𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗯𝗼𝘆, 𝘫.𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘪𝘯

²⁴ greetings from LA

✧.* LOVERBOY ღ

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JEAN POV

He was riding in the black SUV that had been assigned to them by their manager, who was a tall woman with a blonde bowl cut that Jean thought was a terrible sight to look at and extremely tall, ranging from 6'5 - 6'7. Floch said she reminded him of some Russian assassin. His head was leaning against the window, thinking of how fast he left you, only spending a full day with each other after making it official. He didn't even think to give you a goodbye kiss and hoped you didn't think it was on purpose since he was too caught up in excitement.

They had just picked up Eren and were heading for the airport. The three of them sitting in the back seat together would be too crowded for their large build so Jean volunteered to sit in the front seat.

Floch removed a clear packet out of his jacket pocket, gaining a side eye from Eren who was in the backseat with him. It was filled with the white substance that Eren was so used to seeing when it came to him. He emptied some out onto his phone screen, looking up to see whether or not Jean was paying attention to him. Eren noticed and whispered over to him, "Come on. You need to stop that shit."

Floch scrunched his face up, "What are you? My dad? Why don't you just mind your fucking business?" He snorted a perfect line of the drug and threw his head back, quietly rubbing his nostril so Jean wouldn't notice. Eren just shook his head and remained silent for the rest of the ride until they reached the airport.

They all got their luggage out of the trunk and met with their manager who was standing near the entrance with her arms crossed in an all black suit, the blazer acting as a blouse, and black sunglasses. She removed the shades as the boys approached her, "You sure took your time getting here."

Floch rolled his eyes, "Woman, can you just get on with it?"

Jean slapped his stomach and put on a smile, "The driver did his best to get us here safely."

The corners of her lips curved into a smirk, "Oh Jean. You're too nice — that'll change soon." His eyebrows drew together but Eren protruded the conversation and dragged his luggage to the door, pressing the button so the door would open on its own, "LA can't wait any longer. Let's goooo."

Yelena sighed and unfolded her arms, "He's right. Let's get everything set up." After getting their boarding passes and going through security, they drove to the terminal and found out they were awarded a private jet. They stared in awe at the large structure in front of them as they exited the car.

Floch covered his face with his hands after getting out of the van and shouted, "Whoo!"

Jean was shaking his head and chuckling at his reaction, "Stop embarrassing us. They'll really think we're broke." Floch came up to him and put one arm on his shoulder, "Yo Yelena," She bowed her head down from getting out of the van and towered beside the two boys, "What?"

"Thanks for this. You're the best."

She scoffed, "Don't thank me yet. Wait until you meet the head of the company." Their stuff was carried into the back of the aircraft after they were all seated. Floch was extra hyper, checking out the interior of the plane and even going into the cockpit area to talk with the pilot and copilot.