Childish Games

Childish Games - Eleven

-Chapter Eleven-

Despite his usually collected exterior, Jean was definitely one to hold a grudge. Although, he didn't think people would be so surprised when he refused to speak to, about, or be near anyone talking about Levi the following day. He guessed it could've had some relation to Levi ultimately being their 'boss' in some senses and they should always respect his commands and opinions, but he was finding it increasingly difficult when the shorter man constantly gave him more reasons to dislike him.

'In order to be more prepared for the expedition, you will all have to go through classes to ensure that the formation is remembered and you know it as well as you know your own name...' Fucking fantastic Jean thought. Any kind of school environment didn't excite him in the slightest, but neither did dying, so he figured he had better just pay attention to these classes in order to stay alive for as long as he could. '...Of course, you will never be completely prepared, since the behaviour of Titans is as unpredictable as Kirschstein's mood swings' Strike one. 'However, if something completely irregular happens, it'll take a lot more than a pat on the back from Bodt to make everything better again.' Strike two. He was really pushing his luck now, despite Jean not being able to do anything even if there was another theoretical strike. The most he could do was look as disgruntled as possible and just refuse to acknowledge the older man's existence unless completely necessary. They'd already had one expedition where Eren had completed his task without going ape-shit on anyone, despite trying to kill Mikasa. But he didn't kill her, so mission success. Right? Although the deaths were large in numbers, they managed to close the gate to Trost which meant they'd claimed some land back from the Titans, even if it was inhabitable and not exactly safe anymore.

'That'll be all. You are free to go back to your rooms if you wish.' Erwin said, rounding up the speech himself, luckily without Levi having said anything else that would make Jean want to rip his throat out.

'You know he's only putting it on..' Marco muttered as they walked up to their room, causing Jean to raise an eyebrow and look at him.

'Eh?'

'Levi, he's not actually cold hearted and soulless, he's 'humanity's greatest hope' so he has to look calm and collected all the time, even if he has to belittle others in order to do it. If he looks weak then what hope would that give us?' Jean hated to admit it in this situation, but he knew Marco was probably right.

'Why take it out on someone whose mother died just days ago though?' He sighed, and Marco smiled a little sadly before opening the door to their room so they could go inside, perching on the edge of their bed.

'He's more than twice our age, Jean.' He started, 'I can only imagine how many people he's lost that were close to him. Friends, family, he could've even lost lovers. If not to Titans then to illness or murderers. He's had to hold himself together but for all we know he could be completely broken inside. I know that when you're horrible to people it's just because you don't want to look weak.' Shit, he got him there.

'It's that obvious?'

'No, but if I couldn't understand you then what kind of boyfriend would I be.' He said it. He said the word.

'You said the B word.'

'What? Boyfriend? Does it freak you out?'

'No, I like it.' He smiled, possibly one of his only smiles since he was given the news about his mother just the other morning. 'I think of you as my B word too.'

'Just say it.' Marco laughed, rolling his eyes at him and tilting his head. Jean flushed a little and looked away for a moment before looking back.

'You're my boyfriend too.' He said.

'See? Was that so hard?'

'Yes.' Marco just laughed again and shuffled a bit closer.

'You're such a weirdo.' He murmured, as he started to close the distance between them, leaving Jean just enough space to mutter something against the taller boy's lips.

'I'm your weirdo.'

'And I'm yours.'

(cough i stole the B word thingy from phineas and ferb so what shoot me)