❀One cold night❀

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The night was cold, the stars bright in the black sky with the moon being the only light after the lanterns had been blown out. The two teens walked along the cobble path of the barracks, pebbles being crushed and turned to rubble under their feet before hearing the Caramel-haired male speak.
"Fuck. I can't believe I got kicked out of the cabin again because of Eren. UGH just the thought of him makes my blood boil!" Jean snarled with red painted across his face and ears. This happened quite frequently, when Jean gets angry, his face and ears go red. It's actually kind of cute. "Jean, you can't let him get to you this much. It's what he wants and you can't feed into it otherwise you'll end up like this repeatedly." Armin stated with a sigh following. Jean gave me an almost dirty look and wiped the dry blood from his nose. The blond looked at the black and blue shades beginning to appear on his cheek bone and directly under his eye. "You guys really did a number on each other, huh?" Armin said.
No answer.
"So... You really didn't need to stand up for me like that back there." He tried once more. It took a minute or two for the male to respond. "Eren treats you like shit," He spat.
The boy parted his lips as if He was about to speak then closed them again. "I thought it was about time someone stood up for you around here." Said Jean.
"I...I really appreciate it, You honestly have no idea." Armin replied in a hushed tone.
He heeded at the fact that Jean's cheeks had turned slightly more red before he replied, "it's whatever. But uhh... You should get back to the cabin. I have to spend the night out here." He sighed.
"About that... I'm spending the night out here with you. It was partly my fault that you and Eren had that... Disagreement."
Armin stated. Jean stopped in his tracks and looked at him. "No way, I can't let you do that. It wasn't your fault at all, it was that bastard's fault, plus it's fucking freezing out here and I can't even feel my nose." He said with a light chuckle. "I can handle it, I'll make a run back to the cabin to get blankets." He said with a smile curving his lips.
"you sure?"
"Absolutely, we'll do this together. I'll be back in a flash." He grinned before beginning to jog back to the wooden cabin. And The only thing that was going through Jean's mind at the moment was: "Damn he has a nice ass." As he looked the boy up and down. Almost immediately after, he regretted it and guilt overflowed his head. "Oh, god why am I like this?" He breathed as he ran his fingers through the layers of his undercut.
Moments later, he saw the blond render in the distance with the blankets draped around his shoulders like a cape as they blew in the breeze. It reminded him of a child as he let out a short laugh, placing his palm over his mouth.
"Got'em!" He exclaimed.
"Yeah, I can see that. Is your inner 6 year old finally breaking out of its shell?"
"Ha. Ha. Very funny." He chuckled, nudging Jean's shoulder with his own. "I know, I know. I'm hilarious." He smirked.
About an hour later, it had gotten awfully chilly. Even chillier than before. Armin and Jean were wrapped in their covers like a burrito. The blond shivered uncontrollably, turning pale as snow with only his rosy-red cheeks and red nose having any sort of color. Jean took notice to this and spoke. "Hey, Armin, are you okay?" He asked in an almost whispering tone.
"I-I-I-I'm fine." he responded with the audible sound of his chattering teeth and steam escaping his blue lips. Jean bit the inside of his cheek lightly and looked at his crystalline eyes that burned him to the core, his hesitation almost getting the best of him considering the scheme he had in mind before inching closer... And closer... And closer to the boy. He sighed grasped the blanket in one of his palms, wrapping his arm around the blond, the blanket now covering them both. "J-J-Jean?" He stammered, not being able to tell if it was the cold doing this to him or he fact that he was now flustered. Jean's cheeks tinged red as he stared the opposite direction of Armin to try and conceal it.
"I think it'd be best if we just tried to sleep." The male tried before Armin nodded in agreement. The blond admired the Male's body heat that radiated against him and noticed that Jean suddenly looked very woozy.
He swallowed hard and glanced at Jean's free hand. He saw yellow bruising and scrapes along his knuckles, lightly caressing them, feeling weight press against his shoulder. Jean was sound asleep with his defined cheekbone rested against the blond's shoulder. Armin couldn't help but let a smile form on his small lips as he slightly laced his fingers with Jean's. They rested like that for a moment or two before he felt the male give a light squeeze in return.

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Ugh this wasn't very long but hopefully I didn't make you cringe too much :^)

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