It was right after sparring your stomach was blasting with pain. "Fuck, I hate sparring." You took off your uniform and slipped on a big shirt to go over your underwear. The bed creaked as you feel back onto it. Your eyes slowly closed. Bedtime.
"F/N... can I come in?" a quiet voice came from outside your door.
"Is that you Jean?"
His voice crackled, "ye-" a whine stopped him from continuing the word.
You got up and moved to the door. As you opened the door Jean busted in and grabbed you into a hug.
"Jean, are you ok?" you whispered.
"F/N, I-I-I can't take it. It hurts so much... so much." he whimpered.
You began to pet his hair and hugging him tighter, "I'm here for you, Jean, I'm here."
He pulled off and fell to his knees, "but Marco isn't! He isn't here F/N! Why? Why?!" Tears were rolling down his face.
You got on your knees and wiped his tears away, "Jean."
Jean laid his head on your shoulder, "yes?"
You helped Jean over to your bed and laid down next to him. "I love you, Jean." He gasped and turned his head to you, "you do?" You nodded and got on top of him.
"F/N."
"Yes?"
"I love you too."
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SnK One Shots
Fiksi PenggemarBasically, I'm writing short fanfictions because I have no life and it satisfies me. And it also might possibly entertain you, so yeah. -These are not my characters/they do not belong to me- -Some triggering scenes-
