Be My Valentine (Jean x Reader)

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Intense stares directed at you made you very uncomfortable while you were walking down the hallway. The grip on your backpack straps tightened, not used to this attention. Rumors have it that the flower boy, Jean Kirschtein, liked you and wanted you as his valentine. Of course you ignored it at first, but it was it seriously getting out of hand.

"Yo! (y/n) looks like you got the horse nickering for you." Eren cackles, while slapping your shoulder. 

"Shut up Eren, (y/n) doesn't look too great about this." Armin sighed. 

You nodded, frowning a bit. "I like Jean, but this attention is just so agonizing." you but your lip, waiting for their response. Eren and Armin just burst with laughter, clearly not taking your statement seriously. You rolled your eyes, just deciding to walk away. Hmm, you actually wasted your time with these losers. Well, especially Eren. Mikasa came up behind them, slapping their heads. 

You finally got your class, taking a seat. It was valentines day, not necessarily your day. Not having a valentine is something you get used to throughout the years. Junior in high school and still hasn't had a boyfriend, nor a first kiss. It didn't bother you...at all. 

Settling down your stuff, you observed the atmosphere of the class. Wasn't much students in class yet, probably taking their sweet time walking here. You reached for your bag, but someone distracted you. It was a shaky looking boy, making his way to you. Roses and teddy bear in hand. He set it on your desk, breathing heavily. You raised your eyebrows at him waiting for him to say something. But instead he pointed at the card inside the roses. He then ran out the door, sobbing. You couldn't but giggle. 

You have a secret admirer? 

Jean kept flashing through your mind as you reached for the card, bag entirely forgotten. The bickering in class started, and fingers pointed to you. You huffed and leaved it alone. The bell rang signaling that class was starting. This dreading class got you sleeping or just blankly staring at something. This te your attention was on the card.

Your fingers fidgeted, your mind pondering of who can it be. Being denial about the fact of Jean being that secret admirer. Not paying attention in class, time flew by and the bell rang again. 

You got your belongings together and carefully grabbing the gifts in your hands. Your mind still somewhere else, you suddenly bumped into someone, sending your stuff to the ground. You groaned, quickly picking up the roses and bear. The stranger kneeled down, grabbing your bag. You had a questioning look, trying to figure out who it is. Jean?! 

"O-oh hey Jean." You blushed. He gave you a genuine smile, and handed you your bag. You gave him a small thank you, looking down. His gaze turned the roses and bear. 

"Who's the lucky guy?" He chuckled, flicking the bear. You pulled it closer to you, pulling off a shy smile. 

"I don't know, but I have to go." Before he can wave goodbye, you quickly walked away. 

Gosh, why be shy now?! 

You got to your locker putting in your bag and teddy bear. You slipped out the card from the bouquet of roses, and momentarily put the roses in the locker. Quickly ripping the envelope open, it was a letter. Only a few words. 

Dear (y/n), I hope you're not too surprised about this. I literally paid this snotty loser to give this to you, but whatever. Meet me at your locker after school, alright? I'll be waiting.  - sincerely, sexy admirer.

You scoffed, this is totally Jean. 

After more hours of agonizing school, the last bell rang of the day. You jogged to your locker, only to find no one there. You pursed your lips to the side, doubting the words of this boy. You frowned, putting away your stuff. Nobody was around anymore. You let out a sigh, about the close the locker, but someone else slammed it grabbing your arm, and lightly pushing you against it.

You were now pinned against it, staring into Jean's eyes. 

"Wow, you look even cuter like this." He smirked, caressing your cheek. You squirmed, feeling slightly uncomfortable. Finding your strength again, you pushed him off you and tried to walk away. Jean grabbed your wrist, pulling you into his chest. 

"I guess the rough way wasn't the right way to make you mine. But I guess this works too." He smiled. You blushed and the sudden warmth of his body. You could finally feel his nervousness. 

"Will you be my valentine (y/n)?" he avoided your gaze, blushing madly. 

You giggled, "Of course. All you had to was ask, not make such a fuss about it." 

You kissed his warm cheek, smiling. "Oh yeah that teddy bear, it isn't my favorite color." You frowned. He glared at you, blowing out air.

"Oi you kids! Get out of the hallways before I give you a month of detention! Bratty ass kids."