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Eren moved as quickly as he dared through the icy grocery store parking lot as he balanced two pumpkin pies in one hand. Thanksgiving was supposed to be a fall holiday wasn't it? Well not this year. He groaned at the sight of his car. Even though he had only been in the grocery store for thirty minutes tops his car was covered with snow. He carefully stowed the pies in the passenger seat before fishing the scraper out of the back seat. He let the car warm up as he dusted the snow off his windows.
He shot a glance at the guy parked diagonally across from him and his eyes happened to linger. He was bent over the hood of his car brushing the snow off his windshield with his coat sleeve. Eren figured that he probably shouldn't be staring at stranger's asses. Especially when they finally turn around and they aren't exactly a stranger.
Jean Kirschstein.
That awkward moment when you get caught staring at your high school ex-boyfriend’s ass
Jean looked as surprised as Eren did. He waved his hand awkwardly, the front of his coat was crusted with snow and his cheeks and nose were red with cold. Eren hadn't seen him since the summer before their first year of college a little over two years ago. “Hey.”
“Oh. Hi”
“It’s been a while.”
“Yeah"
Jean brushed the snow off the front of his coat, stuffed his hands in his pockets, and rocked back on his heels. “So... how is school so far for you?”
“Good... you?”
“Good. Fun.”
Jean ran his fingers through his hair and shrugged. “Well - my mom will flip her shit if I ruin the dinner schedule - but uh... it was good to see you.”
“You too man.” Eren said, knocking the snow off the scraper before tossing it in the backseat.
“Hey Jaeger,” Eren turned and Jean seemed to think seriously for a moment. “Hope you enjoyed the view, you perv,” he said with a smile and an raise of his eyebrow.
Eren rolled his eyes and flipped him the bird. Jean laughed as he got in the driver’s seat and waived as he drove away.
Eren got in his car and shook his head. He spent the drive home reminiscing about the hormone fueled shit show that had been his relationship with Jean Kirschstein.
How the fuck did that even happen?