Attack on Titan One-Shots

Young Blood

Rating: pg 13

Genre: idk jeans learning abtdrugs

Pairing: mikasa/jean kinda

World: AU

A/N: lots of drugs, lots of underage stuff please don't read it if you're sensitive to this kind of stuff pls. it's kind of shitty bc I needed something to go after the porn bc I'm not iust going to leave it there you know

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Jean knocked on the door of Annie's house. The pounding on the door sounded confident, but Jean wasn't so sure that he was. The day before in homeroom, Annie had asked Jean if he wanted to come over to her house and 'fuck himself up'. Her words, not his. He wasn't too big on drugs or underage drinking, but he heard it was going to be a big thing, and he wasn't keen on missing big things.

Annie answered the door quickly, a bottle of beer in the hand not on the door, and her bright blonde hair up in a ponytail. "Finally," She opened the door up wider and Jean stepped in and took off his shoes. Annie closed the door and waited for Jean, and then led him through the hall.

They spilled out into the living room, and Jean saw a bunch of people he knew scattered around the room. Eren, Armin, Christa, Ymir, Bertholdt, Reiner, and, thankfully, Mikasa. Annie went off around the corner somewhere, and Jean sat down next to Reiner. Armin smiled at Jean, and a few people said hi. The music was beating loudly, an everyone was laughing and joking around with each other, drinking from their own bottles.

Annie walked back in, and tossed Jean the bottle she had in her hand. He opened it and took a tentative sip. Annie turned the stereo down, and held up her bottle of beer. "This is to Reiner - breaking the law and spotting a bunch of high schoolers!" Everyone raised their bottles, and Jean followed suit, and then Annie threw some clear, Ziplock bags onto the floor in front of them.

"Fuck!" Eren picked up a bag full of cigarette containers. "This is good shit!"

He pulled out a bunch of the boxes an tossed them around, everyone getting their own with a bunch left over. Jean caught his clumsily, fumbling around and nearly dropping his. Incidentally, everyone had brought their own lighters. He looked over to Reiner, who had already ripped open a package and had one of them in his mouth, lighting it.

Jean opened the package, and held one in his mouth, scared to ask for a lighter or even how to smoke cigarettes. He was still a cigarette virgin.

Annie sat down in the empty space between Mikasa and Eren, grabbing a few of the pills in one of the bags. Jean looked around and even Armin had taken a few of them. Jean looked over to Mikasa making eye contact and trying to look to her for guidance.

She nodded quickly and Jean jumped a bit as Annie turned the music on again, blasting heavy guitar music and high vocals. Jean reached out and grabbed a small, round pill and swallowed it, using the beer to help it go down.

Jean twisted the cigarette in his mouth, and Mikasa raised her eyebrow at him. She jerked her head up and then stood walking out of the room. Jean looked around at everyone else, all of them not paying attention to him or anything for that matter, and followed Mikasa into a guest bedroom.

She sat down on the bed and blew out some cigarette smoke. "Sit down, I'll help,"

She leaned over towards him and lit his cigarette. Once it was lit, she leaned back and observed him.

Nervously, Jean took a huge breath in, sucking the smoke out of the small white tube. The smoke stayed stuck in his mouth, and he looked to Mikasa for guidance.

"Breathe it in," She instructed, tapping the ashes of her own cigarette off into an empty can of beer.

Jean wrinkled his eyebrows in confusion, and then tried breathing in the smoke stuck in his mouth. His eyes popped wide open and he started coughing as he gagged on the smoke, the clouds billowing out of his mouth and into the air.

Mikasa smiled gently and then leaned over on the bed towards Jean, taking the cigarette out of his hand. "Watch,"

She sucked in only for a second, and then he watched as her throat bobbed slightly, and then she puffed out the smoke, a ring floating in the air. She handed the cigarette back to Jean. "Just breathe it in, it'll be sour but it's worth it,"

Jean looked at the cigarette inbetween his middle and index finger. He was feeling a little sick, but he trusted Mikasa. He brought it up to his mouth and only took a little bit, breathing it in. It was sour, disgusting even. He didn't understand the appeal of it, but Mikasa enjoyed it, so there must be something good to it.

Mikasa dumped the butt of her cigarette in the empty can, and then looked at Jean. "If you're not going to finish yours, I'll take it,"

Jean nodded and handed it over to her. She took a huge breath in, and then let the smoke seep through her nose. "I'm showing off," She chuckled. "Let's go back in by the pot heads."

They left the spare bedroom and walked into the living room. Jean instantly scrunched his nose. It smelled like absolute shit. He looked over to Mikasa.

"The skunk smell is weed," She explained, and then Jean grimaced. They walked around the corner and heard music coming from someone's iPod. Everyone was in a circle on the floor, their heads encircled in a cloud of smoke, and a huge bag of weed in the middle of them.

"Mikasa!" Eren stood up quickly, almost loosing his balance, "Try this shit, please, it's so -"

Reiner pulled the boy back down quickly, the cloud of smoke shifting around them. "It's really good, here," He offered his blunt to her and she walked over, taking a hit and then handing it back.

"Mm," She replied smiling.

Jean looked around the group of people on the floor. All of them had empty bottles or cans around them, and there was an array of different types of pills scattered around the carpet. Armin and Bertholdt weren't smoking, but you could tell they were getting a little loopy from the smoke they were enveloped in. Ymir and Christa were on the couch, practically on top of each other, both completely stoned and drunk off their asses. Jean clenched and unclenched his fists quickly, soaking up everything.

"Mikasa?" Jean murmured, drawing her attention back to him. As she walked over she reached out to give him a hug. "I wanna go home," He whispered in her ear.

Mikasa nodded, and took his hand, leading him past the group and upstairs. Reiner whooped at them as they ran up the stairs, and Jean heard Annie's voice, but not what she said. Mikasa shut the door at the top of the steps behind them, and then led him to Annie's room, letting his hand go as they started walking.

Her room was a beige color, and there wasn't much about it that made it Annie's, except for the stray clothes scattered around the floor. Mikasa sat down on the bed and flipped on a lamp, then ushered him over. Jean sat down on the double bed, looking at the analog clock on the night stand. It was just pushing three in the morning.

"No one will be using this room tonight. Annie will probably sleep with Reiner sometime, but she's weird about people fucking in her room. Everyone here knows that. So you can sleep in here and no one will interrupt you,"

"Mikasa-" Jean looked over at her and she turned to look at him, "Mikasa, I don't like this. I want to go home,"

She smiled sympathetically. "We've all drunk too much tonight to drive anywhere tonight,"

Jean groaned in frustration. "It's not just that, I hate all of this - this. It's not my scene, I don't get drunk or smoke or anything. It's just not me,"

She leaned over and kissed him lightly, murmuring against the corner of his lips, "I'm sorry,"

Jean's breath hitched, and then he sighed. "No, it's my fault. I don't know, I'm going to sleep I think,"

Mikasa nodded and then kissed him again, this time for a bit longer and with a bit more purpose. She brought her hands up to his face and then slowly brought her mouth away from his, cradling his head in her hands. She smiled and then kissed his forehead, walking out of the room, closing the door behind her.

He took a deep breath and then curled up on the bed, lying awake for what seemed to be hours, listening to the group downstairs laugh and what sounded like break a few things. But despite the noise, Jean eventually fell asleep.