A.N. - Small hiatus from birth chapters because I had this on my mind. Next one is smut because I need this out of my system.

Twenty-Five: Visit

Jean wasn't crazy about flying. He didn't like the fact that there is no comfortable way to sleep while sitting or how your butt and legs gets so numb that when you stand you feel like baby bambi. The food was terrible and he always had to pee at the most inconvenient times.

But this was going to be worth it.

The flight from JFK to Rome takes about nine hours, but Jean couldn't sleep during the flight because he was beyond excited.

He had gotten a flight two days earlier and was planning on surprising his boyfriend. He had texted Armin who was Eren's childhood friend and also studying abroad on a Political Science major with Eren. They happen to be roommates which, honestly, scared Jean.

However, Armin had his uses. He had let Jean know where Eren was going to be tomorrow after his classes so he could surprise him.

But first things first.

Jean's plane landed at around 10 PM, but it took off at 6:30AM Eastern Standard Time. He only slept for three hours the night before and stayed awake the whole flight. This way, he was more than exhausted when the plane landed.

On the taxi ride to his hotel, he got a call from Eren.

"Hey babe" said Jean, leaning back in the seat of the cab.

"Hey, wow, the call quality is really good right now!" said Eren, caught off guard, "Where are you?"

"The apartment, must just be a fluke," said Jean nonchalantly.

The taxi pulled up to the hotel, and Eren handed the driver the pay before standing outside the hotel while talking to Eren.

"I can't wait until you're here. I wish we could have phone sex but Armin is coming back any minute and I'd hate to be caught… you know… in the act."

Jean blushed but laughed a little at Eren's remark.

They talked for a few minutes before signing off, and Jean walked in to check in and finally get a good night sleep.

Of course he dreamt of Eren.

Eren finishes his Wednesday classes by 3:00PM. The building where the class is held is a seven minute walk to the dorms.

He's thinking about Jean visiting tomorrow, and becoming extremely flustered. He can't wait, honestly, especially to kiss and make love to his Jean.

Then he turned the corner, and there, standing in his usual smug pose, was Jean. His Jean. He was trying to act like this was no big deal, but Eren knew that both of them were beyond sanity right now.

Eren floored into a dead sprint and ran himself right into Jean's arms, hugging him with all his strength, putting his head on Jean's shoulder.

"Fucking hell," yelled Jean, with all the wind knocked out of him. But he quickly recovered to weave his hands through Eren hair and breath in his scent.

Slightly less vanilla, a little more nutella.

They pulled back before kissing deeply. Jean heard Eren's moaning, and they backed into the corner of the entrance to the dorms where it was dark and shaded.

Jean ran his hands under Eren's shirt, and he heard his breath hitch in their furious kissing.

But Eren pulled away suddenly, his hands clutching the front of Jean's shirt.

"Something tells me this isn't the place we should fuck," he said.

"Probably not," replied Jean. He quickly took Eren's hand, "Come on, let's go back to my room. You're spending at least the night with me."

TBC