Jeankasa Oneshots

I Won't Let You!

⚠️ KIND OF SPOILERS FOR SEASON 4 ⚠️

I saw a glimpse of AOT season 4's manga, and they've been talking about who's gonna become a titan, but I'm not actually sure who's/what titan, so let's just assume Eren's :) Sorry for triggering manga readers I'm reading JJBA:SO atm

"I will." I say bluntly.

"You know you can't. We don't know what the Ackerman family is, and you're half Asian, so we don't know if you even can become a titan. Didn't you have plans? There's a ton of reasons why it can't be you." Jean says.

He does have a point. "Then who will it be?" I ask.

He tips his head back and rests on the side of the wagon as if what he's about to say isn't a big deal.

"Me."

"Are you serious?" I ask, a sweat bead dripping down my forehead.

"Yeah." He replies.

It somehow enrages me. "Do you know how many times Eren almost escaped death? He holds the founding titan, Jean! You're going to become a target."

"You've always saved him, Mikasa. Surely you can save me as well. Plus, Captain Levi would watch over me."

"You sound insane." I hiss.

"Not as insane as humanity's second strongest soldier offering to become a titan." He talks back.

I sigh and stop talking. I'll talk about this in private with him. Right now, everyone's probably heard us.

We all take a break to eat. Everyone has left to eat with their friends, but I stayed on the wagon with my gaze down. Jean is about to get off when I tug his sleeve, and he sits back down.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"Don't become a titan shifter." I plead.

"If I become one, I'll still be alive." He shrugs.

"You'll only have thirteen years, Jean." My voice cracks.

"I know. I'm doing it for humanity." He says, the look in his eyes determined.

"I won't let you!" I blurt out, and quickly look up at him. My face is wet with tears. His eyes widen. "I know it's selfish, but you're extremely strong as well. You're a commanding officer. Your leadership is what we need."

"Mikasa..." He whispers.

"I graduated with you. I won't let you die so easily." I choke on my words that are interrupted by sniffles.

"Okay.." He says as he pets my hair. It calms me down.

"Thank you." I say, then give his hand a grateful squeeze.