My Secret Savior (Jean x Reader) (modern)

Chapter 1

Ok, guys this is my first x reader story so I don't know what will come out ahah! (There aren't enough Jean x reader in WattPad... 😑) Anyway, enjoy the story!

"This is enough, Reiner! We're done!" I yelled, walking quickly away from the place were my now ex-boyfriend was standing.
"Y/N! Wait! Please, give me one more chance!" I heard him scream, but I ignored him.
I couldn't believe that what he actually wanted was just having sex with me to prove to his friends that he could go to bed with the 'most beautiful woman on Earth'. Or, at least, this is what everyone always said about me.

Since I was little, everybody liked to remind me that I was a little sunshine fallen on Earth... Many boys tried to go out with me since I was in junior high... I was starting to get pissed off by this behaviour. I actually never found anything particularly beautiful in me. I just had (your hair colour) and (your eyes colour). Nothing too strange.
And I was also sick of having boyfriends only for competitions.

I already had three boyfriends, with Reiner. The first one was probably the best: his name was Armin Arlert and we were dating during high school. He was adorable and he was probably the only person that ever loved me for real. Or at least this was before that girl appeared: Annie Leonhart. Armin changed his mind and broke up with me. We were still friends, anyway.
My second boyfriend had been a guy named Floch. He was terrible. He just wanted me to show everyone that he was cool because he was dating a pretty girl... so annoying. And since I couldn't stand him I broke up with him almost two months later.
And then, Reiner. At first he seemed a good boy and he was also caring and protective. But then he turned out to be just a similar version of Floch.

I wasn't sad anymore about it. I mean, I was, but just a bit. The only thing that pissed me off was noticing how boys could be superficial people. Why couldn't they just date someone for love?! Maybe having a pretty girlfriend was more important than actually loving a girl...
And this was one of the reasons why I hated boys.

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I stopped in front of my favourite bar: Taste & Flavours. I smiled and decided to go inside and have some time for myself in front of a hot chocolate.
I reached for a table and sat on the chair.
While I was waiting for a waiter I started to look outside the window of the bar. It was almost 6.00 p.m. and some people were walking to go back home or to do an evening walk. I started to follow with my eyes every person that was passing by the cafeteria, observing casually their way of walking, their mouths opening and closing while talking, the big and cheerful smiles on their faces. Sometimes I liked to wonder what would I have felt if I could live someone else's life, changing my decisions and programming it another way, knowing new people and doing better choices.

"Y/N! Can I bring you something?"
I turned my head. My eyes met a familiar face.
It was Marco Bott, one of my best friends and also one of the waiters of the bar.
"Hi, Marco" I smiled "the usual, please"
Marco smiled. He was a pretty boy with black hair, brown eyes and a face full of freckles, his pink lips were often upturned in a bright smile.
"I'll bring it to you immediately!" he said, before going back to the bar counter to prepare my hot drink.

I had met Marco for the first time in a park. He was out doing a walk but, suddenly, he bumped into me, making me fall. He apologised and we immediately became friends. It was true that I hated boys, but Marco was an exception, also because he wouldn't have ever dated me for any type of competition, since he was gay.

Marco brought me my hot chocolate. I started to drink it, thoughtful. I didn't know if I wanted a relationship again or not. Every guy I dated, except Armin, wanted me just for competition. Was there any chance I could find a man that wanted me for love? I didn't really know. I just knew that I was proving an enormous hate towards men in that moment, probably because Reiner was the drop that broke the camel's back.
I took a sip from my cup. The hot drink met my lips, burning them a bit but not enough to make me stop drinking. I let the liquid slip in my mouth, the taste of burning chocolate against my tongue, making it shiver. I immediately pulled away the cup from my mouth, deciding to blow on the drink before taking another sip.
While I was refreshing my hot chocolate I watched casually at the leaves dancing and moving following the breeze outside, projecting their shadows against the checkered floor of the bar. It was calming and the bright sun outside was lightening the whole bar with its shining sunrays, making the place look more comfortable and relaxing.
Summer had just begun and it was exactly what I needed to clarify my mind, staying away from boys before going to college.

I slowly finished my hot chocolate. I was feeling way better after that drink. My thoughts about Reiner were slowly fading in my mind.
Now all I wanted to do was going home and relaxing a bit, forgetting for a moment about all my problems.

I took my empty cup to put it on the bar counter. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice a waiter walking towards me. He probably didn't notice me either, otherwise we wouldn't have collided.
I immediately lost the cup, that fell on the ground and broke into thousands pieces. I let a little scream come out from my mouth, while I was hearing the sound of other things falling and breaking, probably the ones that the waiter was holding.

I looked at the broken cup.
"I-I'm so sorry" I said, turning to apologise to the waiter and looking with sad eyes at him.
"It's ok, sweetheart. It happens" he said with a smirk.
The waiter I collided with was new, I was sure I had never seen him there before.
He was tall, really tall, probably 6'2 feet. He had ash blonde hair cut in a mullet, that usually doesn't fit men so much, but on him, it looked perfect. Under his arched eyebrows he had a pair of shining hazel eyes. A bit of beard was covering his chin and was following his perfect jawline.
He was sweetly looking at me, his soft lips upturned in a little smirk.
I sighed, looking at the broken cup I lost on the floor.
"Do I have to pay for... for it?" I asked.
"Oh, no. Don't worry, darling" he answered.

Then I looked at all the broken stuff that the waiter had lost because of me.
"Can I pay for those, then?" I asked again.
The waiter looked at the floor.
"No, it's ok. Marco! Hand me something to clean!"

While Marco was giving to the new waiter the cleaning supplies I couldn't help but stand there and watch. I didn't even notice I was doing it.
That man... he wasn't anything special. I mean, I had seen guys more handsome than him... of course I didn't mean that he wasn't handsome! Well, he was probably more handsome that any guy I ever dated but...
His smile was something... strange. It was sweet and... beautiful.
And his eyes were something from another planet.
But he was still a man. And I hated every man.
So... why was my heart beating so fast anytime my eyes were laying on him?!

Guys, I'm so sorry for not publishing a lot. I'll try to publish a chapter of this story at least once a week.