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the love triangle

levi x reader x jean

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tags: love triangle // angst // fluff // smut // wholesome sweet jean boy // kinda toxic levi // curse words

word count: 3k

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getting back on the dating scene after your breakup wasn’t easy at first, the first month afterwards you spent most of your time moping around your apartment, and calling in sick to work every other day. your friends were worried about you during that first month post breakup, constantly calling and texting only to receive no answer from you.

eventually your closest friend, sasha decided that she had had enough of your ‘woe is me’ act and practically broke down your front door. sasha heaved heavily in your doorway, already feeling hungry from the physical exertion.

“jesus christ! you can’t knock?” you said with a mouth full of popcorn. you had just sat down to rewatch your favorite rom-com when your best friend stormed into your apartment.

“you can’t answer your damn phone?” she said as she took a seat next to you on the couch.

“i guess you have me there.” sasha hummed at your response, yanking the bucket of popcorn out of your hands.

you stared at the brunette, who was inhaling the popcorn like a vacuum cleaner, “slow down or you’ll choke.”

“i’ll slow down when you tell me what went down between you and levi.”

your stomach dropped at the sound of his name, you hadn’t talked to anyone about your breakup yet. it was just too painful.

everyone thought that you and levi were end game, the two of you fit together so perfectly. you were the only one that could bring out the soft and vulnerable side of levi, while he was the only one who had ever made you feel safe and secure in a relationship. the two of you were the perfect match. the yin and the yang.. or so you thought.

“i’d rather not talk about it.” you said as you reverted your gaze back to the TV, blinking away tears that threatened to fall.

sasha spoke with a full mouth. her voice coming out muffled, “well if you refuse to talk about it, i’ll just have to force you out tonight. you’ve been soaking in your sadness for long enough.”

you looked down at your food stained sleep shirt, “sasha do i really look like i’m suited to go out tonight?”

“well you do look pretty pathetic..” she paused to stuff her mouth with the last of the popcorn, “but i know your potential. you just need to shower off whatever that smell is, and put on something black and slutty!”

“black and slutty?” you echoed, taking a stand from the couch.

“yup! now hurry up before i raid your refrigerator.”

you made your way into your bedroom, “eat anything besides my cookie dough ice cream and we’ll be fine.”

you took your time in the shower, making sure to scrub your body clean. it had been at least a week since your last shower, you just couldn’t get the motivation to get up and complete the simple task of managing your hygiene. you felt grateful that sasha was forcing you to do something with yourself, you had isolated yourself for long enough.

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you successfully scrubbed your body clean and even applied makeup. you couldn’t remember the last time you wore makeup, it was definitely before you and levi broke up. you almost found it difficult to recognize yourself, the person you saw in the mirror looked so foreign to you.

you grinned at the reflection, appreciating the job you did on your face. you almost felt like yourself again. almost.

“you have two minutes to get out here before i eat that ice cream! hurry up!” sasha yelled from the living room. you tried to cultivate a sense of urgency and picked out the first black dress that you saw in your closet.

sasha gasped at the sight of you, you wore a silk black slip dress with your favorite pair of black heels. it was a relatively simple get up but having not seen you look presentable in what felt like ages, sasha was at a loss for words. mouth hanging open, sasha stuck a spoon in your ice cream. your eyes followed the movement, “sasha for the love of god, that ice cream was the one thing that i told you not to eat. you said in an unsurprised tone.

“yes well i was hungry and you were taking forever. you ready or what?”

