Jean x Reader- Faith in him (Request)

Jean x Reader- Faith in him
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  Ugh. This is what you wake up to, for the millionth time this year.. No one.

  It's not that you lived alone; in fact it was the opposite of that. Your boyfriend Jean moved in with you since you both went to the same college and loved each other more than anything in the world.

Sure felt that way waking up alone, didn't it?

  In all honesty you didn't really blame him for the fact that you two didn't hang out as much as you used to. He had classes earlier in the morning than you did so he had to get up, get dressed and be out the door by about the time you woke up. If you were lucky and set your alarm clock just a minute or two earlier, you could get up and give him a hug or a kiss before he left. But there was a rising pattern that caught your attention. He seemed to have picked up that you got up a bit earlier to see him, so he got up even EARLIER. At first it seemed like nothing; he told you that since college was finishing soon, he had to get up a bit to study at Trost Library. Well guess what? You went to Trost Library on a last minute assignment one morning, and he wasn't even there. You still didn't think anything was going on or shit like that, you trusted Jean and knew he'd never do something behind your back, but after that day you started to believe you two really were drifting apart. It made you very upset, but you were a strong girl and didn't get upset.

  Upon getting out of bed and rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, you realized that you had gotten up early for nothing, because Jean was already gone. Though, your eyes only happened to dart across the door where a blue sticky note was taped to the door with writing on it that you couldn't see from afar. Unless some stalker had snuck into your room and left you a note sayin Jean was gone, it was obviously from your boyfriend.

  A shiver rolled up your spine as your feet hit the cold wooden floors, so you slipped on your horse head slippers and marveled at the sight of them. Eren had gotten you them at the secret Santa game you guys played at Christmas time; he said something about how "Jeans love for you was so strong it could warm your feet," but you were laughing so hard you couldn't hear him. The golden eyed boy, on the other hand, looked plain unamused as he sat next to you with you comfortably on his lap.

  "Ah, that note's still there.." Hopping off the bed, you strolled to your door and looked at the note;

'Hey (Name), this is Jean. I mean obviously, you don't have anyone stalking you (and if you do, tell me and I'll sort them out.)'

Wow. He really did know you well.

- Anyways, Marco told me that apparently Professor shortstack Levi broke his foot or some shit, so class is canceled for day. I gotta run some errands with Marco, so I'll be home maybe like.. 4 or 5? Probably, yeah. Call me if you need anything, I love you.

- Jean'

  Your class was canceled as well, Professor Hanji used the same reason.. Huh.. You hoped they weren't doing anything pervy.eyebrow wiggle

  Taking a quick glance at the clock revealed that you had completely slept through the afternoon. However, you couldn't be bothered to worry about the time, you were gonna have time to spend with Jean! He was always so busy with school and work, this is your chance to hang out with him!

  You let out a squeal and got into some clothes that were cute but comfortable, grabbed your phone and rushed to the kitchen to make a sandwich or something. While spreading (favorite sandwich spread) on the bread, you called up Jean and put the phone to your ear. You hoped he would pick up, his phone was set to stop ringing at 5 rings.

One ring, two rings, three rings, four, and five.
"Hey, this is Jean Kirschtein. Leave a message and I'll get back to you when I can.-"

Huh.. Call again?

One ring, two rings, three, four, five.
"Hey, this is Jea-"

Okay, let's try one more time then.

One ring, two rings, three, fou-
"Hey, this is Jean Kirschtein. Leave a message and I'll get back to you when I can." beep

  "Oh shit, that beep came fast.. Okay, well uh.. Hey Jean! It's (Name), and I was wondering if when you came back you wanted to just, cuddle and watch movies, y'know? We don't get to hang out that much anymore.. I thought it'd be nice! Anyways, get back to me on that.. I love you, see ya!"

  Holy shit. No way could you have missed that! The rings cut off during the middle of the fourth one.. He didn't.. Hang up on you.. Did he...?

Oh jeez, here comes the paranoia..

  Running around the house and cleaning up didn't help the thoughts leave your head. The only thing that did was getting a text back from Jean, him saying that he could do it and he was sorry for missing your calls. If you had heard that last ring go off, you would've believed the fact that he missed your calls.

  Around 5, you had the movies set up, a HUGE ASS pillow fort set up by the tv, and some popcorn popping in the microwave. Then, the sound of keys hitting the door, and a slam and a grunt sounded, making you giggle. Upon opening the door for him, you could see he was holding his head one hand, keys on the ground and nothing in the other hand. You eyebrow raised at the sight. He just shrugged and looked off to the side with a blush.

  "So, fighting with the door again, eh?" You commented sarcastically, his keys that you picked up twirling around one finger. He just grunted again and shook his head.

  Placing his keys on the little table by the door, you walked back up to Jean and took his head in your hands as you pulled him down to kiss the forming bruise on his head.

Apparently Jean didn't like this.

  Once your lips touched the forming bruise, he immediately yanked his head away and straightened up, jogging his way inside to get the microwave that had just gone off.

What the fuck was stuck up his ass? All you were doing was giving a little kiss..

  About half an hour after the encounter, both of you were snuggled in the blankets of the fort, watching the first movie on your list of Disney movies since you both were nerds for Disney. Except that he wasn't snuggling with you, and wasn't even close to you. It's like he was trying to avoid you..

'Stop that (Name), he's not trying to avoid you..'

