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Draco Malfoy and his Rose Pt.3

Word Count: 2,227 words

Warnings: cursing, making out, some fluff

November 16th, 1996. The Room of Requirement. 12:36 am.

Hope tugged her hair into a low ponytail, trying to make sure none of her curls were hanging out giving Draco a dirty look. The blonde looked irritated, running his ring cladded fingers through his gel free hair eyeing the angry looking girl as if she had grown two heads.

“A Death Eater!? Malfoy, are you out-of-your-mind?! What in the hell is-”

“Keep your voice down!” The blonde hissed, slapping his hand over her mouth his eyes wide.

Hope parted her lips not hesitating to lick a stripe up his palm, which made him pull away from her wiping his hand on his trousers an annoyed look etched on his face. The small witch felt tears pricking her eyes, looking up at the ceiling in an attempt to stop the tears from streaming down her cheeks.

Draco had never felt so broken, and so lost in his life then he had at this very moment. He was watching his best friend having a break down at the thought of him being a Death Eater.

He let out a shaky breath reaching a hand out, having it moved away by Hope who just snapped her head at him a harsh glare set on her face.

“Don’t. You. Even. Dare.”

A loud sob managed to escape her lips raking through her body, closing her eyes shut as everything started making sense.

The reality of the situation just now hit her like a ton of bricks, feeling her whole body shaking as more heartbreaking cries left her parted lips sinking onto the floor. She covered her face with the sleeves of her hoodie, the hot tears seeping through the grey material as more and more tears streamed down her face.

Hope had never felt so broken. She lost her best friend, in more ways than one, and she knew there was absolutely nothing she could do about it, “Draco... p-please just hold me,”

Draco didn’t hesitate for one moment, letting his knees rest on the stone floor scooping the sobbing girl into his arms tightening his hold on her. He whispered sweet nothings into her hair, rocking her back and forth as he rubbed small circles on her back. The trembling girl clutched at the black button up of his shirt, resting her forehead on his chest as she hiccuped a few gibberish words.

“Lovey... I swear to you on my life. I did it because I had no choice. Besides, nothing will happen to me or you-”

“Draco. The Dark Lord could ask you to kill any of us without a second thought, what would you do then, huh?” The blonde struggled to answer, knowing she had proved a point with her statement.

“You’re telling me,” She pulled away from his chest to lock eyes with his soft stare, “You would not hesitate to kill any of your friends? What if it were Blaise? Or how about a ‘lousy Gryffindor’ like Ron? Or better yet... what about me, Mal?”

A shaky breath left her as she stared intently at his face searching for an answer, feeling her heart shatter as she saw nothing but sorrow and a darkness that wasn’t there several months ago when she saw him up at the Astronomy Tower. 

“I-I...”

“Malfoy, you didn’t do it because you had no choice. You always have a choice... if they had tried to do you harm I would be there in an instant. Anyone at this bloody school would stand in front of you, regardless of what you’ve done. You are loved, Mal. Always have been. If Narcissa and Lucius refuse to see what they are doing to their only son, then they really need to re-think each and every single decision they have made up to this point.”

“Is this your way of saying you’re leaving?” He angrily spat, this glare in his eyes sending dagger at the girl who was currently sprawled across his lap. Hope shook her head cupping his cheeks, sensing the boy visibly relax.

“Of course not. I am... I am going to help you through this. This is too much of a burden to carry all on your own. But, if things start involving the harm of any of the students here in Hogwarts, I will not hesitate to turn you in a ferret and leave you in this dingy room.” She tried to make light of the situation, making the blonde turn a shade of red at the statement nodding to her words. Hope leaned down pressing a lingering kiss to his cheek, holding him tight as he hummed appreciatively.

“I love you, Rose,”

“I love you too, Draco,”

November 17th 1996. The Great Hall. 1:16 pm.

Hope let out a chuckle as she saw the Golden Trio making their way over to her, a flushed expression on their faces. She popped a few grapes into her mouth, chewing thoughtfully as they took a seat on either side of her, with Hermione on one side of Ron flashing a quick smile. Unbeknownst to the smiling girl, there were a pair of grey eyes already watching her, stabbing rather angrily at his salad. 

