Pairing: Jean/Annie

Verse: Modern; High School AU

Rating: T

A/N: Oh wouldja look at that. A third update.

Jean was in a dilemma.

He used to have a big crush on Mikasa (it was ridiculous, but who could blame him? Have you looked at her?). When he finally got the guts and told her, she let him down gently. He couldn't even be mad at her. She had been so awkward and cute about it that he smiled and asked if they could still be friends. She, thankfully, said yes.

The problem?

Two years later and he had it bad for one of her friends, Annie Leonhardt. The apathetic star soccer player (number four to be exact, he's checked), who turned down every unfortunate male who had the balls to ask her out (while the rest never made eye contact with her), had somehow captured his heart and he didn't know what to do about it. The only people who knew about his feelings were his best friend, Marco, and Mikasa herself. Both giving him words of encouragement. Jean considered Annie a friend, since she actually gave him the time of day and acknowledged him whenever they saw each other. Like Mikasa, she was quiet and withdrawn, and only mingled with their inner circle. He's seen her smile and laugh and, as rare as those times were, he always felt his heart race every time.

On a rainy day, he approached Mikasa before class. He almost never got time alone with her because she was always attached to Eren and Armin by the hip. Those three have been inseparable since he met them. The raven looked pretty today, with her longer hair swept over one shoulder and red sweater standing out against the gloomy weather outside. "Hey, Mikasa."

Mikasa closed her locker, binder and book balanced on one arm, leaning against it with the other. "Hey."

"Do you think soccer practice is gonna be cancelled today?"

Her lips curved up. "I don't know. Why don't you ask her?"

Jean shifted his weight from one foot to the next, folding his arms across his chest. "'S not funny."

"It's cute."

He felt his cheeks get hot. "…Shut up."

"You're already friends with her. At least she likes you to an extent."

"Thanks, that makes me feel so much better."

"You'll never know how Annie feels unless you show her that she can open up to you. She's a guarded person, but…there's more to her than people think."

"Like you?"

Mikasa laughed softly. "More or less."

When was Mikasa not right? It was like she and Armin knew everything. "Where's your boyfriend?" he asked, purposely avoiding his situation.

It was her turn to blush. "Don't change the subject."

"Nah, I think you're trying to change the subject now." Jean grinned down at her. Oh he was gonna have fun with this. "Where's Yeager Bombastic anyway? You and Armin like to be glued to him 24/7 for some reason."

"Turn around, Horse-face."

Speak of the asshole. Jean turned his head to face the shorter brunet, giving him a smug grin. As much as they butt heads, Jean actually considered Eren one of his closest friends.

"Eren," Mikasa said in that tone of hers, and Eren's gaze settled on hers before they softened. Damn, could they really be that obvious? "You and your parents are still coming over tonight, right?"

"Uh, yeah. We'll be there." Eren nodded, shifting and turning until he stood beside her, scratching his cheek.

"Dinner with the family, huh?" Jean raised an eyebrow. "I can hear the wedding bells already."

Before Eren could launch himself at him, Mikasa threw her arm out and advised, "We should get to class before we're late." She began to tug Eren by the sleeve of his jacket, walking around Jean, and looked over her shoulder at the latter to say, "Remember what I said."

Jean nodded. "Yeah. Right…"

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He sat behind her in their history class three periods later; the only reason why it was his favorite was because the class was full of familiar faces. Including Annie. While their teacher droned on and on, Jean leaned forward in his seat and took his chance. Tapping her on the shoulder gently to get her attention. He noticed that she decided to wear her shoulders out today, her hoodie tied around her waist. Seeing skin other than her face and arms was like discovering an extra chicken nugget in the box. You only get to experience it so many times in your life.

The blonde leaned back, turning her head slightly to let him know that he had her attention.

"Soccer practice cancelled?" he whispered.

Annie nodded. "Yeah, why?" she whispered back.

"Eh, nothin'. Just wanted to see what you were doing after school."

"For what?"

Just spit out - do it - don't be an idiot - "Wanna hang?"

The bell rang.

Jean groaned. Great. Just fan-fucking-tastic. He had one chance and he blew it. He waited 'til the last minute and he fucking blew it. Great job, Kirstein. He packed up his stuff and stood up, wanting nothing more than to get out of there.

"Hey."

He froze mid-step at the very voice that made his heart skip a beat, slowly turning his head. Annie was waiting for him, back against the lockers with her arms folded across her chest. Unreadable expression plastered across her pale face.

"Hey?" he greeted back but it sounded more like a question. Her arms fell from her bosom and she walked up to him, eyes appraising him in a way that almost made him blush again.

A beat of silence passed between them, despite the buzz of the students. It was like he had his own little personal bubble with her.

And then she spoke.

"Yes."

Jean blinked. "Yes, what?"

Annie rolled her eyes. "Yes, I'll hang out with you. I'm free after school. We can think of something to do then."

Oh. Oh.

"Right." Don't embarrass yourself, Jean.

"Do you drive?"

Jean nodded.

She returned the gesture. "I'll see you in the parking lot."

Annie then walked away, and Jean stared after her, dumbfounded. He…he did it. He couldn't believe he did it.

He just got Annie Leonhardt – a girl, who was a friend (and a very attractive one at that) – to go out with him.

U-Uh –

In a friendly way. Not the other way.

Jean found himself smiling to himself on his way to his next class. For a rainy day, things were beginning to lighten up.

This is the most popular Jeanani oneshot I've written on Tumblr, having 30+ notes. That's amazing. I almost forgot about it. Hope you enjoyed those three updates! Writer's block is terrible, lemme tell ya.