Me trying to do oneshots of the AOT characters.
I do fluff, angst and smut. I write the characters of AOT so tell me if you have specific requests :)
I mostly do xFem!Reader with the pronouns of she/her. But again, any requests, please tell me :)
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an: finally. i kinda took a lot of time with this, i'm sorry. but here ya go. part 2 to why not me. a lot of people really liked the first one and I got some people asking for a part 2 on tumblr so here ya go. did not mean to make jean such an asshole. i know he'd never do this irl ily jean. anyway, it's inspired by Favorite Crime by Olivia Rodrigo. any requests, let me know :)
warnings: angst and pain hehehhee, alcohol but they're 21++, jean being an absolute dick, y/n being a little dumb but it's okay, uh, pretty sure that's it? let me know if i missed anything :) also, let me know what you think. i love reading how yall feel pain from my oneshots eheheh
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Favorite Crime
Part 2 of Why Not Me?
Jean couldn't stop the way his heart was aching after a week of your absence from his life. You hadn't contacted him at all for the week since the incident. The much-hated incident.
I love you, Jean.
I love you too, Mikasa.
It was a night of regret. For both you and him.
Jean didn't dare to contact you, either. Because how could he? After the way he hurt you?
The friend group had been a little tight since the incident, too. It took a lot of you to persuade Eren not to be mad at Jean.
If looks could kill, Jean would be dead ten times over from the way Eren kept glaring at him had you not come to the rescue by reasoning with Eren.
But the group was never the same. Because no matter what, someone was always missing. Either you or Jean.
If Jean was there, you wouldn't be. If you were there, Jean wouldn't be.
It had only been a week so it didn't give much impact. You were still close friends with everyone (excluding Jean), even with Mikasa. Though you had to admit; seeing her the first time after the incident was absolutely gut-wrenching.
She did come to your apartment after hearing of the situation. To apologize. She'd come to fucking apologize.
But you knew better. She had no reason to apologize. She didn't do anything wrong. Mikasa was just unfortunate enough to be caught in your tragic yet absolutely foolish drama with Jean.
You were glad that nothing had changed much between the group other than a constant absence of someone. But you were missing Jean. You were missing him so much.
You missed how he'd be the one to wake you up, his deep, morning voice whispering the words of good morning. The sound would replay in your head again and again as the day goes on.
