Jeanxmarcofanfic Stories

Dying isn't so bad, you know? I mean, after you get over the pain, it's nice. You're free. You feel like, like forgetting everything and just... leaving it all behind, starting anew. But, I tried that, and so far... I can't seem to stop thinking about Jean Kirschtein....

His smile can light up any room he walks into. The freckles that seem like they were splattered across his face, like fresh brown paint. And those chocolate brown eyes can anyone can get lost, if they wanted to. But, is that the real reason that Jean fell in love with this Freckled Boy? Is that the reason why Jean's stomach erupts with butterflies, just when Marco smiles? This little story is the real reason why he fell in love, with Freckles.

After the events of Trost, sifting through the dead bodies, Jean identified Marco's body. Moving into an abandoned castle along with Levi's squad and most of the Survey Corps, who is among them? Marco. Jean must now battle the reality of Marco being alive and hiding his relationship with him from Armin.