“Hi Hope,” The redhead breathed out rather heavily, his cheeks almost as strikingly red as his full head of hair. You pursed your lips, fighting off a smile as you eyed the pair.

“Hello, Ronald... Why do you guys look like you’ve just finished running from a herd of Hippogriffs,”

“Harry thought it would be a bloody good idea to go on a rant about a certain toad. She happened to turn the corner at the same time, but since there were several other kids in the hallway we decided it be best if we hurried here as quickly as we could so she wouldn’t remove any more house points.” He choked out, taking a swig out of Hope’s cup, some of the orange juice making it’s way down his chin. After Hope smacked him upside the head, all she heard after that was Hermione scolding him for being a pig, before they got into a heated discussion off to the side. She rolled her eyes, facing the dark haired Gryffindor her cheeks flushing pink as she caught him staring at her. A teasing glint gleamed in his eyes, wetting his lips as he caught her growing flustered at his small action.

“Hey, H,”

“Hi... you look really pretty today,” Harry smiled at the brunette, reaching up to brush a stray curl out of her face her grin growing wider. Feeling her breath getting caught in her throat as she felt Harry scooting in closer to her on the bench, attempting to get as close as possible without being weird.

“Thank you, H. I don’t think I can say the same about yourself-”

“Oh sod off,” Harry laughed shoving her playfully, sending her into a fit of giggles as she almost bumped into the redhead behind her, “You love me, Lupin,”

“You are very much correct about that,” Hope sent the grinning boy a sly wink, fiddling with the hem of her skirt as she leaned in close to the boy whose eyes had widened, “Remember that morning in your dorm room-” At those words Harry felt himself growing flustered, nodding tentatively, “And what we talked about when we went down to the Common Room.”

“Y-yeah...”

“I made up my mind. If the offer still stands, I would love to go out with you, Potter.” Harry practically beamed at her words, cupping her face eagerly pressing his lips against hers as he poured all the emotions he could into that kiss. Hope gingerly place her hands on his chest, melting into his touch before pulling away from the heated kiss. She failed to notice the bickering friends behind her had stopped arguing, now sitting gaping at the action they had just witnessed.

Draco dropped his fork onto the table, making it clatter rather loudly a wave of rage washing over him. He felt sick to his stomach watching Potter and his dear Rose lip locked, nearly gagging at the sight focusing on his salad having lost all of his appetite. The sound of Draco fuming beside her had made Pansy shut her mouth turning to face Goyle instead as she watched Draco, anxiously awaiting his next move.

“I don’t think you understand how happy those few words made me,”

“Well, I mean... I could take them back-” Hope teased, letting out a giggle as the boy recaptured her lips in his, laughing into the kiss as she caught sight of pout resting on his face, “You’re a big baby, Potter.”

“Ummm... hello?! When in the hell did this happen?” Ron exclaimed, a shocked expression on his face eyeing the pair who just sat there looking flustered.

“Remember that day where Seamus, Dean and Neville were making fun of me very early in the morning, and we woke you up?”

“Uh huh...?”

“Well, the reason they were making fun of me was because they had caught Hope in my room, a-and the curtains happened to be shut around my bed,” That sentence caught Ron’s attention, a cheeky grin spreading across his face eyeing the couple who just blushed. The red-head 

“Oh you dirty dog,”

“Ron! You’re one to talk. What about you and Lavender? You guys were horrendous at least they had the decency to do it behind closed doors,” Hermione scoffed, slapping the red head upside the head making him sulk as he rubbed the sore spot, “But I’m happy for you guys, truly. You guys are cute together-”

“Lupin. Professor Umbridge would like to speak to you. At once,” The sound of someone practically hissing her name caught her attention, looking up to see an angry looking Draco. She flashed him a soft smile, picking up her hoodie off of her lap giving a quick wave to the group making her way to follow the blonde. A hand wrapped around her wrist, stumbling backwards into a broad chest.

“Hold on,” Harry cupped her face, pressing his lips against hers holding her close to him. Hope’s eyes fluttered close, feeling her chest tighten at his intoxicating touch, her nimble hands clutching his robes before she hear someone scoff behind her forcing her to pull away from him.

