Attack On Titan: Seven Minutes In Heaven

Jean Kirschtein PT1

"I guess there's nothing wrong with going first." You smiled. As you put your hand into the emptied bin, you felt around for an object. As you were thinking of grabbing a small and cold object, something warm and leathery wrapped around your finger. You furrowed your eyebrows and pulled out your hand.

"BWAHAHAHAHAHA!" Hange exclaimed, rolling in her back and holding her stomach. Levi, although holding his usual stoic expression, looked ready to kill her.

You were puzzled as to why she suddenly laughed, but when you looked down at the object in your hand, you nearly had the same reaction.

Jean slammed his hands in the table. "Who the HELL put reigns in there?!" He slowly looked around the room. His eyes landed on Hange. "C-Commander?! Why?"

"We aaaaaalllllll know about your crush on (Y/N)-" She clamped her own hand over her mouth, her eyes widening in a semblance of apathy, although everyone in the room knew she meant to say that. After holding back another raucous laugh, she slowly retrieved her hand. "When you didn't put an object in the bin, I had to put one in for you... and what's a better object than a reign~?!"

Jean bit his tongue to stop him getting in trouble with the Commander. As he cast his eyes towards you, his face soon became red. Not because of his anger for the chosen object, but because you were the one that chose it.

And now, he had to spend seven minutes alone with you. You in turn looked down at the object and bit your tongue harder. Jean scoffed and folded his arms across his chest.

"Pfft. It's only seven minutes." He tried to cover up his excitement. Armin looked up and blinked at him.

"Four hundred and eighty seconds." He smirked, his cheeks dusted red. He had obviously drunk alcohol. He brought a finger up to his own chin and stroked it. "Think of all of the possibilities~"

"RIGHT! LET'S GO." Jean turned and grabbed your wrist, not wanting to hear where the conversation was inevitably going to lead.

You stumbled a little before matching his pace as you followed him to the office. He was constantly mumbling underneath his breath, something about losing his trust in others.

When he closed the door, he sighed. "Finally..." He panted slightly.

You flicked your gaze from his hand, which had moved down to hold yours, to his reddening face. His eyes widened slightly as his hand flew off of you. He turned away from you and stuttered.

"S-Sorry. I-I didn't mean to do that." He claimed. You smirked and he glanced over his shoulder. "Please ignore any comments made by any other people apart from me."

You tilted your head and smiled. "Sure, whatever."

You skip away from Jean and skip towards the window. The wall could clearly be seen from the window. You smiled at your victorious mission with the Scouting Legion, remembering how scared Jean and the others were when the first titan showed up. Connie's face was hilarious...

"Oi. What're you smirking at?" He asked, suddenly appearing next to you.

You held a hand over your mouth and shook your head. Jean and the rest were so inexperienced at killing titans, it was almost funny. Sure, Mikasa was skilled, but compared to Levi and you, she was mediocre.

"It's nothing." You lied, your smile giving you away.

Jean raised and eyebrow and folded his arms across the table. "That the truth?" He asked.

"U-huh." You nodded. Jean carried on staring at you a while before turning around to lean his back on the windowsill.

"You know," he began, smiling cockily. "I killed a titan by myself out there."

"Cool. Was it hard for your first time~?" You cooed, looking up at him with a smirk clear on your face.

Jean blushed. "O-Of course not! And s-stop looking at me like that..." He trailed off into a whisper.