JeanXReader - Being Late

You were late for training, so of course you were running to the training camp. Your luck had run out, leaving you without time to put your shoes on, so you just held onto them and ran. Turning the corner, you almost ran into Jean. He must've been late too. You got a brilliant idea. Putting on your best puppy-dog face, you looked at him.

"Jean will you please let me sit on you so I cant put my shoes on."

He looked at you and slightly blushed, looking away. "No, I'm going to be late."

"PLEASE I'LL DO ANYTHING." You said desperately. Hey, you didn't want to be caught without shoes, you might end up running more laps that way.

He looked back at you. "Anything, really?"

You feverishly nodded. "Yup, anything."

He held onto his face and looked away again. "Would you.. would you kiss me?"

You blushed in response and quietly said,"Yeah."

Looking back at you he nodded and got down on hands and knees. You took this as an opportunity to walk over and sit on his back. You began to pull on your first shoe and tie it up. In no time, in was on. You began working on the other one just in time for Connie to come running by. He stopped and laughed at you both. You wondered why so many people were late while Jean moved up a hand, making sure not to dump you off, and flipped Connie the bird.

Connie ran off after that, and a few seconds after that you had your other one on. Perfect. You stood up and turned around, holding an arm out for Jean. He ignored it and got up on his own. His face was a darker red than it was before as he walked towards you. Now you finally remembered why and began blushing on your own. When he was right in front of you, you got on your tippy toes and looked up. He opened his mouth for a second then shut it and bent down.

Only inches from your face, he rested his hand on your cheek, stroking it before swooping in and placing his lips on yours. Closing your eyes you pressed against his a little more, taking in the feeling. His lips were warmer than yours and a little wet, which helped when his soft lips shifted to the side, kissing you deeper. You took a step forward and placed a hand on his chest. Then, to your disdain, you heard someone yell at you both.

"HEY LOVE BIRDS WHATCHA DOING?" Called Connie, standing beside a hysterical Sasha.

They both seemed to be entertained by your moment of passion. You both just stood there blushing. That is, until Jean quickly kissed your cheek and grabbed your hand, pulling you towards the camp. You followed and smiled. He really was nice when he tried to be.