“10 points from Gryffindor. Lupin unless you want Umbridge to hear about this, then I suggest you hurry,”

“I’ll see you later, H,” Hope mumbled, briskly following behind a seething Malfoy whose pace only seemed to increase struggling to catch up to his long strides. “Slow down there, buddy,” She rolled her eyes as she felt him grab a hold of her arm, dragging her into a nearby empty classroom locking the door with the flick of his wand.

“What-in-the-hell, Rose-Anne?” He growled, turning on his heels facing the brunette who had taken a seat on top of one of the desks, setting her books and wand on the open desk beside her, “How long?”

“You know, people think you’re crazy every single time to call me Rose, considering they all know me for my name; Hope.”

“Lupin, I have called you Rose-Anne since I knew what words were... If it bothers you that much then I’ll quit-”

“No, no. I find it cute,” You made the blonde blush, his already reddening cheeks growing a shade darker shaking his head at your comment. Attempting to ask you the previous question he had asked you, wanting to know when you and Potter had grown all lovey dovey.

“Potter and I? Not long. I guess we always just had slight attractions to one another since the beginning, but we didn’t do anything besides hang out and hang out a few times on our own until like a couple weeks ago. Since then, we’ve just been testing the waters,” Draco angrily ran his fingers through his hair, throwing his head back rolling his eyes at her words. Potter. Of all the guys in the Hogwarts, she chose the scummiest of the scum. He thought to himself, swiping his tongue across his lips wetting them in the process. 

Hope hopped off the desk, making her way over to the boy who looked like he was going to burst in any second. She tentatively rest her hand on his shoulder, his body stiffening before relaxing at her touch. He let her wrap her arms around his waist, her head resting on his chest humming softly at his warm embrace. They stood there for a few moments, enjoying one another’s presence, before he parted from her holding her a few inches from him. His light grey eyes scanned her face, trying to see if he found any sort of sign of her lying to him.

“Does he make you happy?”

“Yes... he really does.”

“Then... as much as it pains me,” She giggled, messing with his black robes peering up at him, “I’m okay with it. If you’re happy, then that’s all that matters. But, if he lays a hand on you in any way, or if he even dares to dream of hurting you. I won’t hesitate to hex him,” Draco teased, a serious underlying tone in his words making her smile nodding her head.

“Thank you, Mal. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier, I don’t really think I could considering we just made it official about...10 minutes ago,”

“About that, if you start snogging like that anywhere where I can see you, I will not even begin to second guess myself before taking points.”

“Oh shush. Let’s go back and finish lunch, I didn’t even get to eat all of my grapes,”

a/n: this took me 5397394 years to finish. please lemme know if you guys have any questions, or if you have any feedback. my requests are always open. thank you lovelies <3.

Cinnamon, Chamomile and Cedar Part 1

word count: 2,483 words (i got kind of carried away, whoops)

warnings: mentions of smut, cursing, and some cute shit so enjoy <3

Azalea Albrecht.

She was everything that Erwin Smith couldn't be.

She was sweet.

Too sweet.

Her smile was so-

So genuine and it made everyone around them smile along.

The way her eyes could barely be seen from how wide her smile was, and her laugh... god

Her laugh could be on repeat and he would never tire of hearing it over.

And over again.

Azalea joined the Scout Regiment alongside Levi all those years ago. At first glance, he assumed that the brunette was Furlan's youngest sister, but whenever he brought it up they had gone into a fit of laughter. It took him a while to come around to the idea that she wasn't as young she looked.

Unfortunately for Erwin, shortly after that he started to gain some sort of feelings for the girl. The moment he realized he had some interest in her was the second he had seen her red faced from running laps without a sense of remorse in her eyes.

She had just finished sticking up for some of her fellow comrades, who she knew in her heart had done nothing wrong but she wouldn’t allow them to go punished. His respect for her only grew from that point on.

She never put herself first.

It was always everyone else, even if she hadn't gotten a chance to gotten close to them.

In her eyes, they were always first. Which he admired, considering that was something that he could relate to as well.

Erwin didn't want to make a move because he's convinced that she was head over heels for the short raven haired boy. The one whose stoic expression was something that everyone had grown familiar with. Well, everyone but her. Which he could understand. Who in their right mind could ever get mad at that sweet girl?

A big part of Azalea couldn't figure out why she had the impulsive idea to throw the Scouts a party, but here she is, surrounded by herd of rowdy people who have had way too much to drink.

