"I'm not going to hurt you, you know that right?" you grabbed a hand and pulled it away from him, the boy was flustered at the actions and nodded at your words.

You simply huffed and dragged yourself to his basket that lacked items. You were picking everything that was still good off the floor for him until you hear a soft, 'thanks' coming from the kid behind you. Once everything was picked up you stood and turned to him, he was sitting down with his knees pulled to his chest. Walking up to him you offered your empty hand to him, "it's no problem. My name is (Y/n)!"

He took your hand and stood up next to you, "My name is Jean. You're not around from here, are you?" Jean started to wipe some dirt off of his pants and shirt.

"No, not really. I'm actually from shiganshina."

The boy froze at the last word, he carefully looked at you, " ... but didn't that place-"

"Yeah.... Although I survived thankfully... haha." you forced out a laugh as you scratched your neck nervously.

You held out the basket in front of him to take, "it was nice meeting you, Jean. But I have to get going now, I kind of have to search for food." when he took the basket you turned around and started to walk away from him. That was until there was a slight tug on your shirt.

You looked at the boy with a confused expression, he looked down as he was flustered and didn't wish to show his pink cheeks.

"You can come with me, I'm sure my mom can give you something."

"OH! Thank you!" you gave Jean a smile.

You both began walking around the town on the way to his house, it all looked the same to you. Houses built with the same materials and with nearly identical designs. Then again they have primitive stuff.

It didn't take for you both to arrive at his home where his mom was outside talking to another woman. She worriedly looked around as she cleaned her hands on her apron.

"Hey, mom I'm home!" He called out while starting to jog to his mom. She turned around and smiled at the beginning but upon seeing him closer she frowned.

"Jean-boy, did you get into trouble again?" she asked with a concerned tone while placing her hands on his round face. "Are you okay?"

The child nodded, "yeah, my new friend helped me so I'm okay now." The woman pulled away and looked at you. She gave you a big smile before signaling you to come forward.

You then felt butterflies in your stomach, not the good kind. It's the one you feel before having to present in class. You actually felt nervous to meet someone's mom.

Your face flushed with a red hue as you started to fiddle with your hands, "H-hi ma'am," you squeaked out.

"You're the one who helped Jean-boy?"

You slowly nodded.

"Thank you so much for helping my boy," the woman then gave you a tight hug making you lose your breath, "please be friends with him." She then pulled away from me and clapped her hands.

"What is your name?"

"My name is (Y/n)," you said shyly.

"My my! Such a cute name for a cute girl!" she chirped before starting to pinch my cheeks.

Someone end my suffering!

Despite you being the one attacked with affection it was mostly Jean who was dying of embarrassment, "Mom!" The woman simply laughed and stopped pinching your face, which was now red. Once free you started rubbing your cheeks that stung like hell.

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