It had only been hours since they had discovered the remains of Marco's body.
The shaking in Jean's hands had yet to stop. As the sunset broke over the horizon. The day came to an end. Another day of loses for some but not others.
The bonfires had been lit and cries of untold promises could be heard, many voices but one rang through the alleys. Jean's trembling figure clutching what possibly could be his friends bones. The night was filled with sounds of crackles and pops of the burning lovers and friends remains. It was too early. He shouldn't have died. As others watched the scene faded as the fires died out and each went their own ways.
Armin softly glanced up from the remaining crumbs on his plate to glance around the room, it was quiet, not pure silence. But without Jean and Eren ripping each other's throats out it was too quiet. As he left his plate to the stacks, he made his way to the dorms. By the time he got there most were already asleep. The petite blonde shared the connected top bunks, which mean he was next to Jean.
Hearing the familiar snores of his friends and the arms and legs sticking out from the covers at all ends, what caught his eyes was the figure sitting on a chair at the back of the room. Walking over Armin recognized it was Jean. Stuck in a frozen stare to the ground. The cool air from the night rolled through the window as Armin shivered taking in a soft breath.
" Jean, you really should sleep. We've more training tomorrow. " Armin's words ran through his mind, but he didn't budge. Instead Armin placed a hand to his shoulder, giving it a squeeze.
" You know, you still have all of us here, including me. Don't forget that." And with an innocent smile the blonde clambered on into his bed, shifting beneath the covers. Since Eren had become the titan, Armin felt his grasp was falling from the brunette, that void in his chest pulling at his heart-strings. Letting a yawn from his lips, he found comfort in his pillow and within moments silence fell again.
It was a little while later before the creaks of the floorboards were heard, a dull groan and ache of the wood as clumsy feet clambered up the ladder. With a dull thud of the pillow, Jean clasped the blankets dragging them to his waist, as he face rested against the pillow. The blonde male catching his eye as he slept. He was facing him, the gentle breaths. And wisps of blonde hair that covered his face.
As the cold air nipped at him through the light blankets, his nose crinkled slightly as he tugged the blankets softly. A smile couldn't help but form on his lips. His arms extending to clasp on the boys petite waist and dragged him to him. With the sudden warmth, his eyes opened to look up to the taller male. "J –Jean?" Armin squeaked.
The other boy didn't respond just yet, as his strong arm remained along the boys waist, his finger tips stroking his lower back. Before pulling resting his head on the pillow, so he would watch those blue eyes wondering with worry and confusion.
" Just for one night, let me forget who I am. Let me forget this painful world we live in. Please.. Armin. . ."
Startled by his soft voice the blonde felt the heat rise to his cheeks as he just buried his head in Jean chest. His small fingers clutching his shirt as their blankets curled across the both of them. As Jeans breath's became more content and even, he must have fallen asleep.
Tilting his head up Armin noticed the softest of smiles on Jean's face. Something he hadn't seen in a while. Cuddling in closer to the male. He was soon asleep in the protective arms of Jean. Maybe it was Jean he needed all this time. Maybe Jean needed him more than he thought. Maybe, just maybe, they could be something more.
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