Chapter 2: Forgotten
AN: Hey guys. I'm back with another chapter of Hello Again. I would like to say a happy belated birthday to my dear friend Abby! I love you! I do not own Attack on titan or any of the characters or plots. The only plot I own is the plot of this fanfiction! And I own my oc's! Now then enjoy the fanfic! (Sorry about all the typos in the last chapter and probably this one too)
"Why would I do that?" The freckled man asked. Jean hugged him tighter.
"Cause ya always do that in my drea-"Jean eyes widen as he realized what he was doing. He was in the real world. Where dreams don't come true only nightmares and this man he was hugging was a complete stranger. Jean pushed away from the man; leaving him confused. "I-I'm sorry that I hugged ya like that! It'd just that ya reminded me of someone." Jean explained; avoiding his eyes from the light brown eyes that were staring happily into his. A pink blush showed up on jeans face.
"I guess I have one of those faces." The freckled man replied as he chuckled. Jean gave a little smile. It was the first time he heard his dream guy laugh or chuckled and it felt like music to his ears.
"M-My name is Marco Bott. What's your name?" Marco asked as he pulled out a small notebook from his tan messenger bag but, it seems to have a problem trying to find it. Jean took this moment to observe Marco. He wore a navy blue half-placket tab sleeve top with light brown jeans and Sperry's. Marco was an average height and an average sized man; who was covered with freckled. Jean tried to count them all but was too distracted by his freckles to realized that Marco was trying to get his attention.
"W-what?" jean asked as he stumbled on his words.
"What's your name and your number?" the last part caught him by surprised.
"Oh! My name is Cirstin Dean… I mean! Kirstein Ean… No!" fuck get it together man! The brunette mentally yelled as he scratched the back of his head. "It's Jean Kirstein." A little blush came on his face. "And my number is 256-132-5963." Jean replied to Marco's questions. There was silence between the two then suddenly Marco began to put his notebook away and faced the golden eyed man. The black haired man extended out his hand. Jean looked at his freckled hand then looked up into his gorgeous brown eyes.
"It was nice meeting you Jean. I hope you could see again!" Marco flashed his bright smile. Warmth filled jean's heart that was melting away the sadness. Jean took his hand. It fit perfectly into his. He didn't want to let his hand go. What if I don't see you again?
"Y-yeah! See you later.." jean waved as he watched the man walk away; every fabric in his body was telling him to go after him but he ignored it knowing he would regret it the next day ; his sadness returned as he began to head to the store.
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Jean set the bags of groceries down as he unlocked the door. Jean stepped into his empty home and placed the goods down on the dining room table. He sighed. A loud vibration was heard on his coffee table. Jean looked at his Iphone and his eyes widen.
Hi jean! This is me Marco Bott! This is my number! How's it going?
Jean picked up is phone and stared at the phone. Shit what should I say? Oh hey I was just thinking about ya. I didn't think you would text this early... No... Maybe…. I see thanks… no! I have to be cool! I got it! The brunette mentally thought as he finally typed what he wanted to say.
Fair.
Jean was now proud of his answer and was ready to receive the text from Marco.
Oh really? That's cool I guess…
Jean mentally screamed. He curse out loud and cursed his stupidity.
So what's up?
Nothing I'm sitting with one of my dearest friends. Her name is lorla. She is super nice!
Jean laughed at the word dearest. That's cute. Dearest. .
That's chill
Yeah…
There was a minute of two of no vibrating. Jeans heart began to sink a little. He was so excited to talk to Marco. He couldn't wait. A second meant an eternity for him. A knock soon came at the door.
"Who is it?"
"It's me Armin!"
"An' Ame-Ame-Amethyst!" the child struggled to say. Jean quickly got up and unlocked the door to a frantic Armin.
"Jean I just got called in to work at Maria's and I came to drop off Amethyst." Armin said as he put the child down that ran into the house.
"This early? Who called in?" Jean asked.
"Sai did, she got in a car wreck and had to go to the hospital. I heard you were back so I brought her back here. I know you didn't want her to stay with Eren." Armin replied. Just as he said that amethyst came running through house.