She brought it upon herself to make some of her favorite 'juice' which was just several, several bottles of vodka and a couples jugs of juice to hide the rancid taste. 

Not one of her brightest ideas, considering they were drinking it as if it were water but it seemed to be doing its job quite well. Everyone was currently playing limbo with a broom Connie had magically found.  

I don't remember there being a broom in this room...

The brunette laughed loudly, shaking her head at the way Sasha couldn't quite figure out how to make her way around the broom, in turn bringing tears to the auburn haired girl. Mikasa had to console the sobbing girl, moving her out of the way so they could let other people through.

Azalea let out a cheer as the group of drunk Scouts had somehow managed to convince Commander Erwin to go under the broom at least once, his stern facade washing away a smile tugging at his lips.

Even Captain Levi seemed amused to see the Commander absolutely killing it at bending his back backwards that low. Azalea and Hange both let out a couple of cat call whistles to the Commander his cheeks flushing pink.

A round of applause came from everyone as he made it all the way through, to which he bowed earning an animalistic howl from Hange. 

Azalea shook her head at how quickly they moved from doing limbo to dancing to their own makeshift song, the sight of Reiner doing some weird dance move with his hips caught her off guard making her burst into a fit of laughter.

"This was rather nice of you to do, Lieutenant."

A soft husky voice spoke into her ear making her jump, leaning her head back to face Commander Erwin with a cheesy grin covering her face.

He shook his head at the girls antics, pushing her head forwards gently sitting down next to her, taking a sip from his glass.

"Thank you Commander. I figured they might need a night to just let loose a little. They've been through a couple hard things as of late." Azalea sipped on her drink humming at the fruity taste, eyeing Eren who was once more was turning red in the face, which was a sign someone else had made him angry again. Judging by the smug look etched on Jeans face, she quickly put two and two together. "Eren, not so much..."

Commander Erwin let a small chuckle slip past his lips his eyes never leaving the brunette, the sound of the two boys arm wrestling catching his attention forcing him to look away from her. "That boy truly is something," Her sweet laugh reached his ears, his smile widening fiddling with the cold glass in his hands.

"You've got that right," 

"I haven't been able to see you in a while." Erwin muttered under his breath, his hand managing to find its way to her knee sending chills down her back. Azalea shot him a cheeky smile, trying to make sure none of the other scouts were looking over in their general direction. "I assumed you were having second thoughts about...you know- the other night,"

"After what you did to me that night, phew- I would never." Erwin flashed a bright shade of pink, trying to cover his face with his glass holding back a smirk. Azalea winked at the blonde, scooting an inch closer to him, the warmth radiating off of her made him nervous. His thoughts flickering back to that night during the summer, his heartbeat skipping lightly. After a long night of drinking, he had accidentally let it slip that he had feelings for the brunette who he left stammering for her words. 

"Erwin, I-"

"Shit, I know I'm sorry. I didn't mean to let that slip. I know that you and Levi have something going on, I guess I was just hoping that it wasn't-"

"Wait, what? Levi? Commander, respectfully, you're kind of daft at times." She scoffed, standing up from her seat making her way over to the blonde whose eyes were glossed over. Azalea didn't know what came over her, maybe it was the alcohol talking, but she just needed her lips on that man and as fast as possible. "Levi and I don't have anything going on. He's my best friend... nothing more."

"Then- but what about- I swear-"

"You're talking too much, Erwin." She breathed out, grasping his tie and pulling him close to her crashing their lips together. Erwin felt his eyes flutter close, not hesitating to wrap his arms around her waist pulling her onto his lap. A soft moan left her lips as she pressed up against his firm chest, running her nimble fingers into his hair tugging softly.

"Don't you dare hold back on me... I want to feel what I've been missing out on, Commander."

Erwin practically pounced on her after that, making sure he showed her exactly how he felt about her. They spent all night screaming each others names without a second thought, not wanting to stop. He covered every last inch of her in love marks. From her neck, her chest all they way to the smallest birthmark on her thighs. He wanted to make sure she wouldn't forget about that night for as long as possible.

