rubycity_ooc | it's a beautiful niiight

[ Swoon Jean swoon. ]

[ Oh hey um this worked out better than he'd planned?? Is it cheating if he out him up for auction in the first place?? Uhm. ]

[ Well either way wow a date with Marco um wow??? Jean's gonna try to play it cool and fail miserably either way. But he can try. Work past his nerves and do this thing-- it's Marco, after all. ]

[ Since 3DMG is what he's best at, Jean pulls off some cool maneuver and swoops in to pick up. ]

H-hey, Marco! Aren't you lucky... you get to go on a date with me?

[ Nailed it! ]

[ Well, Marco hasn't exactly been thinking about it ever since he got the notice. A night out with his best friend, that's cool, right? At least that's what he thinks. He stares oddly as Jean swoops in on his 3dmg on top of doing a maneuver on top of it. ]

Mhm! [ He nods in a quick motion. ] Though, just a question, Jean...

[ His expression changes to a puzzled one. ]

Why are you carrying your 3dmg around?

[ Jean falters so hard he almost has one of those comedic pratfalls. Instead he grits his teeth a bit, keeping the smile on his face. Marco's happy to see him, that's a start. He's gonna impress Marco, dammit! It's a date! He's supposed to be cool... Even if Marco totally called him out on his bullshit and wow, Jean's really nervous. ]

Ah, uhm-- well, it's faster, y'know... [ Marco's not making this easy, but Jean won't give up!! He pulls open his bag and hands Marco a small, red box. It's very cute. And square. ~~Not heart-shaped. Even Jean has his limits on cheesy.~~ ] Here, I-- it's chocolate. I heard somewhere that that's a thing people do? Give each other chocolates. They weren't easy to get, and I've never had any so I figured we could split it. [ Oh no he's rambling... ] Plus I mean I was thinking maybe we could go up to the clock tower and have a look at the stars? While we eat these... the view's nice up there.

[ Jean looks away, blushing the entire time. Aw man, since Marco's not wearing his 3DMG then-- ] I'm pretty sure I have enough fuel so I could carry you up with me if you want... [ or they could just take the stairs like sensible people... ]

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[ Jean, you better be ready for another very confused stare that lasts for about two seconds before he smiles, albeit not without a drop of sweat running down his face. Marco is so very confused at the moment, entirely due to the fact that Jean's acting in an even weirder way than usual, and that's saying a lot, but he's not about to be impolite when Jean saved him from strange people bidding on him on an odd auction, after all. He takes the chocolate with a happy nod, and looks at Jean. ]

Sure, but... [ How does he even react to this, he thought he'd seen everything of Jean but he's only seen him acting this way around Mikasa. ]

... Wouldn't it be better if you didn't have to carry the 3dmg around? Plus, we can go for a short walk in the night before we go up there.

[ Still completely oblivious as to the complete notion of a "date". ]

[ Jean is so afraid he'll mess this up that he barely notices Marco's confusion, focusing more on his words than anything else. Marco could probably tell Jean to get him the stars and poor Jean wouldn't realize he was joking till after he went for it. ]

Uh, yeah! That sounds like a good idea! Let's do that! [ Jean laughs awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. A walk! That's romantic, right? The kind of thing people do on dates? Sure! Jean frets a bit, looking down and taking a deep breath to calm himself down. This is Marco. He can do this. it's just a walk. On a... date. But still! ]

I mean, I guess... Should I... go back and leave it?

[ Ugh, it'd be a pain to go all the way home, but if Marco wants him to... ]

Now that you mention it, it'd be a little troublesome...

[ He smiles at Jean, taking on his usual peppy persona once more. ]

Want me to carry it for you? [ He doesn't even realize the sort of implications of this, but then again he's not very aware this is a real date. ]

What? No! I'm the one who-- [ jean cuts himself off. He's already making an idiot of himself, no need to take it further. ] I mean, I can carry it just fine. I'm used to it, y'know? I'm pretty strong!

[ He's also pretty much a loser, sweating nervously at the whole ordeal. M-maybe since it's a first date, it's okay for it to be kinda awkward. ]

Wanna, um, start walking?

I know you are, Jean!

[ His smile is pretty much a constant by now, and he turns to face the road before them and nods. ]

We should get a move on, or we're going to be here all night, though!

Hell yeah, of course! [ Compliments from Marco feel really good, wow. Plus his smiles is... cute. He has to keep his cool cause it's a date and all, but walking anywhere with Marco is... nice. ]

Right, let's go. [ Jean gets them started by taking a few steps-- in the wrong direction, of course. ]

[ He readies himself to follow, until he glances sideways and realizes that the clock tower is on the opposite direction. ]

Jean, wait up!

