Shutting off the water, Jean sighed loudly – shaking water droplets from his hair. Marco's eyes flicked over, having heard the dramatic sigh from the other. Jean usually ranted through their showers after soccer training sessions; however the last few days the teenager had seemed rather pent up. Marco guessed it was something due to the "date" the other had got with the blonde server back in the coffee shop, but he wasn't one to jump to conclusions. Instead, the freckled boy grabbed a towel and followed suit as Jean began dressing.

"Oi, Marco. Let's order in pizza tonight or something, and invite the bros round. I need some entertainment and these sport essays are killin' me. I took this subject thinking it was all physically based, jeez. They never said I needed to use my brain." Jean huffed a little, running a hand through his hair as his t-shirt clung to his body, the other obviously not having dried himself off completely.

Prying his eyes off the other, Marco coughed quietly to himself before nodding.
"Sure. I'll text the others now."

Grabbing their stuff, Jean sauntered off down the corridor, his mind full of annoying little blondes by the name of Armin. Ever since that night...Jean had been unable to stop himself thinking about what he'd gotten himself into. Armin, as a girl, would be totally explainable and logical to his friends. But Armin as a boy...he shuddered slightly, already imagining the taunts they'd make, the disappointment, the shock. Not that his friends weren't cool with homosexuals or anything – but Jean was what you'd call straightest of the straight. He was right in for the boobs – for the girls. See a hot girl, wolf whistle. See a hot girl, attempt to woe her. But now...he had a boyfriend! The word still seemed unfamiliar on his tongue; it'd contradict everything he'd been telling them for the past years. And that annoyed him. Eyebrows furrowed slightly, as reputation was everything. Armin was cute as a button, no denying that. But the fact he fell for Armin without even realising he was a guy...well Jean was in denial about that. The kid had been crying and blubbering everywhere and that totally guilt-tripped him, that apparently was solved through a kiss. Jean groaned inwardly. Why was he such an idiot?! The kiss had sealed the deal. If only he hadn't instinctively gone to comfort the other- he wouldn't be in this predicament!

But tonight would be a boy's night. Tonight would be where he forget all about his stupid, irrational decisions and would instead sit back, relax, drink and play videogames. Ahh. Exactly what he needed.

A soft rapping was heard against the door as Jean attempted to clear his room of all the junk cluttering up the place.

"C'mon in!" he yelled from underneath the bed – as he pathetically tried to hide all his rubbish. The door opened quietly and a low chuckle was heard at the appearance of Jean's butt wiggling to get himself back from underneath the furniture. Snapping up, the teen breathed heavily, as a lazy but dumb grin adorned his face.

"Hey Marco. When are the rest arriving?"

"Any moment now. Hey...you really should clean this place more...it sort of smells." The other frowned slightly as he made his way into the small room; opening a window in the process. Jean just hummed in response, leaning against the wall.

"But cleaning is boring. Can't be dealing with that man. Did you bring the pizza? I'm starving!"

Marco tutted softly as he took a seat on the edge of the boy's bed.
"What do you take me for? Obviously I ordered pizza – your favourite as well. It should arrive just after Connie and Mike arrive. Reiner and Bert had to cancel – apparently they've already got plans with Annie and well you know...you don't want to upset Annie."

Jean shuddered involuntarily, already imagining all the sick and terrifying things Annie would and could do if you upset her. Leaning forward to set up the xBox with a Fifa game, Jean hummed softly as silence entered the room. But it wasn't one of those awkward silences. Marco had been his best friend since middle school; even going as far as planning their arrival at college together. Marco was the best friend he could ever have and it was surprising the freckled kid didn't give up with Jean after all his stupid.

Soon enough the door bashed open and Connie dived onto the bed; making the hinges squeak painfully under his sudden weight. Mike walked in much more calmly – moreover Connie's friend than Jean's. But hey, a bro was a bro no matter what. Like promised, the pizza arrived soon after and all the boys tucked in, greasy fingers constantly flickering from the doughy deliciousness and the game control. Jean was currently playing against Mike, eyebrows furrowed as he focused on the screen probably too intently. Pizza was half hanging out of his mouth as his players whizzed around the virtual field, attacking and defending to the maximum.