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you couldn’t figure out why sasha chose this bar, she said we would be meeting people here. though you couldn’t figure out how you would find them, the place was packed wall-to-wall with people.

your brain felt overstimulated. having spent so much time indoors lately, you almost forgot how rambunctious places like this could get. you were pushed and shoved the whole way through the building, finally making it to the bar sasha waved down the bartender, “two shots of tito’s! and don’t be afraid to use a heavy hand! this one just had a break up!” she yelled, pointing at you.

you wanted to shrink into your skin, feeling the warm wave of embarrassment crash over you.

the bartender smiled and nodded at your friend's request, while you elbowed her in the side in retaliation.

the bartender seemed to have taken sasha’s words seriously about pouring with a heavy hand, “i poured you a double, you look like you need it.” he said as he slid the shots in your direction.

god. do i look that miserable?

the bartender slid the receipt forward, “that’ll be 23 dollars.”

sasha shook her head, quickly taking her shot. “put it on jean kirschtein’s tab, okay babe?”

the bartender simply nodded in response.

your brows furrowed in confusion, “who’s jean?”

“you’ll see, hurry up and take that shot. there’s more where that came from.”

immediately after taking your shot, sasha locked arms with you and pulled your body through the crowd. the room spun for a moment, the shot seemed to go straight to your head as sasha moved swiftly through the hoard of people.

the two of you finally entered into a separate space that was dimly lit and much less crowded. you let out a sigh of relief, feeling much more comfortable in the tranquil atmosphere.

the room had its own bar, with large round booths lining the walls. a group of people cheered and high-fived each other next to the vintage arcade games, clearly feeling happy over scoring a victory.

a large man sitting in one of the booths waved in your direction, “sasha! over here!”

you followed sasha over to the table, the man with dirty blonde hair whispered something to the guy next to him when his eyes met yours.

his eyes raked over your body. he took his sweet time looking at you from top to bottom, eventually returning to meet your gaze once more. his subtle act suddenly made you feel incredibly self conscious, heat rose in your cheeks while never breaking eye contact with the man.

the guy with short cropped gray hair sitting next to him chuckled at whatever the comment was.

“what’s so funny connie?” sasha asked the gray haired man.

“your ugly ass face! sit down, we ordered shots.”

you tried not to laugh as two of you scooted into the booth, sasha swatted the back of connie’s head in revenge. you couldn’t hold in your laughter at this point and neither could the man next to connie, you both covered your mouths in an attempt to conceal your laughter.

“anyways” sasha said after composing herself while connie still held the back of his head in pain.

your friend went on to introduce you to the two men, jean and connie.

so this is jean.

the corner of jean’s mouth quirked up in a sly smile at the sound of your name leaving sasha’s lips. the man reached out to shake your hand in a laughably formal way, “so you're the one sasha’s been trying to get out of the house forever.”

you knew jean didn’t mean it in a rude way, he didn’t know that you just went through a gut wrenching break up but you couldn’t help but want to shrink into your skin at his playful words.

you pulled your hand from his, suddenly feeling thankful to the cocktail waitress who appeared at the table with a tray of shots.

sasha and connie hooped and hollered in excitement, quickly taking the shots from the waitress.

jean reached up, grabbing two shots from the tray, one for you and one for him. he politely slid yours across the table, your fingers accidentally brushed against his in the process of retrieving the small glass. you took a sharp breath in as heat rose to your cheeks once again. you internally chided yourself for letting yourself get so flustered. it had been quite a while since you last felt the touch of a man in any capacity.

you couldn’t blame yourself too much, jean was handsome, in a really charming sort of way. you could tell just by your short interaction that he was a sincere person, and he really was nice to look at. his ash brown hair framed his face perfectly, thick strands were tucked behind his ears, creating a mullet sort of look. you had never seen someone pull off a mullet so well.

connie and sasha were still bickering about god knows what, while you and jean kept your eyes on eachother, being in your own little world.

jean arched a brow at you playful as he raised his glass, “cheers too..” he took a moment to think about his next words, “cheers to making new friends.”

“too making new friends.” you said as your glasses clinked together.

