Jean Kirschstein from Aot

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~(y/n)'s POV~

You sighed, walking your normal route to the produce stand. You were there to buy some cherries, because they had just gotten a shipment of them. With you being a trainee, cherries were a rare delicacy. Your (e/c) orbs flicked around, looking at all of the colorful items around you.

While you were spacing out, the man at the stand looked at you. "Do you need something, Miss?"

You snapped out of your trance, meeting the man's kind chocolate brown eyes. "Ah, sorry. I would like some cherries; I heard that you got a shipment of them lately."

"Ah, for you it's on the house!" said the man as he handed you a medium-sized jar full to the top with cherries.

You gave a huge smile. "Thank you very much, It's too kind of you!" You said, waving goodbye as you walked off. You popped a cherry in your mouth and bit down, squealing in delight at how the cold met your warm mouth, and don't forget the sweetness the cherry contained. You were about to pop another one into your mouth, but you ran into someone.

"Ow! Watch where you're goi-" the man paused, taken aback by your beauty.

"Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going and I-" You looked up to see Jean Kirschtein, the guy you've been crushing on from the first day in training camp. Sure, he was a baby at times, but he was really sweet when he wanted to be. This was the first time you had ever spoken to him. A small blush surfaced on your (s/c) cheeks, hiding yourself in your jacket.

"Are you ok?" he asked. You were surprised at the concern that filled his voice. His golden eyes seemed to make you melt when you stole a glance at him with your (e/c) orbs.

"N-no, it's my fault. I should've w-watched where I was going and..." you stuttered, trailing off as he shook his head, replacing his concerned face with the most goofy grin you had ever seen.

"Don't blame yourself, Miss...?" he said, clearly asking for your name.

"(f/n) (l/n). Member of the 104th Trainee squad." you said, saluting him.

He chuckled. "Well, I'm Jean Kirschstein, and it's a pleasure meeting you." There was an awkward silence for about ten seconds. Jean broke it. "Hey, do you wanna go for a walk?" he said, the smallest tint of red appearing on his fair skin. You didn't blame him, it was probably the heat (a/n: BUT IT WASN'T~ /shot).

"Um, sure!" you replied, flashing a smile.

"Cool!"

You and Jean walked through town, basically sightseeing everything Trost had to offer. Along the way, he asked what you were carrying was, and you told him about cherries. You gave him one to try and he was surprised about how sweet and cold they were.

"Hey, (y/n), who do you love?" he asked out of the blue.

"Well, I can tell you what he's like but I won't tell you the name~" you teased, giving him a wink.

He just stared at you, waiting for what you had to say.

"Well, he's very cranky sometimes, but he can be sweet when he wants too." you stopped, feeling a bit awkward describing Jean to himself. But, you felt the need to go on. "He has eyes that want to make you melt, and his hair always looks so soft. He's a master of maneuver gear and he's really funny, even though he only spends time with one other person. He seems selfish, but he's just proud of himself."

You went on and on. "...he's taller than me, and I think highly of him."

"...and that is the man I'll probably love for the rest of my life." you finished.

~Jean's POV~

You listened to (y/n) rant about the guy she liked, knowing that it probably wasn't you. You still liked her anyway, staring at her (h/l) (h/c) locks. They looked so soft, making you want to touch them. Her (e/c) orbs shined brilliantly when she spoke of the man she would love forever.

How you wished she was yours.

It came to the time that both of you had to go back to the training camp, but when (y/n) tried to walk off, you grabbed her hand.

"What is it Jean?" she asked, a confused look on her face. "We have to get back. You know that we only had this day off, right?"

"Yeah, I know. But I have to tell you something first, (y/n)." you said, a large blush appearing on your face.

She stared into your golden eyes. Obviously, she was interested in what you had to tell her.

"I know we only spent one day together, but the thing is... the thing is..." the three words were stuck in your throat. With courage, you spoke. "I love you. I know that you probably love someone else, but I just can't seem to get you off of my mind. You drive me crazy when our eyes meet. I know you don't love me, because no one ever has, but I just needed to get this off of my chest."

But then as you said the last words, she leaped into your arms, nearly knocking you over. "But...why? If you're doing this out of pity, stop." you said.

"I'm not doing this out of pity, I love you. You couldn't tell I was describing you?" She replied, a smirk spread across her graceful features.

You were flooded with ten thousand emotions. Out of pure instinct, you met her soft lips. You felt a smile play on her lips. Several people around you 'awww'ed at the meeting of two lovers.

She kissed back, making the kiss passionate. You both had to pull away for a little thing called air.

"I don't understand... how could the person you described be me?" you questioned.

"You're funny, smart, brave, proud, and everything I want in a guy." she replied, smiling.

"You know what I think?" you said.

"What?"

"I think you're even sweeter than cherries."

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