Throwing back the rest of her drink, enjoying the small burn it left in her throat. Scanning the room noticing that Levi was swirling his drink around, his silvery eyes assuming their usual form. He was currently sitting on a bench in the corner, with one of his knees propped up leaning his arm on his slender leg. Judging by the lack of pink coating his cheeks she assumed the raven haired boy was drinking water, a small smile tugged at her lips knowing how Levi is around alcohol, moving to stand up to grab another drink were it not for the hand holding you down.

"Commander? Did you need another drink?"

The glossy look in his eyes told her that he might have already had enough, a small hint of red coating his cheeks. "No actually... I was gonna ask you a small question. It's kinda silly, so you can say no if you would like." 

"Of course I wouldn't, Erwin-"

"You're so beautiful you know that," Erwin stuttered over his words, removing his hand from her sleeve and shakily placing it over her dainty hand. The brunette just about stumbled over her feet at his sudden comment. Maybe there was a little too much vodka. Her once tiny flutter turned into a giant stampede in her chest as he tightened his hold on her hand, feeling her heart beat pick up a little more with every passing second. "I was actually wondering if you possibly wanted to relive that night,"

A flash of heat made its way to her face, a smile lining her pouty lips. "You're gonna regret this, Commander. I promise to make sure you don't end up begging too much," She trailed her fingers up his arms a small shiver making its way down his back.

The tension between the two of them grew, as she made her way over to Levi to go accompany him for a couple minutes, until Commander Erwin made his way outside feeling the tiny flutter make its way down.

Maybe it was the alcohol talking but his baby blues had never looked any better.

"What do you mean you can't? " Azalea spat, whispering into Reiners ear from behind the tall man who had halted his movements the second he heard her speak, swiveling around on his heels coming face to face with the brunette who was looking up at him.

She was making direct eye contact with Reiner, glaring at the boy her body boiling with rage.

His face was frozen in shock, having not expected Captain Azalea to overhear his conversation with Bertholdt.  

"I-I... I didn't mean anything by that Captain."

"Oh really? Cause to me it sounded like you couldn't be bother to train with Sasha, because she was quote on quote a girl."

"Ma'am with all due respect-"

"If the words coming out of your mouth are anything other than an apology to half of your comrades and myself, then I'm going to have to have you run double the laps you're receiving."

"I'm sorry for the words that came out of my mouth, I didn't mean to offend anyone or yourself, Captain." Reiner spoke, with his hand over his chest a small hint of pink coating his cheeks.

Azalea eyed the blonde, the anger radiating off of her a small sound of disapproval leaving her mouth. She didn't mean to gather the attention of every Scout but they had all managed to overhear the altercation, their eyes wide.

"And just to think that you had finally gained my respect, Braun... your laps start now. Don't stop until every last one of us are off the training ground. Go." Reiner broke out into a sprint, making his way towards the hills managing to make his way up the steepness even with the ground being slightly muddy. She wasn't sure why, but that pissed her off even more. Azalea clapped her hands to snap everyone out of their trance, a smile gracing her lips. "Alrighty everyone! Back to training. And if we could all split up into even groups of 3 and try practicing taking on two people. Break!"

The Scouts all scrambled to form groups of 3, being quick to start taking each other down. Azalea let out a loud sigh as she eyed Bertholdt who hadn't made a move from beside her, his eyes frozen as they stared down at the floor. "Bertholdt. Hey, you okay?"

"I-I'm sorry, Captain. I promise, I wasn't agreeing with Reiner in any way, shape or form. I don't know where in the world that comment came from. I think he's just mad because he got his ass handed to him by Annie the other day-" Azalea eyed the blabbering boy, a small smile creeping onto her face. She let out a small giggle, which made Bertholdt stop his rant.

"Bertholdt, I promise. You're okay. There's no need to worry. As long as you're keeping him in check, I'm not gonna punish you for his actions just cause you two are friends."  Bertholdt let out a sigh of relief, allowing his shoulders to relax. She nodded her head to the right, pointing towards Connie and Sasha who were lacking a third to which Bertholdt immediately went over and joined them. 

"I never thought you were capable of scaring anyone,  but judging by the look on Bertholdt's face, he just about shit his pants."

A soft voice uttered, recognizing the cold tone of his voice right away rolling her eyes at Levi's comment. Azalea kicked his foot jokingly, her eyes flickering over to the boy on her right a playful glint evident in his silvery gaze. "It's probably cause you're like the size of his leg,"

A gasp left her lips at the joke he had made about her height, punching his shoulder hard a huff leaving her lips. Everyone judged Levi for his height, that made her even more susceptible to it considering he was four inches taller than her. So whenever they would tease him he would turn it towards Azalea which made her wanna drop kick the boy. 