[ He reaches out to grab his wrist, but instead catches his hand. Not even realizing this, he keeps speaking. ]

I-I think you're going the wrong way...

What? [ Jean kind of-- kind of freezes when Marco grabs his hand. Just for a second, it's not like they haven't held hands a million times when they'd started training. It's not like physical contact was all that weird with them, but-- on a date.... ]

Oh. [ Jean turns around, facing Marco. Yeah, he's blushing. But maybe this time he'll go the right way. ] Shit, uh... My bad, Marco. Let's uh... This way.

It's cute when you're an airhead, though, Jean.

[ He means that in an entirely platonic way until he notices he's taking a hold of his hand, and in that second he swiftly lets go and looks away, his own face blushing red like a tomato. ]

B-but yeah, let's g-get going!

Yeah...? [ Wow, way to make him blush, Marco. Jean's so flustered he barely hears the 'airhead' part, staring at his hand instead like he'll never wash it again but-- but that's stupid, he's being really stupid. Man, maybe he is an airhead. ]

Right, um! Follow me? It's not like the clock tower is going anywhere.

Y-yeah, or else the night'll be over before our date is, right?

[ The sentiment is mutual about never washing his hand again, so he just sort of shoves it in his pocket before looking quite nervously at the ground as a trickle of sweat drips down his cheek. How do dates work?? ]

S-So, um, Jean, have you ever been on a date before?

Right! Heh. [ Oh god, they're saying the word "date," this is a date that he's going on, with Marco and that's....... oh god. Jean's pace is probably too fast but he's nervous as hell-- ]

Uh, n-not really. Fantasized about it enough times, but... [ Ah Jean, there's something you maybe should've filtered... ]

[ Well that gets a smile from Marco. He knows very well about Jean's luck with pretty much every single female on the universe, and now that he thinks of it, he's gotta make this date as good as possible, for Jean's sake! ]

So, um, people usually hold hands when they're on dates, don't they?

[ HE'S JUST GOING OFF THE LITTLE HE KNOWS BY NOW. ]

I-I mean, at least from what I know...

Y-yeah! [ Oh man does that mean what Jean thinks it means does that-- Jean kinda slows down, matching his pace to Marco's so they're walking completely side by side. He's not gonna-- well, he should... Maybe he'll just sorta grab at Marco's sleeve. ]

Yeah, there's... hand holding... and, um... what else?

[ And just as hesitantly, Marco props his arm up and slowly interlocks his fingers with Jean's in a fumbly motion, before smiling at the other teenager. ]

I- I think this is good enough for now, isn't it?

[ His tone is hesitant and there's the slightest shade of pink on his cheeks as he tries his best to avoid eye contact. ]

Yeah! [ Jean grips Marco's hand, squeezing his fingers tightly. He's blushing pink, trying his best to hold back a dumb smile. A date! He's on a date! A date with Marco, who's been there for him and he's cute and nice and he's alive-- maybe they should walk slower so Jean can savor this for a bit. ] Yeah, this is good.

[ And that earns a happy nod from Marco. ]

Mhm!

[ Aah, the warmth of Jean's hand feels good against his own, and subconsciously he squeezes back, enjoying the feeling. And maybe he's going to get a bit closer to him. Because it's cold except not really. He just wants to okay. ]

We're so lucky that our date ended up on such a beautiful night, doesn't it?

[ It feels a bit out of place to say that, but he really just wants to keep the conversation going. ]

Y-yeah, it's... awesome. [ Jean leans a little closer too, walking in time with Marco. He looks over at Marco, his smile and his dumb cute face and-- shit. Marco's his best friend but no matter how you slice it, this is... really great. ] Uh, I mean-- the stars are... sparkly?

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They are! [ And at that, the stiffness sort of begins to fade away as Marco feels himself slipping into the more cheerful ambient he generally shares with Jean. }

[ He does resist the urge to say that they're not nearly as sparkly as he is though. ]

Though... [ He shies away, blushing a bit. ] ... it feels good, you know. Being able to do this.

Yeah. Being here with you...

[ Jean does his best not to stammer, it's just... really great to have Marco around again. ]

Uh, I mean, I'm glad we-- don't have to worry as much. Doing normal stuff... together...

[ Marco just smiles in response. ]

Yeah, you're right. We really should make the most of the time we have here.

[ Wink wink nudge nudge. ]

It's nice to be able to spend time with you without worrying about everything else.

Marco Bodt | Attack on Titan

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