Hey guys! Two things I need to say:
One: This is my first Jean/Marco and AOT and SNK ff.
Two: Its been a few weeks since I actually watched it.
Three: I have 23 Kudos on my AO3 story.
Four: 8 out of 5 people are mathematically illiterate.
Five: I am two of those ten.
Six: I learnt the whole ASL alphabet within a hour.
Seven: If you quote a movie or book in another book do you have to say what its from and put a disclaimer? Cuz I want to know so I don't get sued.
The battle of Trost had casualties.
Lots.
The reeling list and mounding bodies lead to this.
"Marco?"
"Jean? You okay?" a random cadet stopped him, covered in steam and Titan blood.
"Have you seen Marco?" Jean was almost crying. The cadet bit his lip.
"Sorry, i haven't I'm sure he's fine though."
Jean turned away, biting his lip as tears threatened to overspill.
"Jean?"
That was him!
"Marco!" Blinking away the tears, he whipped his head around. He had to find him.
"Jean!" a crushing force slammed into him from behind, a pair of pale hands snaking around his middle.
Tears were streaming down Jean's face as he writhed around to see his face.
He had had a crush on Marco for ages, pushing it away because Marco would never love him back?...
Marco gazed up at Jean with teary eyes, before burying his face in Jean's shoulder.
"Jean." his voice cracked.
"Mar-"
Jean slammed upright in bed, covered in a cold sweat.
"-co?"
Then, as he saw the empty bed next to him, he remembered.
The Battle of Trost was over.
He had made it out alive.
Marco... Marco hadn't