Jokingly of course.

"You know that's not true, you and Furlan were scared shitless the day that you guys had scared off my date. I was absolutely livid. "

"It's not my fault that guy was a prick-"

"He was late by 2 minutes! It was pouring out, which I think is a perfectly reasonable excuse as to why anybody would be late-"

"Well, if it was 'pouring out' what were your plans for the evening going to be? Cause it sure as hell wasn't going to be a stroll in the town," Levi retorted back, brushing some stray hairs out of his face as he turned to face her as he awaited for an answer. A small pink tint coated her face, knowing full well her answer was not appropriate whatsoever. She tried distracting herself by shouting some words of encouragement to Armin who was currently being pinned by Mikasa, his face a bright red. "You're disgusting,"

"Don't be rude. It wasn't our first time either-"

"Azalea. You're the worst."

A look of disgust had been itched into his face, shaking his head at the thought of one of his closest friends doing that sort of thing.

"Now I'm glad I scared that little bitch off... he didn't even bring any flowers. Which let me know it wouldn't have lasted." Azalea scoffed, crossing her arms against her chest.

"You don't know that,"

"Maybe not, but I know you, Azalea. You're a diehard romantic. He was anything but that... and he wasn't even good looking."

authors note: ah! i’m so excited to be starting this series, please let me know if y’all have any concerns or comments! thank you lovelies 🤍

Me when I finish a show but I was emotionally attached to the characters so now I don’t know what to do with myself anymore:

chance pt.3 | l. ackerman

word count: 1,345 words

warnings: kissing, cursing (nothing major)

part 2 here!

“I don’t understand how in the hell you made this,” Connie practically moaned over the mouthful of chocolate in his mouth. Suri chuckled at the boy, popping another piece in her mouth allowing the treat to melt on her tongue. Connie had cornered her in her room a little over an hour ago while she was getting ready for the night in nothing but her embarrassing pajamas, demanding his treat with his eyes wide.

Suri was just talking about how her day had gone, his arms splayed behind his head as he watched her talk, his legs thrown across her lap. She tried kicking them off several times but he kept throwing them back on so she gave up.

“You’ve said this 15 times already, Springer,”

“I haven’t received a proper answer yet-”

“And you won’t. This is top secret-”

“Oh whatever-” He started, shifting from his position on her bed with a smile on his lips. A knock on her door interrupted him, the pair of them eyeing each other as she jumped down from her bed making her way over to her door, swinging it open. Jean's golden eyes met hers, his fist still raised as if she had stopped him from getting another knock in. A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she eyed the boy, his cheeks turning a slight pink.

“Oh hey, Jean! How are you this evening?”

“I’m actually doing quite well, thanks for asking. Did you have a good late night workout?”

“How did you-”

“I didn’t see you at dinner.” Jean stuttered over his words at that, knowing he had been caught looking for her.

“Smart boy. I actually did. My legs are shaking though. I think I might have gone a little too hard,” She tried to cover up her flustered state by babbling, tucking a strand of her hair behind her head as she peered up at the tall boy. “You should join me one of these days. You know, hopefully that’ll stop you from trash talking.”

“Oh I do not-”

“Yes you do. You’re just too stubborn to admit it.” Jean let out a small laugh leaning his head down to look at his shuffling feet, shoving his hands into his front pockets. Something about the way he was standing there made her heart skip a beat, wrapping her arms around herself as she took in the tall boy.

“So…” She wrung her hands out nervously as she rocked her feet. “What brings you here? I’m not saying that I don’t want you here! I was just curious,”

“I was actually wondering if I could talk to you- like, in private.” His cheeks turned a slight shade of pink, his demeanor shifting to a more nervous one. She offered him a warm smile, fiddling with the hem of her pajama shirt.

“Of course! Let me just kick out Springer first-”

“Oh come on!”

The sound of Connie's muffled voice made her turn around, noting he was no longer on her bed. She groaned crouching down on her knees making direct eye contact with the shorter boy. He had his hands underneath his chin, a disappointed look on his face.

