I REALLY WANTED AT LEAST ONE DRUMSTICK FROM TRISTAN. It's killing me. ;-; BUT, I might go to a 5sos concert. I doubt it. Still, what if I caught Ash's drumstick IF I go? That would be. . I can't even describe it. Although I'm a Luke girl, that would be AMAZING. Sorry for rambling on, enjoy!
--------------------------------------You screamed on the inside, staring at the drumsticks. Not just any drumsticks, no. The drumsticks that Tristan did the wicked drum solo with.
You felt heat on your cheeks. "I-I caught it." You whispered, tightening your grip on it, in case any fangirls tried to grab it.
Jean smiled, seeing you holding the drumsticks. You glanced at him.
"You caught it." He said quietly, but loud enough for you to hear.
"I guess so. . I don't know how." You replied. The drumsticks were warm from the drummer holding onto them.
"You're special. Of course you caught them." Jean grinned.
You blushed a bit harder. "Thank you."
"No problem. Should we get home?" He asked. You nodded.
You got into the passenger seat and put on the seat belt. Jean got into the driver's seat and did the same.
You smiled and texted Ross:
Hey.
Ross sent:
Hi. :)
You quickly replied:
What's up?
He texted:
Not much. Watching Rocky and Ellington on the Xbox.
You sent:
Cool.
Ross:
So, what are you doing?
You:
Heading home. Saw another concert.
Ross:
Oh. I'll let you drive now.
You:
Jean is driving. It's his car.
Ross:
Ohh. Is he your boyfriend?
You chuckled a bit and typed:
No. We're only best friends.
He quickly replied:
Ah. I see.
You:
Mhm.
Ross:
I'm going to go play on the Xbox. Bye. :)
You:
Alright. Bye.
You glanced at Jean. His eyes were fixed on the road.
You slowly fell asleep.
Jean smiled. "Don't leave."
"I will." You glared at him. "A smile won't always win, Kirstein."
"You don't have it in your heart to leave me. I'll change." He thought you weren't serious.
You grabbed onto the engagement ring that was on your finger. "You won't. I've heard that for four years."
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Not The Same. [Jean x Reader]
FanficWhen Jean Kirstein meets (f/n) (l/n), he realizes she's not the same as the girls who love to gossip and be popular. Jean thinks she would fit in with his group of friends, people who don't care about what others think. But, will she accept that inv...