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Personal Romeo JeanxReader

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You cringed as sharp pains raced throughout your body.  
“Ouch!” You screamed, which woke up the whole infirmary.
“Oh, tehe s-sorry, everyone.” You scratched the back of your head.

“Pfft…” One of your teammates, Jean, scoffed at you. “Could you at least be quiet, you yell and scream like a pregnant cow, (Y/N)! SHUT UP!” He growled.

You ran your small hands through your (h/l) (h/c) hair.
“Gee, sorry Jean I’m in so much pain.” You spat back sarcastically. “Lest I remind you, you’re the one that got us in that tight spot with the giant lumbering TITAN!” You screamed.

Jean turned to look at you, and even through the darkness, you could see the sorrow painted on his tan features.

You immediately regretted the words you just screamed at him.

“Jean I-I’m sorry please I-“ You stuttered.

“No, you’re right (y/n). It was my fault.” He sighed as he laid back down. He then risked a glance at your face, which was grief stricken.

His eyes widened in surprise as you pushed yourself off the bed. You had to ignore your body’s screams of protest. You attempted to sit on the edge of his bed, but only rewarded with sharp pain. You doubled over, tears escaped your eyes and landed on the floor. ‘Plop, plop’.  Jean stared at your face caked with tears. ‘She’s absolutely beautiful when she cries’ He thought.
He swung his legs over the bed. He did his best to ignore cries of discomfort that racked his body. He lowered his bare feet to the cold floor and cringed at both the temperature of the floor, and the hot blinding pain that just coursed through him. He grunted as he bent down and brushed your jawline with his thumb and your hair with his left hand.
“(Y/n), please don’t cry. Don’t feel pity for me. Look, I need to come to terms with my actions anyway.”
“Bu-but, I shouldn’t h-have s-said those things. P-please forgive me. I was mad and frustrated and in so much agony.” You pleaded with the tall, coffee colored male.
He lowered his head and you suddenly felt his hot breath against your neck. “Wh-what are y-you-“ You interrupted by his soft lips against your neck. She gasped in surprise and sat there completely dumbfounded. His lips trailed up to your ear where he nipped it.
‘He’s done it again; this man never ceases to amaze me!’ You thought.
He pulled you away from him reluctantly.
“God, (y/n). I love you. You make it hard to hate you.” He confessed.

‘I’ve loved him ever since I bumped into him during our first day in training.’  You thought and all the agony and pain was replaced by uttermost happiness.
He awaited your answer, and when you didn’t respond he turned his head to the side.
“Yes” You murmured, not loud enough for him to hear.
“Huh?” He questioned miserably.
“I said, yes I love you too.” Your eyes locked with his. His chocolate colored eyes filled with childish glee.
You placed both hands on his face and pulled yourself up to meet his soft lips. Your kisses were small at first then they became lengthy and deeper. He pulled you into his lap, and let his hands roam (if ya know what I mean *wink ,wink*). One hand slipped up your shirt, and almost placed his other hand down, you know, when Marco walked in.
You both paused and looked at the freckled boy. (Caught red handed). He glanced at your shirt, which was lifted, and Jeans hand rested on your side. While the other well……
“I-I ah uh a-ah I-I.” Marco’s nose started to bleed. “Ahh…I’ll just leave you to….ah t-to..ahem. Have fun!” He quickly shut the door.
You both let out small laughs.
“I think we should…stop before anyone else walks in…” You said reluctantly.
“Y-yeah…” Jean replied sadly. Then looked up and saw very shocked patients.
“Uh, (y/n).” Jean pointed out the people that saw the whole ordeal. Some had massive blushes while other had nosebleeds.
‘Nothing really happened..Gah!’ Nonetheless your face turned redder than a tomato.
You both sighed and stood up, and climbed into your separate beds.
“Good night Jean. I love you.” You laid your head on the pillow and slowly let sleep overcome you, but not before you heard your new found lover, say lovingly, “I love you to (y/n).”
Later in the night instead of waking up to pain you stayed engulfed in your dreams, where Jean and you lived in absolute paradise. Where no Titans lived, where crime never existed, no other people to get in your way. There was no one to make your dreams with Jean impossible. It was just you and your personal Romeo.
I don't own Attack on Titan

Also I don't own Jean either

Last but not least I don't own you, unless you want me to!:iconpervyfranceplz:
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*sees Pervy Francis emoticon* Oh god...