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An uneasy disdain settled into the pit of Jean's stomach when he first set eyes on Eren Jaeger.
Still, the kid had an arm like no other. His hand had been sore on more than one occasion catching some of Eren's fastest pitches.
On the occasions when he caught a ball to the face, his catcher's glove would come off - fists ready for a fight. Him and Jaeger seemed to go round for round more than their coaches would've liked but their team was good.
Now at the end of the season, the sting of having lost the championship, the culmination of all their frustrations with each other settled into comfort.
Jaeger had been smacking the back of his head against the dugout wall, tears streaming down his face in a surprising unabashed show of emotion. In a quick unconscious motion, Jean placed his hand between the wall and Jaeger's head and took the smaller boy into an embrace.
It had been difficult; their relationship. It was never meant to be love at first sight, but a growth of respect and understanding brought them close.
Instead of a fist barreling down onto Eren Jaeger's quivering lip, this time it was a kiss.