   With a little sigh, you popped more popcorn into your mouth and wrapped the blanket around your shoulders a little more.

  A few hours later of simultaneously  watching the movies and trying to coax Jean into simply cuddling with you, and you were plain upset now. Tangled was playing and it was the boat scene, both Eugene and Rapunzel singing to each other. Despite being upset, you couldn't help but start belching out the song as loud as possible, not caring about what Jean though, and not noticing him put something in the popcorn.

  Pulling yourself onto your knees, you raised your head towards the sky and basically screamed; "AND AT LAST I SEEEE THE LIIIIIGHTS~!"

  The song pulled to a close, and you laughed so hard that tears fell out of your eyes; even Jean laughed at your antics! Point one for you!

  You were congratulating yourself on such good singing, when fate ripped that one point away from you as you reached down, grabbed popcorn and not noticing you swallowed something other than popcorn that was cold and metal until it got stuck in your throat and finally noticed Jean yelling at you to stop.

  The little object constricted your breathing. It felt round and slimy and plain disgusting as you violently coughed and hacked and grabbed onto anything to keep you upright. Jean took his place behind you and made a fist at the base of your stomach, put his other hand on his fist and pulled upwards into your tummy; the Heimlich Maneuver.

  A few minutes later, the item was dislodged from your throat and onto the pillows in front of you; however you didn't bother looking at it as you coughed and spurred. Tears fell down your cheeks at the fact that you could have died just then without Jean by you.

  He was comfortingly rubbing your back and asking if you were alright, and you couldn't help but twist yourself around at throw yourself at him in a hug.

  You cried into the crook of his neck, hiccuping and shaking whilst straddling his lap. Jean rubbed your back more and brought his hand up to pet your head, not saying a thing.

  Once you were okay, you sniffed and pulled back, apologizing for throwing yourself at him. "It's alright.. You okay? I didn't mean for you to almost swallow the damn thing.."

Wait.
Back up the fucking truck, he put something in the popcorn!?

  "You put something in the goddamn popcorn!? Jean!" You were pissed. First, he avoids you. Second, he 'misses your calls.' And now, he tries to choke you!? The hell?

  You moved off of his lap as he tried to explain what happened, until you yelped and sat on something hard. In an instant, you moved back forward while rubbing your backside to see what you had sat on. Jean was still rambling something in the background, but trailed off when he saw you, wide eyed, blushing and staring at the engagement ring he had picked out for you that afternoon.

  "..... Jean, you have three seconds to explain what just happened here, why I'm holding a ring, and why you've been avoiding me these past few months."

  The horse-faced male went pale and tugged at the collar of his shirt. Once he gathered up the courage, he grabbed your hand and cleared his throat.

  "Alright.. Well.. Uh... Haha, this is kind of a stupid reason now that I think about it but ah.. Remember a few months ago when we almost got shot by those guys in the truck..?"

(A/N: HA HAHA REFERENCE TO MY OTHER JEAN FIC b UT LITTLE TWIST XD)

  Your mind flashed back to that night, how you both made sweet vanilla love that night after being scared to death. He had almost taken a bullet for you, but luckily the guys had terrible aim and missed. You nodded slowly.

  "Okay, well I was uh.. Talking to Marco about it and how I told him that I did it on instinct, 'cause I like you so much.. He said that apparently, the guys back at college are placing bets on when I'd finally realize that I'd protect you with all my life, and well.. After he told me that, I asked him to help me pick out a ring for you.. But while I've been avoiding you, I've been trying to become less attached to you so if you rejected me tonight, it wouldn't hurt as bad.. It failed, 'cause I was missing you a bunch, but it all comes down to you, I guess.
I couldn't figure out how to propose though, so I put the ring in the popcorn. I thought you'd see it, but apparently not.." He laughed awkwardly and saw that you weren't laughing along, so he stopped and propped himself on one knee to look down at you a little as he took the ring out of your hands.

  "So uh.. (Name).. Will ya? Y'know, marry me, a lonely ol' horse... Neeeeeigh..." His upsetting neigh and whimper made you let out a laugh, causing more tears to fall down your cheeks.

  "Aw man.. Of course I will Jean! I love you, a lot and I'd never say no to you.."

  A small smile erupted onto his face, and as it evolved into a bigger one, he jammed the ring onto your finger, and tackled you to the floor, ticking you and leaving kisses all over your face while you laughed and begged that he stopped.

  Yep, you always had faith in him.

xO~Extra End~Ox

  Once he stopped with all the tickling and kissing, you crossed your arms and looked at him with a sullen look. This was a planned movement, as the way you crossed your arms and legs gave you that extra little 'umph' of sexy to him. He gulped and saw where this was going.

  "Y'know, you still owe me for almost killing me, Jean~"

  And with that, you pulled him back onto you to kiss him, you taking control and sucking on his lips won't your own. He kissed back with fervor and passion, his tongue teasing it's was into your mouth, as you both evolved in a French kiss.

  "Sorry, (Name). Let's go show you how sorry I am~" You almost couldn't believe that this was Jean speaking, since the way he said that was so husky and lustful. In one swift movement, he had picked you up and carried you out of the fort, your arms wrapped around his neck and legs wrapped around his waist, as he made his way to the bedroom you both shared, to show you how sorry he was about the whole fiasco.

xO~End~Ox