Chapter 8: Jean

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I was beginning to have the urge on punching Eren. One, he shoved his hand down my pants and two, he left me with a boner. Again.


I sat on the couch with a pillow covering my crotch area. The guys had finally recovered from their hangover. Eren and Mikasa left minutes ago, something about shopping. Bullshit.


Marco was glancing over at me. His expression was had a mixture of amusement and pity in it. Smart dude. He knew exactly what was going on.


I really couldn't contain it by just sitting there in the condition I was in, but I had no choice. I couldn't go upstairs and jerk myself off. Like, come on. The walls weren't thick at all. And now that Eren wasn't here, I was completely stuck.


It seemed as Marco wasn't the only one picking up on my frustration. Armin was giving me side-glances and him and Marco seemed to have communicating through eye-contact. I groaned silently, picking up my phone and hoping that Eren would text me soon. Sadly, he didn't.


"Oi, Jean."


I looked up at the speaker. Marco was standing in front of me with a frown. He found al this interesting. I could tell." What?"


"Lets go and order a pizza or something."


Marco and I had this... uh... code word when something was up. We'd always say something about getting food, then adding 'or something' after it.


I nodded and got up, slightly happy that my erection went down a bit so it wasn't as noticeable. We both walked into the kitchen and Marco sighed as he closed the door.


"Mikasa will kill you if she finds out."


I put on my best sarcastic smile." Oh really? I didn't have a fucking clue that she would pull me apart, limb by limb."


"You are an asshole, Jean."


I sighed and leaned against the counter top." Clearly. It's fucking impossible to fall in love with the guy that you used to hate and that has a weird adoptive sister that wants to fuck him."


Marco laughed." I see that now."


"Like how am I supposed to even go near him with Mikasa suspecting that we're dating? It's like if Dark Souls had an extremely hard mode. Literally impossible to beat."


He shrugged as if the answer were easy." I'll take her out for a movie or something to get her off your back. Like maybe a date. I don't know."


"Says my gay brother."


He threw an empty milk jug at me, and why he had one of those laying around was beyond me." Correction: Pansexual."


"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. But can you even pry her away from Eren?"


He smirked and took out his phone, not saying a word. After a count of thirteen, the silence was broken.


"Hey, Mikasa. It's me, Marco."


He smiles."Good, thanks. I was wondering if you wanted to go to a concert next Saturday."


"Well, My Chemical Romance decided to do another tour even though they broke up." He gives me a look." I'd go with Jean, but he's being an ass and you're the only other person who likes My Chem."


I gave him a blank look. He wasn't lying about the tickets and we were supposed to go but now I guess I'm fucking Eren next Saturday. Sheesh.


"Great! I'll pick you up around six. Okay, bye." He hung up and set his phone down." Problem solved. You can fuck Jaeger and I can go to a exclusive MCR concert."


I flipped him off." You are so lucky Mikasa likes them even more than I do. But thanks, I guess."


He just shrugged and walked out, humming Teenagers. How fucking ironic.


I lay my head on the table, eyes closed, thinking of how easy it was to trick Mikasa. I guess she loved bands more than Eren.


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