death do us part

here she comes

The hot air brushes past your face. Warm air that doesn't hit as nice as the cold air. Bits of sand and small rocks brush past your cheeks, scratching at the pores and already open wounded cuts.

Eyes closed, scrunched nose of disapproval, the one time you'd think you'd have some sort of peace for once. Especially when a horrid yell calls out to you, as annoying as ever, as you turn to give him a glare.

"What is it Jean? Don't you see that I'm busy?" you spat, teeth gritted.

"Busy? You're joking." Jean rolled his eyes staring down at you with a frown. His face stoic whenever he speaks to you.

Well not always. Just today. And the day before, and so on.

Jean and you have never been close. Not even with the amount of time you've been in the survey corps together. Or the expeditions at best. Simple words said among each other, yet silently you know you both care for each other, well you do.

"Anyway, we've got work to do. And you have not been much of help." He says, frown leaving his face and now having a blank look.

You yawn as you get off the rock you've been laying your back against, as you stand up and stretch letting out a small groan as you hear the bones cracking causing Jean to wince.

You look around towards the ocean, you've been awaiting the presence of....you don't know. People from Marley, you'd guess. You don't pay much attention to what's been going on, although you should. Lately you've been slacking off, not helping out and just standing by watching. The moon shines down at the both of you as you frown and turn to Jean.

"Wait. Where's the others?"

Jean lets out an annoyed grumble snatching you by the forearm and walking towards a hill.

"Seriously, if you're not gonna help don't come at all. This is serious and all you've been doing is slacking off!" He yells as you get to the top of the hill and pushes you down beside Connie, who was beside a sleeping Sasha (now you're beside Sasha) and Mikasa who is trying to wake her up.

"That huge lady of their's shot and killed their comrade...wonder what their goal is." Connie said looking down towards a tent. You frown a bit, disappointed that you have no idea what's going on, from the clues you've gotten so far the ship had arrived.

"Who knows? Whether friend or foe, she's not to be trusted." Jean replied back, arms crossed as you kneel down beside Sasha pouting as you see her sleeping face.

Jean, and you know it was Jean. Pushes his knee up against your back, pressing down causing you to lose your balance and hit your head beside Sasha.

"No napping, Sasha." Mikasa says pulling Sasha's ponytail.

"But their willingness to share information is unbelievably lucky for us." Armin says with a smile.

"Yeah, we've been really lucky." You hear Eren's voice and turn to glance at him, had not even noticed he was here.

"We stopped their landing by pure chance. If Marley comes in force, we'll be screwed. We've gotta do something."

After things had calmed down and Hange and Levi explained that they'd be "teaming up", with miss tall blondie and her right hand man, the group made their way to meet them.

Teaming up in quotation marks cause they're obviously not really teaming up. Can't trust them just yet, right?

Onyakapon had been showing blueprints of many things, you personally don't hold much interest. But Sasha, Connie and Jean do as they look down onto the blueprint and you internally cringe at the face Jean makes.

Ew.

"By the way, why do you have dark skin Onyankopon?" Sasha speaks out, causing you to side eye her.

"Because our creator thought, "It's more interesting with a mix of people." He responds with, holding his chin with a smirk.

Everything had went nicely. Hange and Levi were usually the ones to handle negotiating with Yelena and Onyakapon.

Meaning, not having as much orders to be done. Having more time off. Being alone.

Also meaning...

"What the hell is this food? Is it even edible?" Jean says as you all look down towards...food?

"You've never had seafood?" Yelena says raising her arm towards the chef, Nicolo.

Seafood. So food from the sea?

Sasha takes a huge chunk of the food, letting out a yell as you back up instantly.

"I've never had anything like this!" Sasha says tears falling down her eyes, your eyes twitching at how Sasha could bawl her eyes out simply for food.

But after having a try yourself, you can't help but also feel the wave of emotion pouring on you.

Seafood was definitely better than any meat.

You yawn as you zip down the zipper, now getting into the tent after having eaten all that seafood. Your stomach turns and you start to think if you're getting sick.

The zipper unzips from the tent as you turn to glare at Jean.

"You again. You've been rather cling-" you start to say teasingly.

"Shut up. What's up with you?"

You groan as you crack your neck to the side, more cracking.

"Absolutely nothing Jean. I'm the same as always. Quite literally I think you are being...dramatic?" You raise an eyebrow, letting down your hair as Jeans eyes trace down towards the end of your dead ends.

"I am not the only one who thinks it. I'm just the only one who had the guts to come tell you." He says looking back up to you.

You frown and walk towards him.

"Sasha sent you." You whisper.

"She sent me." He whispers back.

You scoff and push him out the tent.

"Wait!" Jean yells out, hand coming to block you.

"No Jean, get the hell out. Seriously stooping down to the title of Messenger? Tell Sasha I'm fine." You zip up the tent and scoff.

Understandable you've been stand offish. You're not talking to any of your friends. You're just here. You follow orders and you don't joke as much. But when can you when so many things are happening at once? Everywhere you look things seem to advance. Is it bad that you thought all that'd happen was to get rid of the Titans and that's it? Not like it's easy but it was already a problem as it was. But there's countries out there too? There's people, just like you, you're not alone, and you have to move forward, keep up with the new changes?

So much overthinking.

"I simply can't catch up."