𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭- 𝐣.𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 4

"y/n there's no need to be nervous just think about it when you did it with us." jean tried to reassure you. "b-but he's the head of the band right? what if he doesn't like how I play? what if I get to nervous and suck at it?" negative thoughts ran through your head as you sat uncomfortably on the wooden bench.

"y/n, armin's a really nice guy, but brutally honest as well. I'm sure he'll love your guitar playing." he sighed and leaned his body over the wooden table.

jean has been trying to comfort you and reassure you all day, but it's not working. your nervousness hasn't gone away, it's been there this the morning. you keep thinking negative thoughts that won't get out of your head.

"hold on," jean dug into his bag for something. "here." he handed you a strawberry milk squishy. "what's this for?" you squeezed the squishy softly and glanced at jean. "it's for stress relief. it might calm you down a little bit."

you smiled brightly and started to squeeze the squishy while talking to jean. you would be lying if you said that it didn't calm you down a little bit.

jean checked the time on his phone. "hey we should get going now." he stated as he stood up and grabbed both of your guy's bags. you nodded and follow him to the gym.

"give me your guitar case." he demanded, his hand out. you quietly gave him the bag and glanced at him. jean must have a lot of strength to be caring three bags at once. he was wearing a short sleeve black shirt so you could see his forearm, he's so muscular. you thought as your eyes curiously trailed jeans body.

a black apple watch was wrapped securely around his wrist with thick silver rings that held tightly around his fingers. black ripped jeans that held loosely on his hips with a chain hanging on the side.
a slightly bagging black t-shirt that showed his defined collarbone. his ash brown mullet softly waving in the wind as he walked next to you.

he then noticed you staring and smirked. "y/n if you think I'm hot than just say it, there's no need to be shy." he teased as blood rushed up to your puffed cheeks. "I-I.." words failed to form as you turned your head away from him.

he laughed and gently put a hand around your waist. "it's fine, darling." he whispered in your ear and stood back up properly.

as you walked around the long halls of the school, people stared at you and jean. it made you a little uncomfortable so you shifted around in jean grip on your waist.

he noticed your uncomfortableness and leaned down and whispered in your ear, "it's ok beautiful we're almost there." you blushed and nodded.

he led you into the gym and closed the doors. "annoying bitches..." he muttered under his breath and smiled at you. "you're okay right?" he asked concerningly.

"yes." you responded. jean gave you your guitar case and opened the door to the lounge room. no one was there yet to you had time to relax.

you felt jean walk behind you. "I wanted to be a little bit early so you can calm down a little bit." he said with a smile. "thank you, jean." you smiled and went to plug your aux in.

but of course, jean and to come behind you and put his crotch on your ass. "sorry I just like doing this." he stated as he put his hands on your hips. blush creeped towards your face and you plugged in the aux.

he smirked and walked away, sitting in the couch and spreading out his legs. you sat next to him as he opened a party size bag of lays and put them in the bowl in the center of the clean glass coffee table.

you looked at the crispy snacks and started to get a little hungry. jean noticed and said, "you can take some, they're not just for us."

you happily took as many chips as you want and started eating them quickly. he watched in shock and laughed. "if you were that hungry than you could've just said so." you turned your head to look at him. "I didn't eat breakfast.." you managed to say with you face stuffed.