He was sitting across from you, eyebrows drawn together from being overwhelmed by the events, "What the actual fuck?"

You leaned back in your seat, "Yeah, that was my reaction too."

"Why didn't you tell me about Floch sooner?!"

"He's your drummer. I didn't want to screw up the order of the band, you know?"

"But I could've done something about this sooner."

"You're right. I'm sorry."

"Is this why you were so adamant on us being "friends?"

You nodded, embarrassed from that time that wasn't long ago. He leaned forward on the table, bowing his head and scratching his hair. He was silent which was understandable considering Pieck was someone he thought he knew but now she was coming into his life trying to screw things up even if she believes her intentions are good. Floch was just selfish and you figured Jean already knew that about him.