#so how could i leave? i'd literally die of loneliness in a month tops

[inrainbowscd]

haven't stopped crying since i woke up 🧍‍♂️ one of the 5 ppl i care abt is gonna move to another city at the end of the year and it feels like i just got hit by a bus. why is everything so hard

[babluvsu]

Eren Doesn't Know (Jeanx readerx Eren) Chapter 4

Dating Eren is hard, especially when he’s in a band that’s constantly away. While your boyfriend is gone, your friend Jean decides to help out with your loneliness. Problem is, neither of you can stop

Warnings: While this chapter is meant to be somewhat lighthearted there is som sexual themes and angst themes

I swear this was my favorite Chapter to write. Armin is so cute and sweet. Connie was something else this Chapter

Don't forget to checkout the other author's page!! @msack3rman they recently posted a Jean story, I'd suggest reading 😩

2k Word count

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, ((Chapter 4))

The holidays were always the worst time of year. The mix between the cold and rushing to buy everyone a gift made these months some of the worst. This year in particular was a stressful one. Eren was home this year for the holidays just like he promised, but now you have to find time for both him and Jean. You knew this was no one’s fault but your own.

Jean was having a small Christmas party for your friends. Though it took some time, you convinced Eren to go with you, though you were hoping he would tell you to just go by yourself. Him and Jean in a house together for that long was not a good idea. Both of their egos are too big to be around each other without fighting. One of them always had to be right.

When Jean answered the door, he seemed a little shocked that Eren was with you, but he never said anything about it. You greeted your friends Connie and Sasha. Sasha kept talking about some food that Jean made, claiming it was the best thing she’s ever had. You laughed and told you that you would try some later.

Jean walked with you into the kitchen, making sure that the two of you were alone. “Why did you bring Eren with you?” He asked as a hand wrapped around your waist. You gave him a weird look, pulling back a bit.

“Because he’s my boyfriend?” It was pretty obvious why you brought him. “Just please don’t make anything weird or start any fights.” You walked towards some of the food Sasha was talking about.

Don't make anything weird? Jean scoffed softly. Before he could say anything else Sasha had come to get more of the food she was talking about. She was piling items onto your plate too. Stating, "C'mon it's a party we gotta stuff ourselves." You laughed at her and had to stop her from over stacking your plate.

"I'm good Sasha, one wrong step with this plate and Jean will have to scrub the floor for hours." Sasha made a face of guilt, her plate was stacked like a Janga tower and could collapse at any second, "I didn't think about that one." You rolled your eyes playfully and pulled her back to the living room. You sat on the couch and Sasha sat on the floor at Jean's coffee table.

You looked around after you had sat down and couldn't find Eren or Mikasa. "Hey Armin." The blonde boy looked at you through his bangs. You continued your question, "Where's Eren and Mikasa?" He looked at the door. "Carla called, they're talking with her now." You nodded and ate more of your food still holding conversation with Sasha, ignoring the times you'd catch Armin looking at you.

Jean peaked around the corner and called out your name, "Can I get some help in the kitchen? I'm setting up the drinks." You stood up and turned to Sasha, "Touch my food and I'll literally beat you up." Sasha gave you a mischievous look before reaching over and taking a chip from your plate. Jean grabbed your wrist, "Drinks now. Fight later." You gave Sasha a look before you were pulled away completely.

You were familiar with Jean's kitchen and you knew where he kept all of the glasses you'd need for the night. You heard the fridge close and you and Jean came to put the cups and soda on the counter. Jean glanced at you, and you jumped at the feeling of his hand sliding across your lower back.

Your reaction caused a breathy laugh to come out of him. He used his other hand to turn you to face him, his fingers pressed into your hip firmly. "I heard them say Eren stepped out.." You rolled your eyes, "For a moment while his mother called." He shrugged. "That mama's boy is gonna take forever to get off of the phone." His hand moved lower, gripping your ass.

Jean pulled you closer with this grip, "Jean, not here." Your tone was very strict. He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips, he gently bit at your bottom lip. The action caused you to chase after him as he pulled back. He gave you that stupid, cocky smile he always did, "I'm not the only one who wants this."

His other hand slid down before he lifted you up onto the counter. His hands settled on the top of your thighs and his lips were pressed to yours not long after. Jean pulled your body to the edge of the counter, settling between your legs as the kiss became rough. The fabric of his jeans rubbed against your core through your leggings. The friction caused you to moan into the kiss.

You placed your hands on his shoulders and pushed away roughly. "I said not here." He backed away to let you off of the counter, a pout on his face. Meanwhile Mikasa and Eren had come back into the party. Eren looked around at everyone, noticing you were missing along with Jean. He looked down at Sasha, "Where did they go?"

Sasha raised her head from your plate of food and said some nonsense that no one could make sense of. Connie smacked the back of her head, "Close your mouth when you're eating, were you raised in a barn?" Marco rolled his eyes at the two of them, "They went to the kitchen to set up the drinks."

Mikasa looked over at Armin with raised eyebrows. While Eren shrugged it off, she sat down next to Armin. "The kitchen?" She whispered the question frantically and the blonde just nodded. "Are they alone?" He nods again and Mikasa bites her lip nervously. She looks around before shooting up from her seat. "I'm going to the kitchen!" She exclaimed much louder than she meant to.

