𝚃 𝙷 𝙸 𝚁 𝚃 𝙴 𝙴 𝙽

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Jean appeared at my door the next morning.

I woke up from my eternity of sleep to see a text from him, asking if he could walk me to school today.

I smiled at him when I opened my door, and he smiled back. With his pale brown hair was swept back, I noticed how long it was getting, seeing as it brushed the nape of his neck.

He leaned down to kiss me. "You ready?"

I nodded, and we made our way to school together.

I felt much better today—the heaviness that sat within my chest all day yesterday had pretty much faded, and I could actually keep my eyes open.

"So... how's the project going?" Jean asked after a few minutes.

"It's good," I said automatically. I caught myself, then shook my head. "I have no idea why I said that—it's absolutely horrible."

Jean laughed. "It's Jaeger we're talking about, of course it's horrible."

I hesitated. "You're...not still mad about me working with him?"

He shrugged. "I realized I was less mad at you and more mad at him. I just... I didn't want you to get hurt. He's hurt you enough already."

I didn't know what to say, so I just nodded.

"Hey, are you... are you alright, though?" He asked, looking down at our joined hands—fingers intertwined. "I mean, after seeing Niccolo and all that—"

I didn't necessarily know how to answer. "I guess so. I'm sorry for freaking out about it. He caught me off guard and... I dunno."

Jean squeezed my hand. "Don't worry, I was just worried about you."

"I didn't mean to worry you," I said, feeling guilty.

"It's okay, I just never know how you're going to react with those things. I never know whether to go up to you or to leave you alone." He laughed. "It's kind of like dealing with some wounded pet."

I tried to pull up a smile, despite the fact that he referred to me as an animal.

We continued with idle small talk until we made it to school.

Before we made our way inside, Jean lifted up my hand to kiss the back of it. "I'll see you soon, m'lady."

I chuckled, pulling my hand away. "Oh, come on. We'll be late."

"Right, right. Have fun today, baby." He walked away to his own class.

Today was pretty much an easy day, and I could pay better attention to all the things my professors were teaching.

Before I knew it, I was waiting outside of history for Eren again. I didn't feel like putting up much of a fight today—since the day began to wear on me once more, so I waited for him patiently, watching the students file out of the classroom.

Eren was one of the last people to walk through—Mikasa had already left.

The prick didn't even look at me, instead just walking ahead, his hands in his hoodie pocket. I saw him walk in front of me as if I weren't even there, and I glimpsed a slight smirk on his face.

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