“Get out from under my bed, Connie.”

“Just pretend I’m not here,” She rolled her eyes, reaching underneath her bed and taking a hold of his arms. Using little strength to start dragging him out despite his protests. “Wait- no, please! Suri!”

“Connie- what the hell are you doing here?” Jean choked out having made his way into her room to witness the commotion, his eyes having narrowed slightly. Connie just kept his arms in hers, his eyes squeezed tightly shut. Suri sent a little kick to the boy, who just yelped rubbing his ribs giving her a death glare. The girl just flashed him a smile, a playful glint in her eyes.

“Okay, okay I’m leaving. Don’t forget we have that thing tomorrow,”

“Wouldn’t dare dream of forgetting it, Springer. Now, do you mind taking your filthy shoes out of my room? Please.” He grumbled under his breath shuffling out of her room, closing the door behind him. Suri let out a small laugh, shaking her slightly damp hair.

“What was Connie doing under your bed?”

“Well, he was on my bed. But I guess he saw you and scrambled under my bed to eavesdrop on what you were gonna say.” Jean gnawed on his bottom lip nervously, leaning against the foot of her bed eyeing her as she walked around trying to tidy up the mess from the chocolate. “Damn it, that bitch took another piece of chocolate. Anyways, sorry about that. You can join me on my bed if you want, I don’t bite I swear… except Connie. That bitch gets on my nerves, ”

She hopped on her bed grabbing one of her pillows and throwing it over her lap. Jean swiftly kicked off his shoes making his way onto her bed, sitting on the end of her bed with his hands sitting idly on his lap. “What did you wanna talk about?”

“I- well… okay. I have wanted to tell you this for a while now, but I haven’t really worked up the courage to until just now. Please, don’t let this mess up our friendship. If you’d like I can always just drop off the face of the earth and pretend this never happened-” She cut off the rambling boy by pressing a hand on his, his words getting stuck in his throat. She squeezed his rough hand softly, rubbing her thumb across his knuckles, his breath hitching.

“You know… for a boy who talks a lot of shit, you’re quite a nervous guy aren’t you?” His face went bright red right away, his eyes locking with hers a playful smile gracing her lips. “I promise you, nothing you can say will change our friendship, Jean. Unless you’re telling me that you killed someone. That’s a whole other story,”

“No, no. I would never. Um… but- here goes nothing I guess.”

“Jean..?”

“I really like you. Like… a lot. When I saw you out there during the mission, I was so stressed. I didn’t want to admit it, but I got scared that I was going to lose you… which is why I’m taking my chance. I’d rather have died trying than to lose you and know that I could have had a chance.” Her hands tightened their grip around Jean’s hand, feeling her heart just about jump out of her chest.

His words had her heart melting. But the other half of her mind on was racing, wanting nothing more than to leave her room and run as far as she possibly could. It wasn’t because she didn’t like him. In fact, that was the opposite. Suri did like him. And that was absolutely horrifying.

“Jean… I-”

“Fuck, I knew it. Look, I’m sorry. I-I didn’t mean to fuck anything up. I just needed to get that off my chest- look I’m leaving but I-I’ll see you-” She grabbed onto the front of his t-shirt, yanking the boy back onto your bed his feet stumbling over one another. Without a second thought she pressed her lips against his, hoping that would be enough for him to catch on to what she was trying to say.

Jean’s eyes were wide open as he peered down at her closed ones, scrambling to kiss her back. Their lips moved sporadically against one another her hands making their way into his sandy locks. His hands grabbed a hold of her hips tugging her as close to him as he could. There’s no way that this is happening right now…

His breath hitched as her lips pulled away from his, taking that moment to try to catch her breath resting her forehead against his. Jean licked his lips trying to steady himself, his heart fluttering rapidly in his chest.

“So- I- Um… does that mean-”

“Yes, Jean… I like you too.” At the sight of her smile he practically gleamed, wrapping his arms tightly around her squeezing her close to his chest. She giggled, allowing the boy to lift her out of her bed and swing her around. Jean swiftly set her down, smiling ear to ear as he eyed her flushed form. Suri offered to hang out for the remainder of the night before he had to go to bed, his tall body finding its way next to hers as he wanted to get to know her on a different level. God damn his beautiful brown eyes.