A/N: Fourth chapter! I know, I know. I'm super, super, super late! I'm sorry. It's just that I've been having exams lately...and Writer's Block... OTL Typing is so hard sometimes. XD
Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! :D
WARNING: Obscene language, Verbal/Physical abuse, Sadism and other acts of violence.
Damn it… My neck still hurts like hell. Jean sat upright, groaning, and rubbed his nape worriedly. A while back, the drug was beginning to wear him out, so he'd fallen asleep.
"Holy shit, yes!"
"Ere- I mean, J-Jaeger…?" Jean stuttered, and then frowned inwardly at himself. Like hell he was going to call Jaeger by his first name now.
"I'm actually…healing!" exclaimed Eren, ignoring the other male. "F*ck yes!" He ran his fingers over his formerly-injured arm, which now showed zero signs of injury. He really was healing; most of his scars and bruises had disappeared, but that sordid gash at his waist still remained. It looked so deep, and considering how bony Jaeger was, Jean was beginning to wonder whether the gash had somehow reached any of his organs.
What a gross thought…
Jean's shoulder began to throb and he winced, suddenly remembering why he and Jaeger even had wounds in the first place. "Hey, Jaeger… Who the hell was he?"
Eren finally looked up at Jean and tilted his head a bit. "I don't know who you're talking about," he muttered, a smile playing across his lips.
The brown-eyed boy scowled. "Bullshit," he said.
"What's bullshit, horse-face?"
Jean grit his teeth and tried to hold in his irritation, deciding that it probably wasn't the best time to start arguing. "You know who I mean, Jaeger."
"I don't, Kirschstein," spat out the green-eyed boy, and furrowed his eyebrows.
Goddammit, I can't even… "I'm gonna kill you," muttered Jean angrily.
"Kill me?" Eren snorted. "I'm about to die anyway."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"I'm in the same room as you."
Jean resisted the urge to roll his eyes and sighed instead. "You really would've died back there if I didn't save your ass, you know…?"
Eren's expression suddenly turned indignant. "You were going to leave me!" he exclaimed, his eyes wide with disbelief.
"But I didn't!"
"But you were thinking about it!"
"You would've done the same exact thing if our positions had been switched!" The brown-eyed boy clicked his tongue in annoyance. There really was no point in talking with this guy. He was just a thick-headed moron who wouldn't listen to reason or logic. "At least I ended up saving you anyway…"
Eren made a light grumbling noise, and then scratched his head. "As much as I hate to say this…," he started, "…I think you're right."
Jean did a double-take at Jaeger's face, his eyes widening in shock. "What…" It was more of a statement than a question. How could Eren Jaeger, of all people, think that Jean Kirschstein was right about something? About anything? "You think I'm right…?" he mumbled, the words barely coming out.
The green-eyed boy suddenly frowned and diverted his gaze elsewhere. "Don't make me say it again!"
"You think I'm right?" Jean repeated, his voice cracking from bewilderment.
"YES, damn it! You're so f*cking annoying!"
Jean sighed heavily and leaned his head back, trying to take in everything he'd just heard come out of Jaeger's mouth. Except for the "f*cking annoying" part, of course. "I'm going crazy," he muttered.
"You're already crazy."
"Heh. That's rich coming from you, Jaeger."
"Whatever."
The brown-eyed boy ran a hand through his hair and groaned a little. "So freakin' hungry," he mumbled incoherently, then remembered he had some bread that he'd stolen earlier left. Sure, it was just a little, but it was still better than nothing. He got out the loaf of bread from one of his pockets and began eating it without any hesitation. Just as he was about to finish it off, Jaeger let out a sound. It was close to a growl, actually.
"Jean..," said Eren, his voice suddenly soft.
Jean held the piece of bread right in front of his mouth - as if daring to put it in - and stared at the green-eyed boy. "You gonna call me 'Jean' every time you want something?" he asked condescendingly.
Eren abruptly shot forward and grabbed the piece of bread from the other's hand. He didn't give the latter any time to react. Eren plopped it into his mouth and swallowed it so quickly, it took Jean a while to understand what'd happened.
The brown-eyed boy's shocked face rapidly turned into an angry one under a matter of seconds. "What the hell was that!?" There was an unmistakable annoyance in his voice.
"Shut up," asserted Eren, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "I was hungry."
"What kind of an excuse is that?"
"I'm still hungry."
"Stop ignoring me."
"I wanna eat something."
"You lil' shit!" yelled Jean, and lunged forward, clutching onto whatever was left of Jaeger's shirt. "Who the hell was that guy and why was he trying to kill you!?" He didn't understand why he'd suddenly changed the subject, but he felt like he needed to know about the man he half-killed.
"I don't know…," said Eren quietly, and looked to the side.
"What!?"
"I don't know! He just sneaked up on me yesterday out of nowhere and beat the shit outta me and forced me to…- -" Eren paused all of a sudden and looked up at Jean, his eyes glazing over.
What the hell…? Jean raised an eyebrow at this and spoke in a low voice. "You okay, Jaeger?"
"W-Who…are you?"
Jean felt like his heart had stopped right then and there, for reasons he couldn't really fathom. "Jaeger!" he exclaimed. "Stop f*cking around with me!"
"Who is 'Jaeger'? Is that me?"
"Oi, what the hell are you saying, you idiot!?" He desperately shook the green-eyed boy by his shoulders, needing to get an answer out of him. "I don't have time for this bullshit!"
Eren's expression became crestfallen and he turned his head to the side. "I don't understand why you're yelling at me…"
Why is he speaking so politely all of a sudden? Jean took a deep breath and tightened his grip on Jaeger's shoulders. "Hey…," he started. "Look at me." Either the green-eyed boy was f*cking around, or he actually did lose his memory. He slowly looked at Jean, who fixed his gaze upon the former's eyes. "You really don't know me…?"
Eren shook his head a bit, then out of nowhere, widened his eyes. "You're bleeding..!" he exclaimed, bringing his hand up to touch the other male's injured shoulder.
Jean winced and pulled away, mumbling, "Don't touch it…"
"Oh, sorry… How did you get that..?"
Jean stared at Jaeger, furrowing his eyebrows in exasperation. "Hey… You're just joking, right?"
"Joking…about?"
"How can you not remember anything, Eren!?" yelled Jean, not caring about the fact that he was on first-name basis now. "Eren! Eren…! Eren…" He laid his head on the boy's shoulder as his voice slowly drifted away.
Out of nowhere, Eren began shivering and crying out. "A…Aah! My head-…my head hurts..!" He gripped his hair with both of his hands, letting out howls of pain.
"Eren…?" muttered Jean, not quite sure what he was supposed to do anymore. He grit his teeth and put a hand on the green-eyed boy's shoulder, asking, "What's happening? Are you okay?"
Eren dropped his hands down to his sides, and all of a sudden, it seemed as if he were back to his usual self. He slowly turned his head to face Jean, his expression aggravated. "Does it look like I'm okay, you horse-face?"
Yes, I know... It's short. But please don't kill me. *hides in a bush*
Well~ No matter how late I update, I'm never gonna abandon this fic, so have no fear! Stick around for more...~ Thnx for reading!
