Sweet Dreams (Jean x Marco)

My only sunshine

     "Marco careful." I said concerned at how close Marco was to the edge of the tall wall.

     "Okay mom." Marco said teasingly.

     "You can call me daddy." I said winking at him. Marco turned a deep red and hugged me.

     "How did I even meet a dork like you?" The freckled god said resting his head on my shoulder. 

     I kissed his forehead and lifted his face up to look into his captivating brown eyes. I felt the warmth of his body next to mine and leaned in for a kiss. Marco's lips were so adorable and soft. 

     "I love you..." I said blushing. That was the first time I had ever said that to him.

     "Jean... you really mean it?" Marco's eyes lit up, "I love you too!" He said holding onto me tighter.

     That was the best day of my life. Marco let go of me and lead me to the edge of the wall and gestured me to sit with him. 

     "Isn't it beautiful?" I said letting my eyes sparkle. Everything looked so small, the people looked like ants from up here. 

     "You're beautiful." Marco said sheepishly. 

     I turned to look at him but something wasn't right. 

     "M-Marco?" I said my voice shaking.

     Only half of his body was there, the corpse was still. 

     "MARCO!" I said into the night. I had woken up, and everyone else in the cabin was awake now too. 

     "Jean calm down, we know how much Marco meant to you..." Eren Jaeger said rubbing the sleep from his eyes. 

     Everyone was staring at me and I turned a bright red. 

     "I'm fine, i'm so sorry for waking you guys up." I said getting out of bed and running outside. I felt like an idiot for screaming like that. How could I forget that Marco was dead? 

     "Hey Jean, I heard your scream, are you okay?" Christa said looking up at me with her blue eyes.

     I would talk to Christa when things went bad with Marco and I. The reason I felt like I could talk to her about that was because her and Ymir were dating. It always reassured Marco and I that we weren't the only gay couple.

     "I miss Marco." I said softly looking out into the fields. 

     "I miss him too." Christa said taking my hand. "I can't imagine what you're going through. I know how much he meant to you." Christa said pulling me into a hug.

     I let a tear slip and soon I was on the floor crying. Christa held me and stroked my hair trying to calm me down. 

     What if I never get over Marco. 

     Could I ever love someone else? 

     Christa broke the rules and helped me into bed. Everyone in the Cabin was already asleep so nobody could snitch on her. 

     "Thank you." I said hugging her. 

     "Take care Jean," Christa said trying to hold back tears, "You might not find someone you love the same way you loved Marco..." she paused and wiped tears from her cheek, "But he'd want you to continue living." Christa said finally with a smile. 

She went back to her cabin and I was left with my thoughts.

 Alone.