Jean Kristen

Chapter 25

Reader POV

We were going to take back wall Maria tomorrow. We're going to do it. No one is going to die. I know, I'm not going to ask. We were about to take it back and there are no what if's or maybes. We are.

We walked into the dinner room and surprisingly there was meat. We were going to have meat for dinner. I was excited. Jumping around but I never really ate much so I was only going to take a bit.

But of course Sasha tried to eat it all. I got a bit extra for her well not a bit a huge amount. I took a little bit extra for myself and sat down beside her eating my food. I left Sashas piece on the side of my plate. She started to wake up and immediately flung her head around. I put my hand on her shoulder and tried to calm her down. Just as I was bout to untie her Jean and Eren started to fight. I left them to it and kept working on Sasha. "Here have my food." I whispered in her ear. I handed her my plate. I hadn't eaten that much but she was starving. "You're an angel," she smiles at me. I stood up and gave her a hand. I sat down at a table and let Sasha eat her fill. My stomach was a bit sore so I put my hand on it. I felt a hand on my back. I turned around picking up a knife. When I realised who it was I dropped the knife. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to sorry sorry sorry." I apologised. It was just Jean he laughed and sat beside me. Sasha had just finished her food and walked off.

It was just Jean and I. "So.." I tried to start a conversation. He didn't answer instead asked a question of his own. "Y/n I have to tell you something, you have to answer me ok?" He asked me. "Sure," I smiled at him. "Y/n I like you, and I have liked you ever since we met." He looked at me. My face went bright red and I widened my eyes. "Jean I-" I tried to speak but no words came out. My stomach want really sore it was full of butterflies. He closed his eyes waiting for an answer. Instead of telling him something I placed my lips on his. I stayed there for a while and I felt two hand on my hair (head if u don't have hair). When we finally pulled away "Jean I-I like you too." I whispered. "Will you be m-mine?" He asked stuttering. "Of course," I smiled at him. We walked out of the cafeteria and I stopped him. "Promise me you won't die ok?" I looked at him. "I won't die as long as you don't either." He said I nodded my head.