Trapped in Hell (Jeanxoc)

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"Have you ever gone ice skating?" Jean asked.

"Yeah when I was still living in Russia" I said.

"Well you look cute, aren't you cold though?" Jean asked.

"Oh yeah, I'm freezing my ass off" I said.

"Then why wear that?" Jean asked.

"Because I look cute" I said smiling. I wore a black skirt that went to my thigh a white fuzzy long sleeve v neck with a blue scarf.

"Well that makes sense" Jean chuckled.

"Of course" I smiled as we walked up to the place to rent some ice skates. We got our skates after some time, which took kind of long for reason, then put them on at a bench. "Do you know how to iceskate?" I asked.

"Yeah, if I didn't I wouldn't have asked to go with you" Jean said smiling.

"Makes sense" I got up with Jeans help and we got onto the ice rink.

"It's pretty here, I love ice rinks that are outdoors" I said.

"I thought you might like it" He smiled and started skating.

I began to follow him but I got really wobbly and fell on my face "ow" I squeaked.

Jean looked at me "What happened??" he asked and helped me up.

"I dont know...." I said.

"Are you ok?"

"My boobs fucking hurt" I said grabbing one with my hand "owe" I hissed.

Jean chuckled as he was holding my other hand to keep me steady "Are you kidding?"

"No! Geez boobs aren't just lumps of fat, they feel pain and mine are fairly sensitive and I completely fell on them" I said.

"..oh.. I'm sorry.."

"Whatever, let's just skate" I started to skate but then nearly fell, Jean managed to catch me in time before I hit the ground.

"Are you sure you know how to skate?" Jean asked smirking slightly.

"I mean it's been seven years.. but I dont think I would have completely forgotten" I said.

Jean kissed my cheek and put his hand on my waist and held my hand "Well until you get a hang of it again let me help you"

"....ok..." I said meekly. I really didnt understand why I couldn't skate, I used to do it all the time and would even compete in competitions.

"So how was your time without me?" Jean asked smirking and started to skate with me.

"It was AMAZING" I said teasingly.

Jean mock pouted "Really?"

I ruffled his hair "I'm kidding... I actually thought about you and almost called you" I said blushing a little.

Jean smiled softly "Well I missed you a lot, 3 days without hearing your voice or seeing your face was torture. I was almost going to ditch my family and get a flight right too you" his cheeks were a light pink as he said that.

"Were you really?" I asked.

"Yeah... everything was booked though" Jean said.

I squeezed his hand gently "Well it's nice you tried, so how was North Dakota?" I asked.

"It was boring. When I went into town some blonde idiot started flirting with me, it was gross, I told her my heart was set on someone. But still, she kept trying to get at me, gee what is with this country and their scandalous women" he sighed.