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weeks had passed since the night you met jean, and the two of you have been seeing each other more and more frequently as the days passed.

you were grateful for his presence, and your initial impression of him was correct, jean is a very sincere person.

after spending a decent amount of time together, you eventually told him about your breakup with levi and how it left you feeling. you were surprised at how gracious and gentle jean was with the whole situation. never once had he invalidated your feelings or rushed you into unwanted physical intimacy.

though it was hard for you to keep your hands off of him, you always felt the need to get close to him whether it be latching onto his arm while out in public, or crawling into his lap while watching TV. jean loved the attention of course, and always returned your affection, but he felt that he should hold back on being the first to initiate physical intimacy. jean just wanted to take things at the speed you were comfortable with and be respectful to your feelings. he knew how hard getting over someone could be, so jean made up his mind to take things as slow as you needed, because he would rather enjoy spending time with you, and doing things on your terms, than not be around you at all.

the days continued to fly by, the weeks turned into months, and you slowly felt the dull ache of your once broken heart grow numb. jean was still as patient and as steadfast with you as ever, and you were still in awe of his graciousness.

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jean smiled down on you, while his hand brushed against the fabric of your dress, cradling the small of your back as the two of you walked into the swanky downtown restaurant. white table clothes covered every table, and the silverwave glistened under the dim light from the large chandelier hanging above.

you didn't realize that you would be going to such a fancy place until jean showed up at your door wearing a suit and tie. your breath hitched in your throat at the sight of him, his suit clung to his body in all the right places, his broad chest looked like it could bust out of that dress shirt at any moment. though you probably wouldn’t complain if it did, you tried not to gawk at his physique for too long, doing so would cause unholy thoughts to fill your mind.

once the two of you were seated, jean allowed the waiter to take his jacket, “thank you kindly.”

he said in his usual joking tone. jean rolled up the sleeves of his white dress shirt allowing you to get a full view of his large forearms. you instinctively clenched your thighs together under the table, in an attempt to quell the warmth pooling in your stomach. you cleared your throat awkwardly, “so what's the occasion? you still havent told me.”

jean smiled at you wholesomely, reaching across the table to grip your hand, “well, we have been seeing each other for a while and..” you blushed at the man, watching him try to collect his thoughts.

your gaze drifted away from jean’s smiling face to a figure moving around the bar positioned at the side of the room. your stomach dropped, you knew exactly who that familiar body belonged to. though you only had a view of the back of his head, you knew exactly who it was, you’d recognize him anywhere. you could be blindfolded in a crowd of a thousand people and still be able to pick levi out of the crowd. that's just how intimately familiar you were with the man.

jean continued talking but you couldn't hear a word. your brain was screaming out, not knowing what to think or how to process the sight before you. as if levi could hear the internal carnage taking place in your brain, he turned around, immediately locking eyes with you.

a dull sound rang loudly in your ears, seeing levi again reopened the wound in your heart that jean so diligently worked to seal. levi held your gaze, his face was totally void of emotion.

jean gripped your hand, noticing that your mind was elsewhere, “hey, are you okay?”

you disconnected the invisible string that connected you and levi in that moment, reverting your eyes back to jean, “im sorry, excuse me. gotta pee.” you said quickly with tear filled eyes.

jean sat confused as you dashed to the ladies room. you were grateful that the restroom was a single room with no stalls, allowing you to come completely apart in private. you immediately sank to the floor, completely forgetting to lock the door. you were a big ball of emotions on the floor, you tucked your head into your knees trying to block out the overwhelming feelings.

God, why did he have to be here? i was doing so good before seeing him.

your body shook, picturing the indifferent look on levi’s face when he saw you. it's like he was looking at a complete stranger that he shared no past with. did your relationship mean nothing to him? were your feelings one sided? had he ever cared for you at all?

the sound of your name broke the silence, your vision was blurry but you knew it was levi who was standing over you. did he look worried? you couldn't tell.

levi moved to lock the door before sitting down in front of you, gathering your body into his arms. you shook even harder now, hyperventilating into his chest. you missed how safe he made you feel.

his fingers traced shapes on your back, attempting to soothe you, “shh. shh. it's okay, you’re okay.”

after regaining control over your breathing you spoke into levi’s chest, “why’d you leave me levi?”

