Jean could hear a voice calling to him, it sounded much like Marco's voice which made him snap awake and look to the side of his empty…
He stared down at Marco who was lying on his side propped up on his elbow and wings behind him along with a golden halo above his head, he had that goofy smile plastered onto his face and then Marco sat up, "Finally you woke!" He said holding out his arms, Jean blinked and felt tears fill his eyes. "T-This m-must be a dream or something." He mumbled laying back down on the bed, Marco frowned and pouted sitting on his waist, he bent down and kissed his forehead. "Oh come on, Jean!" He whined in a childish way.
Jean looked up at him feeling his heartbeat, he moved a hand on his cheek gently caressing his cheekbone moving his thumb over the freckles he always loved to count. "Marco.." He whispered a tear escaping his eye, Marco frowned dropping the smile and kissed his cheek putting a hand over the hand that was on his slightly reddened cheek. "I-I've been.. Waiting s-so long.." Jean choked out through sobs, Marco sat up lifting the boy up as well hugging him tightly earning a large hug back, "I know, I'm sorry Jean.." He whispered in his ear petting his hair.
Jean nuzzled his shoulder kissing his neck gently, Marco rubbed his back soothingly and smiled again chuckling softly, "Still the same emotional horse face." Jean pouted and moved back their hands clasping together and fingers intertwining, "Don't call me horse face!" He puffed his cheeks, Marco kissed the tip of his nose, "It's not my fault! It was funny when I heard Eren say that." Jean's breath hitched at the sentence.
"So you've been watching..?" Jean asked quietly squeezing Marco's hands who nodded, "Yeah, I'm surprised how brave you've gotten." Marco pressed their foreheads together and Jean smiled at this a small hue of pink dusting across his cheeks, "Really? Well, I take advice only from the best." He said sniffling, Marco moved back and sighed contently, "How nice of you."
Jean looked at the time seeing it was two in the morning, he moved his hands on Marco's thighs looking up at the angel and their eyes connected, Marco blushed and moved a finger under his chin placing a kiss on his lips, when they pulled back they both smiled and laughed.
Marco was now against the headboard his wings spread out so he didn't hurt them, Jean was leaning against his shoulder arms wrapped around mid-stomach and Marco had an arm around his shoulders his other hand petting Jean's head, "Are you getting tired, Jean? You can go to sleep.." Marco suggested even though he wanted to stay with an awake Jean for a while more. "No.. What if you leave?" Jean frowned, Marco shook his head, "I won't, you're the only one that can see me." Jean felt his heart race and he sat up looking at Marco, "R-Really?! That.. That's.. amazing..!" He said excited, Marco nodded, "Yeah! We can see each other any time you want!" He giggled, Jean smiled widely, "Perfect!"
Morning came around quickly, more like around nine in the morning. Marco had fallen asleep with Jean during their time awake and they also had changed positions so Jean could lie on the bed. Marco was laying on his stomach an arm out and on top of Jean who held that arm with one of his hands still in a deep slumber. Marco woke after a few minutes and turned his head to look at Jean a smile growing on his face as he moved closer kissing his cheek, "I love you.." He whispered in his ear, "A lot."