𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒

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( THIS STORY IS SET IN THE CONTEXT OF ' Somewhere Only We Know ' )

JEAN K.

4:00 PM

SASHA'S HOUSE

" Last Christmas, I gave my heart to Jennie. " Jean said. " And this year, no tears, 'kay?

Connie and Sasha nodded, remembering the girl loud and clear. She was a selfish bitch... glady Jean had found how terrible she really was.

" But! This year, it'll be someone special I'll give my heart to. " Jean smirked.

Sasha smiled. " I'm giving mine to Mikasa. "

" Ew. " Connie said, sticking his tongue out. " Lovebirds.. "

" Anyways, why didn't you just say you're giving your heart to Marco? " Connie asked.

" Shut it, Connie. " Jean said. " You can't give relationship advice. "

" I can! I've dealt with you two all my life! " Connie protested.

" You're the only one who hasn't been in a relationship. " Sasha reminded.

Connie glared at Sasha. " Girls love me. What if I just don't want to be in one? "

" Congrats on coming out. " Jean laughed.

" What?! " Connie yelled.

" Your aroace?! " Sasha asked.

Connie put his hands up. " I dunno! "

" Aw.. I'll help you!! " Sasha said.

Connie narrowed his eyes at her. " Whatever. "

" Anyways, you two go to bed. " Jean said. " Or Santa's not coming. " ( I believe that Connie and Sasha still believe in Santa.. )

" Okay!!! Night, Jean! " Sasha and Connie cheered.

Jean sighed. How do those two still believe in him..

Jean went and sat by the cookies by the fireplace, happily eating them. Best thing about Sasha and Connie still believing in Santa; cookies for Jean. And milk. Mikasa and Marco were going to come over, so everyone's presents were here. Tons of presents all around the tree.

Jean finished the cookies and milk, heading upstairs and to his room after turning the Christmas tree lights off and all the other house lights. He went to bed, hearing Sasha and Connie chatting about how excited they were and then going to bed shortly after.

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Jean woke up to Sasha and Connie shaking him awake.

" Jean! Jean! " Sasha smiled.

" What? " Jean groaned.

" Come on! " Connie yelled.

" Okay, okay, I'm coming. Let me change. " Jean muttered. " You two act like children. "

Sasha and Connie smiled widely as the two ran out of the room and downstairs. Jean changed into some plaid black and white pajama pants, white shirt, socks, and headed downstairs.

" Come on!!! Mikasa and Marco are getting here soon! " Sasha whined. " Your so slow! "

" I need coffee. " Jean sighed.