𝐎𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧- 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧

1. Orion's Constellation

WARNING: CH 138 Spoilers/Leaks/Mentions so read at your own RISK!

"That's Orion's Constellation."

"How do you know that?"

"I just do, just look at that hourglass-like shape." using your index finger to outline the shape, he nods as he lays beside you. "See it?"

He tilts his head, adjusting the arm that rests under his head. His other hand rests on his stomach.
"Yeah I see it. What's his story?"

"In Greek Mythology, he was known as one of the most handsome men- he happened to be a Hunter. The cool thing about Greek Mythology is that there'd more than one story when it comes to just about anything. In one story, Orion falls in love with this girl- I think her name was Merope. Anyways," you continue on with your story as Jean has his head turned to you while you speak, watching the stars. His eyes can't help but focus on the way your hair falls onto the fabric of the blanket that separates you from the grass, and the way the stars reflect on your eyes.

He thought that you were truly breath-taking.

"What do you think will happen to all of us when this war is over?" he asks.

"I'm not really sure." you answer truthfully. "I might work with the children of the underground. I've had a few talks with Captain Levi on that, and it seems like that's one alternative. So I might be going back and forth trying to do that before I settle down."

Jean's eyebrows slightly move. "What do you mean by that?" he asks.

Your cheekbones tightened before you released a much needed exhale.
"You know, settling down -starting a family. I'd like to be married and settle down. There's been so much chaos in such a short amount of time, I'd like to be able to live in a private place with my husband and kids. Our only worries would be the kids, and we'd live a peaceful life- no more Titans to worry about. I'll live an old age, and be surrounded by my Grandchildren as I tell them stories about my youth while the fireplace is on. Seems a bit cliche, but I'd like some stability for once." You turn to him, "That's not too silly, is it?"

"No, no." he quickly shakes his head. "That sounds like a good life." he agrees.
"Tell me more about that life, how many kids would you like?"

You sighed, placing both hands on your stomach, folding your legs up.
"I'd like to say two." you tell Jean before turning to the stars. "But I'd be lying to myself if I wouldn't want 4- two boys and two girls. Of course, that's just talk. It'll just depend on my husband and I; depends how much we're willing to work with." you lightly laugh at the last part.

"Hey," Jean bumps in with a small smile.
"You've been with the scouts for years now, how bad can raising kids be?" he asked before the two of you erupted in belly-filling laughs.

"Don't know," you answer. "Diapers?"

"Seems deadly."

"Very deadly." you elaborate on Jean's comment before turning to him.
"What about you?" you asked as you turned your body to fully face him.
"What's your plan after all of this is done, Section Commander?" you tease.

He laughs, exasperatedly, "Don't call me that." shaking his head, he settles into his thoughts.
"I guess I'm just like you after hearing your plans." he tells you.
"I want to pursue drawing, maybe writing. But for that, I'd need to live in a quiet place. I was thinking of building a home where I could work in, maybe have a family in there too."

You nod. "And kids?"

"As many as my wife wants." he says, "It's her body, so she can decide how many she wants to have. But of course, we have to be on the same page." Turning on his side to face your way, Jean rests his cheek on the palm of his hand.
"But we'll have to agree on one thing though."