Connie looked at her like she was crazy before giving a thumbs up. "Good for you Mikasa. You go to that kitchen." Armin sat staring off into space, startled when Mikasa grabbed the hood of his jacket and lifted him from the couch. Armin let out a small noise of protest at the uncomfortable feeling as she dragged him to the kitchen with her.

They entered the kitchen, Mikasa still holding onto Armin’s jacket. “What’s going on?” Mikasa asks, trying to seem casual but it comes off more intimidating. Y/n and Jean turn around from the counter full of drinks to look at Mikasa and Armin, who looked like he really did not want to be there.

“Uhh, yeah. What’s going on?” Armin repeats, trying to sound just as intimidating. Instead he just sounded like a little kid.

“Um, nothing.” Jean tells them, giving them a weird look. Mikasa stares at you and him, taking note of the slight blush on your face. She nods slowly.

“Right, then what’s taking so long?” Armin nods along with her, repeating her question again, trying his best to match her tone. It makes you wanna laugh.

“Nothing, we’re actually done if you wanna help carry them in.” He tells them, hoping that they would stop questioning the two of you. You pick up a few drinks before walking out of the kitchen, Jean doing the same.

When they left, Armin looked up at Mikasa, “What did you expect? To walk in on them fucking?”

She sighs, “No but something is definitely going on, did you see the way she was blushing? They were probably doing something before we walked in.” Armin shrugs his shoulders at her, “We need to keep a closer eye on them.”

“Or maybe we need to back off because there could be literally nothing going on.” He turns on his heels to walk back into the living room, “You’re probably reading into it too much, Mikasa. If Eren trusts her then so do I.”

“Mikasa! Thank god you made it back from the kitchen!” Connie yells, throwing his hand over his heart, “Who knew what could’ve been happening in there!” He lets out a dramatic sigh, Sasha laughing at him.

“Yeah, Who knows what could’ve been going on,” Sasha joins in, “They could’ve been getting it on or something, thank god Mikasa was there to check.” The two laughed together on the couch while everyone else stood there tense, trying to play it off. Armin’s hand tightened around his drink, letting out a forced laugh.

Catching onto the tense atmosphere, Marco’s laugh started to die down, looking at you and Jean. He could see a slight panic in his friend’s eyes and he felt his heart drop. He couldn’t help but think how stupid his friend is sometimes.

“Yeah.. That would be soo weird.” Jean tries to play it off, forcing out a laugh as he looks at you.

“Dude chill, you sound like you’re trying to make a joke at a funeral.” Sasha laughs loudly again, letting out a loud snort that made everyone laugh. Luckily the tension died down quickly after that and conversation began to flow freely between the group again.

Moving to sit on the couch, you tried to listen to whatever they were talking about, but thoughts about Mikasa and Armin almost catching the two of you wouldn’t leave your mind. The feeling of Jean sitting next to you, an arm thrown around the back of the couch, broke you from your thoughts. You thought nothing of the action, finally joining in on whatever joke Connie and Sasha were laughing about.

You look up at Eren who is now standing over the two of you. “Jean, move.” He tells him, his voice serious and a little mean. It takes both of you back for a moment.

“Are you serious?” Jean asks, not knowing if this was a joke or something. Eren shakes his head, not breaking eye contact. “Dude it’s my fucking house, find somewhere else to sit.”

Eren looks surprised, laughing in shock, “I’m serious, Jean, get the fuck up.” By now it was silent, everyone staring at them. All the attention made your cheeks flush, looking up at Eren and silently begging him to just shut up. He looks at you for a moment and the look in his eyes makes you lower your head. You know there is no stopping him.

Instead of trying to stop the fight, Jean gets more defensive, wrapping an arm around your shoulders now. You could see Eren ball his hand up into a fist, his jaw tightening. You could hear the shaky breath he let out. "She's not your girlfriend, get your hands off of her." Jean's hand slaps down on the arm of the couch and he pushes himself to a standing position. He and Eren practically chest to chest.

"Oh?" The slight lilt in his voice made you panic. Eren's shocked smile fell, leaving a stoic expression on his face. Eren opens his mouth to speak but you interrupt him. "Jean just shut the fuck up for once." The silence was heavy, you could barely hear anyone's breathing, including your own.

Jean looks down at you utterly shocked, "What?" His voice came out soft and he almost sounded hurt. At the moment you didn't care. You felt embarrassed at how this escalated, and it wouldn't have ended like this if Jean had just moved. You set your drink down and stood up with a deep frown on your face, "Whatever. Eren let's go. Please."

The red on your face was burning. Almost painful as you avoided making eye contact with anyone, your eyes stung. There were tears trying to form but you refused to cry in front of everyone.

Mikasa stood up once the front door shut, "Armin we're leaving too." Armin's shaky hands gripped his glass and he looked at her before quickly downing the rest of the alcohol. Mikasa began to walk away and Armin looked at her full glass and her, shifting his gaze between the two. He let out an exasperated sigh before chugging her entire glass as well.

Connie raised his drink to Armin, "Hey buddy, you look like you need this more than I do." Armin, almost teary eyed, reaches for the glass. Before he could even come into contact with it Mikasa was dragging him out by his hood once more.