Jean x Armin /under editing/

Chapter Sixteen

"Hurry up. You're gonna be late. Corporal will beat your gorgeous butt of yours if you're late again" my lover says in panic as I get dressed.

"I'll be fine. I have ten minutes. I love you" I reply, kissing Armin's forehead before running out of the room, towards the dirt track.

"Oi Kirschtein! Get over here. I have to speak to you" Corporal demands.

"Yes sir?" I answer, walking towards the small man.

"I'm sure you know about Bott, and how you and Armin need to get through this whole shit load" Corporal acknowledges.

"Sir, are you worried about us?" I question, tilting my head slighty.

"Of course not, Eren is worried about Armin's sake. He won't have sex with until he knows for sure that Armin is in good hands" Corporal groans, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Just be sure to settle this, because I'm getting really frustrated" Corporal adds.

I stand in front of him ackwardly. "I- uh. I already talked with Armin. Plus he seems more relaxed this morning. So you s-should be able to relieve your. . . tension" I mumble. 'What did I just say?!' I internally scream.

Corporal 'hmphs' in response, then waves me off. "You can go to your rooms. Training is ever, so you can rest for the expedition" Corporal announces.

"Sir!" everyone yells, saluting. He nods and we start head back to the buildings to relax.

(Armin's POV)

I roll around in bed, trying to get comfortable. Keyword: trying. 'What am I going to do? I'm so bore-' my thoughts get cut off when Jean walks in.

"Oh, hey babe. Why are you off so early? Did you get in trouble again?" I ask, sitting up with the blanket over my head.

Jean chuckles as he walks over to me and pushes onto my back. "Corporal said to relax before the next expedition" he answers, kissing my neck.

"Of sure, because this is so relaxi- mm. Ri-right th-there" I gasp, wrapping my arms around him.

"Heh, exactly" Jean chuckles, bringing his hands down to the hem of my shirt.

'Not bored anymore' I chuckle at the thought. "Hurry up. You're being such a tease" I whine against his lips.

Jean looks into my eyes then laughs, "You're so frustrated."

I blush and avert my gaze. "Maybe" I mumble, pouting.

"If you keep pouting, I won't be able to hold back" Jean whispers huskily in my ear.

"Then don't hold back" I smirk, kissing down his jaw line. Jean returns the smirk, but before he could do anything, the unexpected happens.