"Shit." He breathed out under his breath as Mike's striker zoomed forward, passing the ball from player to player effortlessly as Jean prepared his goalie to take the shot. The boot rose to kick the ball and Jean hunched over a little more as tension began to fill his body.

'SEID IHR DAS ESSEN NEIN WIR SIND DER JAGER'

Cursing loudly Jean jumped, allowing Mike the opportunity to shoot and score from Jean's defenceless goalie. Glaring at the celebrations on the screen, Jean quickly grabbed his cellphone, accepting the caller without checking the I.D.

"Yo Kirshstein here. This better be good I just lost the championship on Fifa!"

"Jean...it's me." The soft voice mumbled across the line. "Am I calling at a bad time? Aah...sorry."

Shit. Armin. Jean's eyes widened as he shoved his controller in Marco's hands, scooting backwards to rest against the wall. Confused sets of eyes followed him as he grinned awkwardly at them, signing for them to continue playing.

"Hey! Sorry I didn't mean that – I didn't check caller I.D. How are you doing? Sorry I haven't messaged you since uh, yesterday. I've been busy with training."

A light exhale of breath was heard – obviously the blonde being relieved that Jean wasn't actually mad at him. "I'm good thanks! I didn't have work together so I was just helping clean up with Mikasa. Mm...I just missed hearing your voice." Armin giggled quietly and Jean felt his heart palpitate as he fought a blush to adorn his cheeks. The bros were here man, he had to look macho!

"Aha..I uh.." he coughed loudly as he attempted to cover up the words. "I-missed-you-too." Armin smiled cutely in response to the words – butterflies covering his stomach at his boyfriend being shy but sexy at the same time.

Jean however, stared at the ceiling intently – having seen all the boys heads snap round to observe him after the not so subtle cough and words that only an idiot wouldn't have understood. He was not here to get judged, oh my God. A lewd smirk stretched across Connie's face as he leaned forward, getting too close for comfort as Jean's gazed was dragged back down worryingly at the boy in front of him. As the teen began to open his mouth Jean's eyes widened – having regretted the very moment of inviting this dude over.

"Oh Jeaaaan~! Is that your girlfriend on the phone?" Connie winked as he spoke intentionally loudly, hoping whoever was on the line heard him.

"Uh...do you have company right now?" Armin's quiet voice fluttered from the other end of the phone and Jean quickly began stammering a lie.

"N-No totally on my own!"

"Oi Jean, is she cute? Hey hey, girl!" Connie grabbed the phone shoving his face up close to the microphone. "Jean is a real hunk y'know have you seen his dick, I've heard stories that it's legendary- AHHH-" The boy yelled as he was pushed off the bed, phone re-claimed by the original owner.

"Shit Armin! Don't listen oh my God, I want to die – he's lying oh my God, okay yeah I have a few friends over that's it. Oh God please, I'm so so sorry."

Armin, however, blushed incredibly at the words of the other boy as he sunk under the water – his phone being on speaker. Hopefully Eren or Mikasa wasn't passing by the door at that moment. His ears burned softly as he cheeks continued to be tinged – it wasn't the time to be thinking about Jean's dingle-dongle right now!

"Armin, you still there? God, babe, I'm so sorry really. Wow, yeah Connie fuck off go play the game, Marco help me please like ah!" Jean began ranting at the others before locking himself in the bathroom – away from any more potential embarrassing scenarios.

"Jean? Are you alone now?"

"Sure am! God, so sorry my friends are idiot's man."

"I-It's okay..." Armin felt a shyness suddenly overcome him, like they were talking for the first time or something. "Maybe I should go now...I'm getting sort of sleepy and I'm still in the bath."

Jean choked slightly, "You're calling me from in the BATH?!" So his current boyfriend was literally right now soaking wet and naked, holy fuck nononono Jean junior please don't make an appearance.

