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Jean x Marco

Jean's pov

Today was the day, the day I would tell Marco how I feel about him, and I'm scared as fucking hell! "Jean!" Levi practically screamed my name,"Yes sir" "Pay attention, you and Marco are free today so you can leave now , goodbye" "Ok!" I said in a happy tone and we walked out of the building we were to clean then I heard a scream and was called in and to get ready for battle.

3 hours later

After that Titan fight I headed back and was asking if anyone had seen Marco but that all sed no. Now I was assigned to clean the streets like what the fuck, why me. So I was walking and then I saw it I scream like a girl when I saw it. Marco sitting there half eaten, there's blood everywhere and other bodys around and it smelled like blood and death, but I didn't care. All I did was fall to my knees in front of Marco's body and saw a piece of paper. The paper was nearly invisible but I noticed it sticking out of his boots, so I grabbed it and shoved it in my pocket, and quickly went back to cleaning. After I was done I went to my room and took out the piece of paper and it read
      Dear Jean ,
If  you are reading this I have given this to you or the worse I am now dead, but whatever the circumstance may be just know I LOVE YOU. I know what yor probably thinking gross but I can't help it. I love when you get defensive when Eren comes around and how your hair looks in the sun, and you have a sweet heart on the inside, and I just kind of fell in love with you, and what to ask you to be my boyfriend.

Love Marco, your(hopefully) new boyfriend.

And on the bottom there's a blood stain, and all I do is cry and cry, till I fall asleep. Why couldn't you u have the courage to tell him your feeling and ney he's dead! Nice going Jean . I just tell myself that then u hear a knock on my door." Who is it?" "It's Eren horse face" "uhh what the fuck do you want?" "They tould me to give this to you, so, here." "Thanks" after that he walks off and I turn it over to see yet again Macro's writing

PS Jean

If you're reading this then I'm most likely dead. I know you will beat yourself up thinking about things you could have done or say to me, but just know Jean even though my time is up yours in not so don't sit around and cry about me, live and fight, fight to defeat the Titans please Jean if you can't find a will to live just live for me, please

Love Marco ;)

3 years later

We just got back from fighting Reiner, Berthold, and Ymir to get Eren back. I'm now back in my room and lock my door. After that I walk across my room and walk and open a little box I had of a window sill next to one flower. I blow dust off of the top of the box and take it over to my slightly messy bed and sit down. I rest my back on the headboard of the bead and open the little old  brown wooden box, and inside were the letters Marco wrote for me and some of his belongings like a little book I found a year after he died. You might think to yourself as to why I'm looking at this with the pain it causes,well there's a simple awnser, I read them both when I lost my will to live, and just what to give up and die. It is also the day Marco died today and every year I reread it. I used to think what if I could have done something different but then i remember the reason I'm still alive and am willing to do whatever it takes to fight these fuckers, it's Marco I always reread the last one at least two times. I also have letters I write to him, I know he's dead but it's kind of nice and I respond to the first note every time I fell like I could just quit and die or if I go outside the walls, or just see something that reminds me of him. Anfter I finished re-reading them I takelout a price of paper form anold book and write I write down what happened so far this year , or this month,or today for all that matters and I always end it with love Jean your  (one day will be)boyfriend  and date it. This time I decided to tell him what happen with hall of the others and Eren and other random things then I fold it up and place everything back in the box and put the box back on the window sill. Now it's dark and I just open the window and feel the cold draft of wind come flying in. I always love that feeling, and I look up it's one very clear night, and the stars  are shining bright and the moon hits right were I'm standing like a massive spotlight, it's that clear and o decided to draw a picture and grab my stuff and sit on the window sill and started to draw the night, after I finish that I stand up and I walk to the other side of my room and grab my , picture , nail, and hammer and hang the picture up. After I steb back I notice that the moon always hits that spot like a spotlight and then I fell like Marco is next to me. I walked back over to the other side of the room, put the hammer away and walk to my bed, take my shirt off and slip into my bed where the warmth of my blanket and softness of my pillow overtake me and I let the sleepiness consume me and fall asleep in a peaceful mood.

Marco's pov

Ever scice I died I have seen Jean do the same thing every year today or just when he feels like death is the last option. I see him take out me notes read them and then respond, after tagt he draws a picture of the sky and hang it up, and tonight I stand beside him and I know he feels that I'm there, and I watch him fall asleep and I kiss him of the for head and watch him drift off to sleep. I walk back over to the window and look at the sky and the Jean one last time and say " Jean I'll be back next year , and the years after that till we meat again." and the I look bakc up at the clearest sky I've seen in a long time, and disappear.

I hope you all like it I love this ship land wish Marco didn't die but here is what I did with it and I have kind of started developing a new and better writing style ;) :)