𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗯𝗼𝘆, 𝘫.𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘪𝘯

[²²] ma chérie

ੈ✩‧₊˚𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙍𝘽𝙊𝙔*ੈ✩‧₊˚
slight smut warning

rundown of the timeline: they met like late march and it's currently early june (this may not be accurate to what i wrote; just pretend LMAO)

You came from the back porch after laughing with Mika from her knocking you out of the hammock. You were heading for the door, seeing Jean standing there. He had a piece of paper in his hand which he quickly balled up and stuffed into the pockets of his shorts. You opened the sliding door, letting Mika inside first.

You closed it back and turned to face him, "Were you watching us?"

He scoffed, "No. I was looking at the sun going down." You nodded and acted as if you didn't know he was lying, "What's in your pocket?" His eyes gleamed and looked away, cheeks turning red, "It's nothing."

Thankfully, he was saved by Armin and Eren coming into the kitchen. Armin stood at the end of the kitchen and shouted for everyone to meet him here. You all gathered around him and awaited his reason for calling everyone down. He laid down the plan for the rest of the trip, which was only two days including when you were leaving, "We're going stargazing before going into the hot tub and sitting around the campfire. Since the town turned out to be more creepy than it was fun or interesting, we're making up for it by getting drunk too."

You laughed, "Sounds like a plan, boss."

He grinned at your name calling, "Well, that's it. We're doing all of this tomorrow and the next day it'll be the end of the trip."

You all traveled into your rooms, Jean following behind you on the stairs. He reached into his pocket, the balled up paper missing. He started patting his pockets, causing you to look over your shoulder at him, "Missing something?"

He froze on the stairs and looked up at you, "Uh no."

You narrowed your eyes at him, "Mkay," and continued up the stairs into the room. He was nibbling on his lip like he was thinking of something. He sat on the bed and you stood between his legs, fluffing his hair, "What are you hiding, Kirstein?"

His ears perked at the sound of his last name coming from you, "I'm not necessarily hiding anything. At least I don't think so."

You blew air out of your nose, "That usually means that you are in fact hiding something."

He chuckled, "Fine, you caught me but I'm still not telling you anything." You shrugged your shoulders, "I'll get it out of you somehow."

You climbed onto his lap, your skirt raising slightly. He looked up at you, "Are you trying to seduce me?" You shook your head and scrunched up your face, "No..." He smiled as he leaned in to kiss you, his tongue making an appearance as held onto your waist. Your hands moved down his chest, lifting his hoodie over his head. You interrupted the kiss, pushing him down onto the bed.

He smirked, "Feisty." You scoffed at how he was able to make you laugh even in a moment like this. Your hand rested on his lower chest as your lips moved in sync with his. You opened your eyes at the same time as him, smirking as you pulled on his bottom lip.

The door to the room opened as you were raising your head. Jean looked upside down at the ginger standing by the door, "Oh shit. Sorry. I was coming to ask if you guys were okay with pizza for dinner but I see that you're busy."

Jean sighed and glanced at you, "Looks like you'll have to wait. Again." You gave him a short laugh before climbing off of him and fixing your skirt as you got off the bed. Jean grabbed his hoodie on the floor near the edge of the bed while Floch waited for your answer by the door. You answered for the two of you, "Pizza is fine with us." You gave him an awkward smile as he gave you a slow nod, "Okie dokie. We already ordered."