Seven Minutes in Heaven Part 2
"Eren, get your ass over here so we can continue playing."
Eren muttered a few curse words under his breath before lifting his head off the floor. He glared at Levi then slowly stood up-careful not to trip over his pants wrapped around his ankles. Feeling his face reddening from all of the nosey eyes taking in his titan-adorned boxers, Eren quickly pulled his pants up and fastened the clasp as well as his belt clasp. He let out an awkward laugh while running his fingers through his brown hair.
"I-I should get my shirt," Eren mumbled, pointing over his shoulder towards the closet.
"Or, you could stay like that…" Levi glanced up, winking at the blushing boy.
"Err," Eren could feel his face burning. "I'll just get my shirt!" He darted into the closet, reappearing moments later fully clothed. He shoved his hands into his pockets and shuffled back to the group, reclaiming his spot next to Armin.
"Okay!" Connie clasped his hands behind his head and smiled. "Jean, you can go next since you just got here!"
"Ha!" Jean reached for the bottle, twisting his wrist then letting go. He carefully followed the spinning bottle with his eyes, silently praying for it to stop on Mikasa.
"Huh?" He glanced up at the person the bottle pointed to. "Armin?"
"No." Eren stretched his leg out and nudged the bottle until it pointed to Connie.
"Jean," Connie slapped his hand down on Jean's shoulder. "I love you man, but hell no!"
Jean knocked Connie's hand away and sighed. He shot Hanji a pleading look. "Can I just spin again?"
"Of course, Jean!" Hanji hopped up and began walking towards Armin. "Once you finish Seven Minutes in Heaven with our little Armin!" She kicked Eren in the head, knocking him backwards. Then, she pulled Armin to his feet and began dragging him towards Jean, stopping in front of the reluctant teen.
"Jean," Hanji growled. "Levi will kick your ass if you disobey my rules. Right, Levi?" She beamed at the shorter boy when he gave her a half-hearted nod. "Great! Now…" She reached down and yanked Jean to his feet while keeping her hold on Armin so he couldn't escape.
The two boys kicked and tugged the whole way to the closet, occasionally knocking into each other instead of Hanji. Hanji only laughed at their futile efforts before shoving the two into the closet.
"Hanji, wait!" Armin stammered, waving his hands in front of his face.
"Oh, Armin," The brunette pushed lightly on Armin's chest-causing him to stumble farther back into her closet. "It's only seven minutes! Make the most of it like Levi and Eren did!" She slammed the door then placed her hands on her hips, nodding as the two boys in the closet fell silent.
Armin ran his hand carefully along the wall, stopping when he bumped his hand against a switch. "Got it." He flipped the switch and turned to the taller boy leaning against the opposite wall. "Um, Jean?" Armin looked down at his hands.
"What's up?" Jean peered down at the smaller boy, feeling slightly apologetic towards him.
"I'm sorry I'm not Mikasa." Armin examined his nails, finding something, anything to look at so he did not have to look at Jean.
"What?" Jean laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Shit, Armin. I'm sorry for how I acted back there." He smiled as the smaller boy finally looked at him. "I just thought you wouldn't want to be in here with me- that you would be uncomfortable. That's why I asked to spin again. I don't have anything against you…"
Armin crossed his arms and cocked an eyebrow, shooting Jean a skeptical look. "So," he began with growing confidence in his voice, "You weren't just hoping to get in here with Mikasa?"
"Uh, well," Jean brushed away a few specs of dust that had collected on his shoulder. "Um," He clasped his hands together as he carefully picked his words. "I like Mikasa, but I know she doesn't like me. Plus, there's Eren…"
Armin giggled lightly into his hand. He looked up at Jean and gave him a reassuring smile. "I will tell Mikasa that you are a great guy."
"Re-Really?" Jean stuttered. "That would be awe…" His words trailed off at the thought of the beautiful girl always at Eren's side. "No, you don't have to do that, Armin."
"Why?" Armin's brows furrowed in confusion. "Isn't that what you want?"
"Well, yea. Kinda…" Jean again rubbed the back of his neck. "But," he paused as his eyes drifted to the floor before quickly moving back to Armin's. "Just don't say anything to her."
"Eh?" Armin nodded as he watched Jean shrug his shoulders. "Well, okay. I won't say anything than."
The two boys fell silent-both staring down at their shoes. The sudden flicker of the closet light caused the two to glance up.
"Damn," Jean mumbled. He reached up to bang against the dimming light-bad idea. The light went out, surrounding the two boys in darkness. "Shit," Jean cursed. He moved blindly to try and flip the light switch-worse idea. He felt his foot get caught on something- a coat hanger maybe- and couldn't recover. He flailed his arms as he began falling in Armin's direction.