"Yeah...aha." A gentle laugh was heard. "So yeah...goodnight Jean."

"Night! Wait – want to meet tomorrow for lunch or something? Or dinner. Are you even working? I don't know! Ah fuck God, sorry."

rmin made a soft noise "I'm working tomorrow and I can meet you after then...we could go for Chinese or something...?" He sat up a little, the water sloshing around him and sighed softly, a whine coming from the back of his throat, his eyes widened and he coughed, trying to cover up the noise that just left his lips.

Jean nodded slightly, staring at his own reflection in the bathroom. God, when did he let his hair get so scruffy?! He really needed to straighten up if he intended on having Armin still liking him. Thus, being absorbed with his own appearance he missed the timid noise from the other - which was probably good. Hard on's after bathroom breaks with the bros were awkward. "Yeah, sounds good. I'll pick you up after your shift again if that's cool?"

"Oh yeah of course~ 5:30 as usual~?" Armin sat up and pushed himself out the water, it sloshing around and echoing around the bathroom and stepped out "It can be my treat if you want?" He wrapped his towel around himself and cuddled into the warm fabric, humming softly at the comfort.

Jean, having heard the water this time felt his mouth go dry as he forced the words out. "Sounds great. I'll see you then. Goodnight!"

"G'night Jean, I'll see you tomorrow..." Hearing the phone go dead Armin put the phone down and wrapped the towel around him before opening the door, Eren literally falling into the room "Eren!"

"Armin! I'm telling Mikasa! Ew Jean Kirchstein of all people! Ew! EW!" Eren scrunched his face up and shook his head "Seriously! Anyone else but him!" The dark haired teen made a vomiting noise and pretended to throw up onto the blonde.

"Go away Eren...you're annoying me." Armin's eyebrow twitched a little and he pushed Eren back "I'm eighteen now Eren, I don't need you babying me." Armin tried to slip past and Eren caught his arm, glaring at the blonde with hard eyes.

"I don't like him Armin. He'll break your heart." Erens eyes narrowed.

"Get off me...you're hurting me." Armin pulled his arm away "Can't you just be happy I'm happy...?" He bit his lip and disappeared into his room, sitting down on the bed.

Armin sniffed and wiped his eyes, quickly texting Jean 'I need a Jean cuddle.'

Stepping back into the room, Jean casually slided back down to the ground where his friends were playing. Marco glanced up briefly, nodding softly.
"You okay?" Jean just smiled back.

"It's all cool. Thanks." Starting to relax the teen lay back, watching the others play on the screen before his phone lit up once again. This time with a text message. Gee, he sure was popular today. Eyebrows furrowed as he read the message. Armin? They only stopped speaking like, 10 minutes ago. Quickly texting back he sighed softly. 'Yo what's up? Wanna come over? I can kick these dudes out, they're being dicks anyway. Otherwise virtual comfort- sorry I suck. -Jean x'

'Would I be a bother if I came round? I don't know if I can cope with Eren any more x' Armin sighed softly and sent the message, pulling on some sweat pants and a loose t-shirt saying 'Team Kyojin' with the mascot, a weird guy with no skin on that they called 'Titan', printed on it. He rubbed his eyes and sat back down on his bed, feeling down and hurt not only mentally but physically too.

'You better get your ass over here now. Block B, dorm 205. -Jean x' Glancing up, Jean not so carefully kicked Connie in the back.
"Yo guys, leave. I'm done and it's boring." Connie complained before being hauled up by Mike, who thanked the teen for the pizza and company before leaving. Marco however just stood there, stretching as his back clicked.

"You sure you're okay Jean? You're acting...different. But ah well, see you around. Thanks for the pizza and game. It was fun." The freckled boy smiled sweetly, eyes creasing up at the corners before leaving.

'If I slip out my window and die this is your fault okay x' Armin quickly sent the message before pulling on a hoodie and some shoes, opening his window slowly as he started climbing out; jumping neatly onto the roof and hopping down - smoothly catching the jump and as he started off towards the Dorm. Shivering slightly he zipped his hoodie up and pulling the hood up to try and stay warm - wishing he had a scarf and a coat as well to layer it up like usual. Except this time he was feeling guilty for sneaking out without telling anyone.

