dear mom,
lately, I've been hanging out with this new boy. we talk all the time, and I think I really like him. his names Jean Kirschtein. he's always blushing or stuttering! haha. I know you said you'd always support me, and well I hope that still applies because when I say I really like him, I mean I think I may be falling in love. Jeans really something special; I can't wait til I get there and you guys can meet! I love you always mom,
MarcoツMarco finished his letter. folding it up against the board he was using to bear down on, he stretched out his legs to lean down and slip it under his mattress. he checked if anyone saw him, but the cabin was empty. everyone must be practicing, Marco guessed. finally, some sleep. he laid his head back on the pillow and let his weary eyes fall shut. Marcos mind wandered to thoughts of him and Jean. he grinned and rolled over so he faced the wall. images of Jean and him hugging, sharing clothes, everything. his toes curled and his folded to his chest, thoughts of a better life with Jean filling his mind.
"hey, d'ya miss me?" Marco opened his eyes and rolled over, seeing Jean crouching to peek in. Marco smiled more and sat up. "hey!" Jean bent down and crawled into Marcos smaller, low cot. the light brunette pressed his hands to the bunk above. "damn, this is tight. how do you live like this?" Marco giggled slightly and said, "why do you think I come to your bunk?" both men laughed.
"who do you like?" he blurted. oh my god, did I just say that? Marco thought. he looked down, freckled cheeks reddening. "um you don't have to answer..I was just um...wondering." Jean stared at the side of Marcos head, processing what the dark haired male asked. "I just...uh I just like this boy. I mean girl! shit! girl!" now Jean hung his head, eyes staring blankly at the off-white sheets. gay? Jeans... gay? Marco thought, looking up, his turn to stare at the side of Jeans head. would it be too much to ask?
"Jean, um, are you...are you gay?" Marco blurted again. I need a filter, he thought.
"well, I just, maybe I mean I think so... I like this guy..."
"oh? what's he like? if you don't, uh, mind me asking."
"he's got dark hair and these cute little freckles, tan skin and a great laugh. he's always positive even though we're basically sentenced to suicide in the military and were in a seemingly endless war with titans. he makes me smile when I'm upset or worried. he always makes me feel better, like there's always a light I cant see without him." Jean finished, looking at him. Marco felt a small pang of pain in his heart. he was hoping Jean would say him...who was this mystery guy anyway?
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to love and be loved 【a jeanmarco fanfiction】
FanfictionAOT fanfiction. in this, they're still in training corps, also I changed multiple things from the actual show, i.e. Marcos home life & of course that they're gay. but that might be true, just saying ;) also, sorry for such short parts! hope ya like...