Day Off - JeanxReader One Shot

The sound of loud crackling thunder wakes you from your peaceful slumber. The glow from the tv screen makes it possible for your tired eyes to make out the room you're in. You don't remember falling asleep at all, let alone on the couch in the living room. Light snoring comes from the mouth of your roommate Sasha, who apparently also fell asleep on the couch.

You sit up quietly, trying not to make much movement so you don't wake Sasha. She's been pulling extra shifts at the grocery store downtown to help keep you both afloat on bills. You couldn't blame the poor girl for passing out every other night on the couch. Glancing up at the screen, you laugh quietly at the show you both were watching before you fell asleep – Death Note. How you fell asleep during your favorite anime, you'll never know.

Another loud boom of thunder shakes the house. You make your way off of the couch, and head to your screened in back porch. Taking a seat in one of the lounge chairs, you sit and watch the storm roll in. The pitter patter sounds of rain hitting your roof brings a calmness to your clouded mind. Between school, working two jobs, and trying to secure an internship, you never really got the time to just relax. This being your first day off from everything in months, you decided to finally take an easy day.

You pull your phone out of the pocket of your black sweatpants, scrolling through notifications you had missed the night before. Nothing out of the ordinary – a couple missed calls from Connie, several texts from Connie, Jean and your parents, and some random social media notifications. You open instagram and check the notifications for your most recent post. One in particular makes your heart flutter.

Jeank-104 : pretty smile for a pretty girl 💛

Seeing comments like this from Jean were anything but unusual. Your relationship was one of those 'girl loves boy but boy flirts with girl to make her flustered even though he has no feelings' types. It was frustrating to say the least, but you would endure it as long as it meant he was in your life.

Jean was one of the first people you met when you moved to Trost, and he was one of the few who didn't bully the absolute shit out of you your first year of school. Being the new girl was never fun, but being the new who obviously didn't come from money was even worse. The bullying got to a point where you tried to pack up and leave, but being only 17 you realized you had no one and nowhere to run to.

On one particularly bad day, one of your biggest bullies had pushed you over the edge. You ran out of the school and didn't stop. You had no idea where you were going, but you just knew you had to get out. After only a mile, your breathing became labored so you had to slow down. Walking another mile, you finally came upon an empty park. You found a huge tree sitting in the middle of it and plopped yourself down in front of it. There, you cried your eyes out for what felt like hours.

Once you had finally calmed down, you felt a hand pat your back lightly. You jerked away from the touch, sitting up quickly. Glancing up at the person sitting next to you, you met the softest pair of brown eyes you had ever seen. You were entranced by them, watching as little flecks of gold appeared to dance around his pupils.

"Uhm," he said quietly, not breaking the staring contest you two had started. "are you okay?"

You nodded your head lightly, bringing your eyes back down to the ground.

"You don't have to lie to me, you know."

Your head snapped back up to look at him, your eyebrows knitting together in confusion.

"I heard what they said to you," he started again quietly. "Reiner is such a fucking dick. Someone needs to kick him in his tiny ballsack so maybe he'll shut the fuck up."