Jean just glanced around his room, groaning at the mess. Maybe he really should clean up more. Shoving the pizza box in the bin he quickly brushed his teeth for minty breath, brushing down his ugly slacks and band tee. Who needed to look fashionable late at night, ugh?

Soon Armin was at Jean's dormitory block and he climbed the stairs, knocking on the door shyly
"Jean...?" He stood in the doorway feeling small and nervous. It was late and what if Jean was naked or something? Ohh God no, that'd be so horribly embarrassing... Armin shook his head and his cheeks flushed a dark pink colour with the thoughts that just passed his mind.

Hearing the soft rap of knuckles against the wood, Jean launched forwards for the handle, before quickly smoothing down his hair. Opening it as subtly as he could, he smiled down at the other.
"Evening. It's a mess but c'mon in anyway." Extending the door he allowed the petite blonde to enter his not so humble abode, with posters peeling off the walls & washing shoved up in corners as rubbish scattered the sides. The only thing that was DECENT in the whole place was the bathroom - in which Jean took great pride in. He didn't want that looking gross man.

Armin made a soft noise of thanks and spoke gently.
"I'm really sorry for coming over so late Jean... I-It's just Erens being such an ass and I hate him at the minute and he still treats me like I'm ten and... A-And..." Armin fiddled with his zips "He's just treating me so mean and he w-was yelling and grabbing me and he g-got so angry..." Tears rolled down his cheeks and he hid his face, sitting down on Jeans bed and pulling his knees up. "I just fucking hate it." Armin never swore and only ever did when he was upset or angry, and right now he was both.

Jean's eyes widened as he heard the tone of the others voice - as well the sudden taboo words. Hopping up onto his bed, Jean pressed a hand softly on the other's shoulder. "Hey hey hey, what's stupid Jaegar doing this time?" Slipping closer, his arm intertwined around the others shoulder, pulling the blonde against his chest.

"He was listening to our conversation through the door which annoyed me anyway, and then he was telling me what to do like I should break up with you, you're going to hurt me and stuff like that and he grabbed my arm really tight and was right up in my face... He tried to tell me what to do and I stood up to him and apparently he didn't like that..." Armin leant into Jean and wrapped his arms around the broader teen, cuddling up to him "I don't know why he's being such a butt."

"Fuckin' Hell, there's always a stick jammed up that Jaegar's ass." Jean growled angrily, not liking the way the douchebag was treating his boyfriend at all. "Where did he grab you?"

Armin giggled light heartedly at what Jean said "He's so moody..." He unzipped his hoodie and slid down the side "On my arm..." He frowned at the finger shaped bruises on his skinny arm "I bruise easily Jean... It's n-nothing I swear..." Armin was chewing his lip nervously not liking the expression on Jeans handsome face.

Jean's eyes narrowed murderously as he looked down at the finger shaped marks decorating his blondes pale flesh. Growling softly he raised the boys arm to his lips - brushing his lips against the injured skin. Eyes flicked up to meet those of Armin's as he breathed out softly. "Sorry I wasn't there to stop him."

"It doesn't matter Jean... Mikasa always makes him suffer..." Armin smiled weakly and held his breath, Jeans eyes still connected to his wide blue ones, he bit his lip and bent his head to press his lips gently to Jeans his cheeks pinking with the contact and he closed his eyes.

Humming softly, Jean leaned forward instinctively to get a hold on Armin's jaw, tilting his chin slightly to get a better angle as he re-connected their lips. His own eyelids fluttered shut as he gently let go of Armin's arm, instead placing his hand on the waist of the other as he placed butterfly kisses against the others lips.

The blonde slid his arms around Jean's neck and pressed into his boyfriend, his back curling a little as a small hand ran through Jean's rough undercut. Armin shuddered at the feel of it against his fingers; he made a soft noise and cupped the back of Jean's neck, pulling him a little closer.

