Mess of a Man // Closed w/ @sukafunosokubaku
@sukafunosokubaku Summary: Jean is a college dropout, living the Rockstar lifestyle, minus the band. Spending all his money on booze and drugs, his life is spiraling out of control. Mikasa is hard-working, she didn’t go to college because she couldn’t afford it but she makes the most of what she has, working a nine to five, six days a week job at the local coffee shop, Toffee Beans. Mikasa’s friends convince her to go for a night out in one of the clubs downtown, hoping she might find a potential love interest. Bumping into Mikasa, Jean is infatuated from the first sight. After spending the night together, Mikasa knows this wouldn’t be an ideal relationship but wants to remain friends, from that moment on Jean tries to turn his life around and prove that he’s the person Mikasa has wanted all along.
Jean groans and slams the blaring alarm next to his bed. 2 pm already. His hangover rang in his head. Eyes aching as he opened them to the stream of light coming through the window of his studio apartment. Amber eyes skim the scene. Small and cramped, take out boxes thrown atop a small table, clothes kicked around the floor, the few dishes sitting in the sink ready to be washed. The duo-toned boy runs a hand through his hair as he sits up. Another miserable day to forget.
A moment later he pushes himself from the warmth of his bed. The cold air tickling his pale skin. Maybe wearing only boxers to bed wasn’t the smartest for winter. He strolls over to the bathroom, grabbing the Advil and getting a glass of water from the kitchen sink. The man then takes the medicine before setting the container back. As he closes the cabinet his own amber hues meet him. He stares at the dark bags under his eyes, his messy hair, untamed and wild, and his pale skin.
He rubs his eyes and sighs. “I look like shit” He grumbles in a deep tone. After a moment he brushes his teeth and starts his shower. Once he’s stepped out of the shower and dry he shaves and peers around the room for some sort of outfit. Grabbing articles of clothing from the floor, he takes a whiff of each, discarding ones that cause a grimace. Soon enough he’s wearing black ripped jeans, a band tee, and some nice leather jacket.
Maybe he should take his laundry and visit his mom’s for that and a nice homecooked meal. But he wasn’t sure. He hasn’t been there in a while. The shame of his lifestyle made it so he couldn’t face his mother. She tried her best despite his dad being gone, Even worked to send him to college but he screwed it all up. After his grades dropped due to the wreaking ball they called depression he couldn’t fix it. Her hard work was for naught. He should have accomplished more at this point in life but he’s living in a shitty studio apartment he can barely afford and wasting his life. The sight of him just might kill her… The tall man starts picking up his clothes and tossing them into a hamper before doing the small number of dishes. He then throws away the various take out containers that were thrown about while he was wasted and takes the trash out. Next thing he knows his phone pings. He takes it out of his pocket and skims over the messages from the group chat. Sasha was asking about the club tonight. Marco and Connie answered quickly saying they were in. Jean sighs as he checks his bank statement.
‘I don’t know I’m living on 40 right now’ He replies before heading back inside. ‘Jean I’ll cover your drinks man, I got a promotion today. Plus I’ll make you some food for the rest of the week so you don’t starve!~’ Sasha replies. Promotion huh? ‘Fine I’ll be there’ He replies
‘I’ll pick you up at 6!’ Maro messages before Jean put his phone away At least he was getting real food and some fun…
Mikasa chuckles. “I didn’t You had your own crew Daiki.” She looks over to Jean and smiles. “Or that you had one Mr Horseface.” She laughs at the nickname given to him by Sasha.
Jean shrugs and eren laughs. “Well its just how the group likes to pair up” Eren says with a shrug. “I’m surprised the chipmunk made me the leader”
“Well you were always the more outgoing one.” she admits to Eren with a shrug.
“The ram boi of course has to be leader of his outcast squad. Just like our punk horse here has to be our leader, I don’t make the rule” Shasha hums. Jean leans back and takes a drink.
Mikasa chuckles a bit. She liked Sasha and would hope they could become friends. She looks at her phone and see’s the time. It’s pretty late and she has to go home alone tonight. “I need to get home.” She sighs and looks over to Jean with a sad small smile.
Jean finishes the last of the drink he had. He then gives mikasa a small smile. “Would you like me to walk you home?” He asks polietly
“Sure, I would like that.” She gives a hug to Eren and wavs by to the rest of the group, but not before giving her number to Sasha. She wanted to keep talking and being friends with at least her. She was pretty cool and different for her other friends that ditched her. She walked out the club and began walking home with Jean. “Thanks for walking me home, but I hope you knw if this was any other night I would be fine.” She gives a small drunk smile.
Sasha hands a napkin with her umber on it o mikasa before she leaves. Jean smiles. “Just cause your capable doesn’t mean it isn’t nice to have someone accompany you” He hums. “I know you would be fine alone but this makes it so we get to spend a little more time together.”
