Life is Strange (EreJean)

Files

"Fuck," I groaned, squinting my eyes open at the sound of my alarm going off and hurriedly trying to find it in the pocket of my jeans to turned it off. I let out a sigh of relief at the sudden silence, laying back in bed and staring up at the ceiling

It took a few moments for me to catch up with reality, quickly remembering where I was and who I was with. I looked over to my left, biting down on my lower lip when I saw Jean still sleeping beside me. He was shirtless, and I had to take a moment to try to recall the events of the night before.

I honestly couldn't remember much after I tried to kiss Jean for the first time, and even the moments leading up to then were a little patchy. All I knew was that he ended up kissing back and that I was now in bed with him and... Well, he was shirtless.

Did we...?

Fuck, I hoped not. I mean, it wasn't that I didn't want to. It was just that I'd rather have been able to remember it if we had.

I glanced down at myself, realising I was only wearing my sweater and my boxers. Hesitating for a moment first, I ended up lifting the covers to check if Jean was wearing anything else. 

"Having fun there, Jaeger?"

I jumped slightly at the sound of his voice, jerking my hand away from the covers and looking over to meet his gaze. His cocky grin only made me feel more nervous, blood rushing to my cheeks as I stuttered out an explanation. "Sorry. I, uh, just got curious because... Well, I mean, I wanted to know if, uh..."

"If we fucked?" He said bluntly, finishing off the sentence that I had trailed off from. He laughed a little when I awkwardly looked away, nudging me gently to get me to look at him again. "Don't look so nervous. Nothing like that happened."

I let out a sigh of relief, giving a small nod. "Good. I mean, not that I wouldn't want to," I explained quickly, trying not to give in to the urge to look away again. "Just, you know, I'd rather not have whilst drunk and then not even remember it."

"I know," he said, looking away as he reached over to lazily hold onto my hand. I followed his gaze, giving his hand a light squeeze. "You remember what happened before we went inside, though, right?"

I gave another nod. "I remember."

"Good," he said quietly, squeezing my hand gently in return. I stayed staring down at our hands for a few moments before sighing and reluctantly pulling away to get out of bed. We still needed to find a way to look at Nile's files without him knowing, and we weren't going to be able to do that if we were lying in bed.

<p>I dragged my fingers through my hair as I crouched down by the bed to pick up my jeans, wrinkling my nose slightly at the salty smell and the damp feeling of them. "Did we go in the ocean last night or something?" I asked, standing up again so I was looking at Jean.</p>

"You wanted to go for a dip," he shrugged, moving so he was leaning his back against the headboard. "If you want, you can just borrow some of my clothes."

"Right," I mumbled, turning around and opening his closet door to find something to wear. "Uh, no offence, man, but you're not exactly my style," I mumbled, looking through the many band t-shirts and ripped jeans. I gave a soft hum then, grabbing a few hangers with clothes that wouldn't make me look like the stereotype of a school dropout. "I like these."

"Of course, you do," he said, rolling his eyes and smiling a little. I didn't really understand his response. I had chosen a black and white striped t-shirt, black jeans, and a greenish-brown shirt. "Those are Marco's clothes."

"Oh!" My eyes widened slightly at that. "Uh, well, I mean I can just grab something else to wear. I don't want it to be weird if I'm, uh, like..."

"Calm down, man. Just wear the damn clothes, it's not a big deal," he shrugged. I just nodded, pulling off my sweater and ignoring Jean's obvious stares as I got dressed. Once I was done, he started searching through his bedside drawer, pulling out a container a few moments later and starting to roll out a cigarette. "Mom will be making breakfast about now. You can head on down without me. I gotta wake 'n bake first."