"I worrier Pencess Ame-amt-Ameyst will save the prencess from horse face!" she shouted carrying one of her many toy swords. Jean turned to Armin.
"He taught Ame my nickname?" a nervous laugh came from Armin. "I'm gonna kill that bastard!" jean muttered as low as he can sp Amethyst could hear.
"Sorry Jean but I have to go now or else I will be very late! Bye Amethyst!" Armin said.
"Bye Bye! Uncl' Armin!" Amethyst replied as she waved her toy swords; giving him a nice smile.
"Bye Jean takes care!" Armin waved as he left down stairs and to the left to get in his 2006 blue Ford. Jean closed the door and walked back to his phone that was lying on the coffee table.
So Jean what are you doing now?
Jean looked at his child pretending to be a warrior Princess fighting a dragon then back to his phone.
Just hangin' and watching TV.
That's cool.
A few minutes passed by without a reply.
Hey Jean I'm sorry if I don't remember you... Like if we meet again… I have memory issues.
Memory issues? Now jean was curious
Memory issues? Like short term memory?
Yeah something like that
That's ok! I'll help ya remember me ;3
The moment jean sent the message he realized what he sent was not a smiley face but a winky face. Jean mentally screamed. Holy Fuck! Holy shit! What if he gets the wrong idea? Holy fuck I'm so screwed!
I AM SO SORRY MARCO I MENT TO DO A SMILEY FACE BUT THE DOTS WERE TO CLOSE TOGETHER! IM SO SORRY!
Oh it's ok O/O
ARE YOU SURE? I'M NOT COMING ON TO YOU OR ANYTHING! SURE I THINK YOU'RE OK! BUT IT'S NOT THAT I THINK UR UGLY OR ANYTHING! I THINK YOU'RE ATTRACTIVE BUT NOT LIKE THAT U KNOWS?
I guess... I have to go now bye jean!
Bye….
Jean threw his phone on the couch.
"I scared Him off!" jean said to himself as he sat on the loveseat.
"Scared who of daddie 'ean?" Amethyst asked.
"It's off Ame and it's a friend I just meet when ya were at Uncle Armin's house.
"Oh" amethyst walked towards her dad and sat on his lap. "Is daddie 'ean friend a girl like momma?" Amethyst replied with a question.
"Is Ame daddy's friend isn't a girl. It's a boy." An oh was heard.
"Is daddie 'ean's friend like momma?" her hazel eyes filled with curiosity. Jean ruffled the shoulder length hair.
"You're just like your momma always curious about things..." Jean sighed. "I don't know Ame… I haven't really gotten to know him yet."
"Daddie 'ean… is ya friend goining the re- replace momma?" Jean looked down at his child and kissed her head.
"No Ame… no one is gonna replace ya mom ok?" he said. His heart started to become heavier and his eyes glossed.
"Daddie 'ean when momma come home?" that sentence striked fear into his heart.
"Soon Ame…soon..." Jean said as he rubbed Amethyst back. His mind soon drifted to thoughts of Rae. God I hate myself.
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It's been two weeks since he last talked to Marco. A couple of times he picked up the phone just to stare at the name. He longed to see him. Maybe he's just busy… Jean thought but then his mind went back to the mistake text. Maybe I scared him off. He sighed and but his phone in his pocket. It was four o'clock and it was time for his weekly run. He was wearing black basketball shorts with a navy blue shirt and black Nike's. Jean then locked the apartment door and headed down stairs. He didn't have to worry about Amethyst for this afternoon. She was at Armin's house playing with Eren's and Armin's Daughter. Her name was Mikasa. She was the same age as Amethyst five years old: and with Amethyst being there with her made Mikasa come out more. Jean inserted his ear buds. The loud music began to play and Jean started to run.
The brunette was now jogging through the park. A few female joggers came up and chat with him and ask him he was single but he turned them down. His mind was focused on his dream guy Marco. He soon saw the familiar freckled neck. A smiled crept on jean's face.
"Marco!" He yelled excitedly sprinting towards the man. Marco turned around.
"Me?" he pointed to himself.
"Who else would be named Marco?" a smug grin came on his face.
"I'm sorry but have we met before?" Jean's grin began quickly turned to a frown, his heart sunk deep into darkness…..
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