"Jean!?" Armin yelped as he felt a massive weight on his chest, knocking him to the ground.
"What," Eren growled, "the fuck was that!?" He jumped up and began racing to the closet. "Jean, you bastard! What the fuck do you think you're- Ah!" Eren hit the ground hard. "What the…?" He peered over his shoulder to see Connie clinging to his legs. "Connie! Let me go!"
"No!" Connie grunted as he wrapped his arms tighter around Eren's kicking legs. "They still have two minutes left!"
Eren tried to twist his body around, but Connie was proving to be stronger than he looked. "Connie!" Eren yelled through gritted teeth.
"Armin!?" Jean pushed himself up off of the small boy. "Are you okay?!" He grew more concerned at the lack of response from the smaller boy. He felt around until he placed his hand on Armin's soft cheek, sliding his hand to Armin's mouth where he paused to check for breath. "Thank god," he whispered as he felt warm, light breaths on his palm.
"J-Jean…?" Armin groaned after a few moments.
"Hey," Jean spoke softly. "Sorry about that. Are you okay?"
"Yea," Armin allowed Jean to pull him into a sitting position, flinching as Jean grazed his hand against a bump growing on the back of his head.
"Ah, damn…" Jean peered down at the smaller boy. "Does it hurt?"
"I'm fine," Armin smiled weakly as he carefully examined the bump.
Jean squinted against the darkness to get a better view of the injured boy. He noticed the way Armin's nose scrunched up cutely as he gently applied pressure to the bump on the back of his head. He could barely make out a red tint across the blond's soft cheeks. "Maybe it's because I can't see well, but Armin looks really…Really cute right now…"
Jean leaned closer to the boy and placed a strong hand on his small back-causing the blond to gasp.
"Jean?"
"Armin… You, uh…. You look really cute right now…" The words came tumbling out of the brunet's mouth. Before Armin could protest, Jean used his free hand to cup the blond's chin, tilting his head up as he brought his lips down on the smaller, softer ones.
Armin felt his face boiling as Jean gently pressed his lips against his. However, there was something about the firm yet careful pressure against his lips that stopped him from pulling back. He could sense Jean's hesitation and desire through the delicate kiss. The blond slowly moved his hand and carefully placed it on the back of the taller boy's neck, breathing out in relief as Jean took that as an invitation to pull him closer to his chest. Armin craned his neck further back and let out a quiet-almost inaudible- moan as Jean slowly ran his hand down Armin's back.
Jean pulled back after a few moments and brushed away the bangs covering Armin's blue eyes. He smiled and guided his lips back to the smaller boy's, only to jerk his head back at the sound of the door flying open.
"Jean!" Eren grabbed the back of Jean's collar, ripping him away from Armin. He shoved the taller boy out of the closet then kicked the back of his knees-causing Jean to fall to the floor. "What the fuck were you doing to Armin?!"
Jean groaned and looked up to see Connie pouting and rubbing at a reddening cheek. He sat up and twisted his body around, gasping as he narrowly dodged a kick to the face. "What the hell Eren!?"
"Why the fuck were you on top of Armin, you bastard!? Were you trying to take advantage of him!?" Eren reached down and grabbed Jean's shirt, jerking him to his feet.
"Is that any of your fucking business?" Jean watched as Eren huffed, shaking with anger. "No response, huh Jeager?"
"Oh," Eren found himself chuckling quietly. "I'm about to show you my response!" He flung his arm back, curling his fingers into a tight fist.
"Eren!" Armin raced towards the two boys and squeezed himself in between them. "Jean tripped! That's all that happened!" He waved his arms in Eren's face until the said boy let go of Jean's shirt. Armin shot an apologetic look to Jean before stumbling after his fuming friend.
Jean smoothed down his shirt before turning to his moping friend. "The hell happened to you, Connie?" He offered his hand and helped Connie to his feet.
"Eren kicked me in the face…"
"Why!? Damn, that bastard!" Jean wanted to be angry but couldn't help laughing at Connie's swollen cheek.
"Haha," Connie continued to rub at his sore cheek. "I was trying to stop him from getting to the closet."
"Huh?" Jean looked down at Connie. "Well, you did a shitty job."
Connie cursed under his breath before looking up at his friend. "Say, Jean? What were you two doing in there anyway?" He began laughing as he saw a blush creeping up Jean's cheeks.
"Shut up, Connie." Jean muttered as he made his way back to the group, casting a quick, worried glance at Armin before stopping to glare at Eren.
Eren mouthed "I'll kill you" to the taller boy before looking down after receiving a scolding look from Levi.
Hanji waited until all of her friends were settled around the bottle once again. She laughed and peered around the group as if she was searching for her next prey. After a few moments she clapped her hands together and glanced down at the bottle. "Now, who's next?"
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