The fourth maiden of ymir

13

Trying his best to anthologize enough self-confidence, he then decided to introduce himself in a matter of seconds but immediately terminate his actions as he try stepping forward,

"Ah, young love"

"Shut up old man"

He heard the merchant says as a flustered expression formed in his face in an instance, he was about to return his attention on you but instantly felt devastated knowing you where no where to be found,

Its only the midst of afternoon, knowing your  job was supposedly to end in the noon, his day was been already pulverized considering the fact he missed a single information about you,

Months of observing you far away, he was too confident in an arrogance manner that he have somewhat compiled all information about yourself, from the lunch you have always ingested, to the specified dress-code you wore,

With a hint of downcast, he made his way into the passage way of his home,

"Thankyou for understanding my services ma'am! I'll do better next time"

Jean heard a voice, seeing two silhouette beyond the window of his house, concluding the other figure was her mom, straightaway he opened the door of his house, seeing you in your back holding the specified laundries, he directly made a straightway action

"Bloody hell! Aren't you the one who's been staining our clothes for the past months,?!"

"Jean! Watch your words!"

Turning around, you were immediately greeted by jean's expression showing such irritated feeling, but were incontinently shifted with pure shock and regret,

Considering you were on your period, you couldn't help yourself but to spat back,

"Bloody hell! Aren't you the ill-mannered idiot who's been staining the fabric with spe—"

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"Y/n dear, it looks like the weather isn't good, how about staying here for a night, hmm?"

"Thankyou for the offer but—"

"You piece of shit, do you want me to scoop your eyes out to see that its been four hours since the storm started,?" Jean Showing such denial manner, you again mimicked his voice in a hassle manner, While turning your back on him

Little did you know, 13 year old jean was been squalling in his thoughts for hours now, searching ways to impress you,

"Jean, can you let y/n borrow your bed for the night? You can sleep on the floor, we dont have enough room and my room was occupied by—-"

Your thoughts spaced out, you?! Sleeping in the same room with an illiterate person ?! Not in a million years!

"No!"

"Yes!"

twisting your facial features in disapproval, you immediately question jean's answer

"I-i mean! N-No! I dont want someone on my bed!"

"Jean, i trust you on this one, i expect you wont to anything stupid" it was her mother

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Cloudburst continued as the total abscene of light now enveloped the sky, not being able to sleep in jean's bed properly, you change countless positions as jean responded with a birse reply

"Stop changing positions! It made sounds!"

The candle that provide light in his was now unavailable, not being able to see jean's flustered face, you exhaled deeply,

You were thinking about how, your family—eren, mikasa and armin aflutter faces as they rummage possible reasons why you haven't return yet, couldn't sleep appositely you stare at ceiling instead

Meanwhile in jean's perspective, such compunctious expression was now written in his face considering the blabbers you made hours ago regarding the 'fabric' you cleaned

Not only that, summating the fact that the girl he used to observe from far away was now currently sleeping in his 'bed' using the blankets he used to sleep with, he hold firmly his hair underneath the extra bed covering her mother have provided earlier,

His expression were redder than the tomato,

Oh how he wished to stop the time as it kept in motion so that he could freely study such deity-like beauty that you own, changing his position, he was now facing your sleeping substantiate under the wooden bed tht he owned

It was the very first time he saw you with your hair down, h/c strands came across your sleeping facial arrangement as it made your condition even more marked by grandeur,

The moon shining your face, was the most monumental image he have ever saw within his life,

A smiled carved in his lips,

who would've thought that 11 year old youngster filled with overflowing cockiness were now tamed concerning his wilderness,

"So this is young love"

-

Daydreaming about you, jean woke up in the middle of the afternoon with his bed arrangements in much more suitable way, you were now nowhere to be seen, feeling downcast at the moment, jean suddenly noticed a small note that was placed in his bed

'Jean

I'm y/n by the way, letting me sleep in your bed, i'll be forever expressing gratitude'

It was short but it made the youngling jean felt cloudnine at the moment, smiling like an idiot, he walk down stairs as he decided to introduce himself finally to the girl he used to study from far away,

"Oh jiminy crickets! What happened to your face!"

Frowning in confusion jean hurriedly made his passageway to the mirror, his blood instantly boiled

A small penis was written in his forehead, with the note in his left cheekbone

'Fuck my gratitude, the drawing is nice isn't it?'

His outraged towards you suddenly came back into its original condition, but nevertheless, the girl who uses too much chlorine made his day

He didn't see it coming, that one day he would hold dearly the yellow stained fabrics that you cost, it was the only remembrance you gave him after all

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