#jeanwin

[squadleaderkirschtein-blog]

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[danchou-erwin-smith]

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When Jean falls into bed beside him, it isn’t much of a surprise.

He’d let him drink too much. Their dinner had been charming, Erwin so content as to have lost himself in the dreamlike little world of it, swept up in the moment where it had been just the two of them for a few intimate hours. Good food. Good wine. Pleasant company. Erwin talked and smiled more that night alone than the past five years combined.

He wasn’t as attentive as he should have been. His priorities elsewhere. It hadn’t mattered then, how much Kirschtein drank as long as he enjoyed it Until he stood up and needed to be helped back to their quarters, slightly unsteady and charmingly red-cheeked.

He’d put him to bed but suspected he’d stray. Jean smells of capital city soaps, of raspberry wine and the distinct scent of him. It’s something Erwin quietly adores. Doesn’t admit doing so. Won’t allow himself to think on.

So when Jean drapes on him in a web of tangled limbs and they go falling back to the mattress, it’s Erwin who dodges his errant attempt at a drunken kiss. It’s aimed for his lips but crushes hard against his cheek, sloppy and askew but so very warm…….

[yourhairispretty]

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