Jeans breathing began to get heavier as he pulled the other closer, totally absorbed. The blonde was light as a feather and his petite body easily reminded him of a woman which made the whole experience easier. Biting on the pouting lip presented forward, Jean's eyes re-opened as he gazed at the other - unsure of how far they were meant to be taking this.

Armin made a small soft noise, a shiver running down his spine with the feel of Jean's teeth, everything was getting very hot very quickly to Armin. His cheeks reddened and he moaned a little into the kiss. He could feel Jean's hands burning through the thin t-shirt and he pressed into the hand, wanting more touches, it was all so good.

Jean's own cheeks flushed slightly at the wanton moan that escaped from the blonde's throat- his own neediness beginning to show. Jean's fingers began to play with the tips of the boy's shirt, the hot skin enticing him. Moving his mouth he latched onto the blonde's throat, sucking on the pulsing vein gently.

Armin breathed heavily and covered his mouth, small whines slipping between his fingers "J-Jean..." He gripped onto the boys shoulder and tilted his head for Jean to have more room; he bit his lip and hid his blushing face in Jeans hair, breathing hotly into his ear.

Jean felt all the pants in his ear which travelled quickly southwards towards his groin. Groaning softly he rolled his hips forward as he clutched the blondes hips, biting into the flesh.
"F-fuck man..."

Armin bit down on his lip and moved his hips wantonly against Jeans, his cheeks were red with embarrassment, he'd never done anything like this before unless it was to himself but with someone else, especially Jean, it was a hundred times better.

"Nnn... Ah... J-Jean... Mnn..." His voice was low and husky unlike he had ever heard it before and he moaned, gripping onto his boyfriend tightly, his nails digging into his back.

Fuelled by adrenaline and passion, Jean continued to explore the others body, attacking any skin that he could get his hands on. Soon enough they reached the waistline of the blonde once again and without permission, he palmed the bulge that was obviously protruding out.

Suddenly alert, Armin pulled back and grabbed the intruding wrist, squeezing a little "J-Jean... Stop p-please... I don't think I'm ready f-for that yet..." He licked his licked his lips nervously and looked at Jean; he spoke softly "I'm really sorry..." Armin's eyes were wide and looked a little scared but glazed with lust "I'm just n-nervous and... Yeah... Uh..."

Jean's eyes flicked up in annoyance - seeing as the other had instigated the mood in the first place. Plus, the dude was fuckin' horny how cruel did Armin have to be to deny his erection? Sighing softly he learned back, allowing his hands to drop from the blonde's body. "Fine, fine. Let's stop before I regret saying that."

Armin chewed his lip nervously and climbed off of Jean's lap "I'm sorry Jean..." He rubbed the back of his neck and looked at Jean like a puppy that had been kicked, "I'm really annoying right..?" A forced laugh left his lips and he hugged his knees to his chest, resting his chin on his knees and looked at the TV, watching the paused game screen.

Glancing over, he felt his heart twinge a little at the expression the blonde wore. It wasn't his fault that he'd never experienced something like this. And really Jean, were you going to take him on a night where he'd been obviously upset? No, you were better than that. You'd take him on a night where you'd make an effort & not let it be a quick fuck. Leaning over, Jean pulled the other down onto his bed, instead winding is arm around the boys waist as he covered their faces with the duvet.
"You have work in the morning remember. You better start resting." Pressing a light kiss to the blonde forehead, Jean instead snuggled down.

Armin cuddled in close and smiled up at Jean from their little cocoon of warmth and nuzzled his chin with his nose "I'm sorry Jean... But thank you for tonight..." A smile placed on his lips and he pressed soft kisses all over the light brunettes jaw and finally snuggled down again, wrapping an arm around the light brunette. A smile tugged the tips of the Jean's lips as he scruffled blonde locks playfully. "Go to sleep kiddo."

Oh wow okay chapter 3 is up my friends

Leatherandchocolate and I have been really stressed this week ew but thank the lord school is almost over

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