“what?” he said, pulling back so he could see your face.

“why. tell me why.” you said, looking at the man with pleading eyes.

a beat passed as levi analyzed your face, “i thought it was for the best.”

you felt yourself grow irritated, “best for who levi?”

levi gritted his teeth, “you. i thought it would be best for you.. you deserve someone who understands their feelings, and knows how to communicate them properly.” your mind instantly pictured jean, who probably thought you had fallen into the toilet by now.

anger began to bubble in your chest, “bullshit.” levi crooked his head to the side, as if he didn’t understand your words, “what?”

“bullshit.” you said again, attempting to push him off you. Levi didn't budge, still holding your body to his with little effort.

you pushed harder feeling even angrier now, “i hate you!”

levi didn’t respond, he only stared at your tear streaked face as if he was internally trying to make some sort of decision. levi gave you no time to process his next actions, he quickly scooped your face into his hands, pulling your lips to his. your body worked before your mind did, in returning the kiss. the two of you were desperate, your lips and teeth clashed together sloppily while your tongues fought for dominance.

levi slid his hands up your back and around to your chest, you moaned into his mouth when he pulled the top of your dress down exposing your nipples to the cold air.

without breaking the kiss, you moved to straddle levi’s waist rolling your hips on his clothed cock.

this time levi let out a groan into your mouth, you finally broke the kiss to look into his eyes as you raked your fingers through his hair. “fuck, ‘missed you.” he said breathlessly.

you ground your hips against his pants even quicker, your cunt was in desperate need of stimulation.

Levi smiled at you, taking a nipple between his fingers and rolling it causing your head to fall back in pleasure, “you look so pretty like this, sweet girl.” he said as he slid his free hand up your dress, working your needy clit over your panties. you couldn't help but moan out loud, it was all too much.

“i know you want to tell the world how much you missed me, but i need you to stay quiet okay?” you only nodded in response, still riding his fingers chasing your orgasm.

you couldn't wait anymore, you reached down to work levi’s belt off. levi chuckled while you hastily worked at freeing his cock from his trousers, lovingly placing a kiss into your hair. he loved seeing you so needy for him.

once you pulled the band of his boxers down his cock immediately sprang straight up. you wasted no time, immediately sheathing yourself on levi’s cock. you both moaned in unison at the sensation. you had almost forgot how big levi was, having to go incredibly slow fearful of overstimulation. you buried your head into the crook of his neck when he began to suck on your nipple, mewling sweet sounds into his ear.

Levi grew tired of your safe and slow motions, deciding to stand up with his cock still buried deep inside you and set you down on the edge of the bathroom sink. It was a stark contrast between the two of you where levi was almost fully clothed, your dress was pooled at your waist leaving you completely exposed.

you hooked your legs around levi’s hips and held onto the sink tightly, putting yourself on full display for him. “so fucking pretty.” he said admirably. levi held your face in his hands once more, placing a long languid kiss on your lips as he pulled all the way out and rammed deep into your cunt. your face contorted in intense pleasure while you tried to conceal the sound of your moans.

levi’s cock banged against your g-spot mercilessly causing you to cum hard, your pussy fluttered quickly around levi’s cock evoking a strained groan from his throat, cumming at the same time as you. levi pulled you into a tight embrace as you rode out your orgasm, placing another kiss into your hair.

you slowly came back to reality, as you were listening to the heartbeat in levi’s chest.

you both winced when levi finally pulled out of you, he tucked his cock back into his pants and helped you right your now very wrinkled dress.

you noticed levi staring at you with a somber look on his face, “i’m so sorry for what i put you through, but what i said wasn’t bullshit. It was true.”

your mind was brought back to jean, guilt washed over you. jean was such a good guy and you just fucked your ex-boyfriend in the middle of your date.

panic began to set in as you thought, what am i going to do about jean?

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