Hi hi, it's me and this time around it's JeanMarco! Anyway, this chapter is set somewhere two or three days after the big Ereri proposal and is (as I said before) one hundred percent unadulterated JeanMarco.

In all seriousness though, I loved writing this chapter which was a relief because I found the last two kind of hard and I wasn't too happy with the finished product, but I'm actually proud of this one! Sorry, this is long now.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, people or places used. I just own the writing.

Enjoy.


Twenty-Nine: You, Me and a Vacation

It's weird to wake up and find a suit-case half packed with your belongings. It's even weirder to find that your very own boyfriend is the one shoveling everything you own into said suitcase.

"Why are you stealing my underwear?" I groggily asked, propping myself up on my elbows.

My vision was blurry due to my lack of glasses but I was able to make out some of Marco's clothes were shoved in there too. I had no clue why he was packing anything, though I willed away the panic in my chest by telling myself that if he were running away he wouldn't want to take my dirty ass shirts with him.

Oh, hello! Good to see you're awake. Could you go grab our toothbrushes and whatever other toiletries we may need for the next couple days.

"Huh?" I rubbed my eyes a couple times before pinching the bridge of my nose. "Why do we need toiletries and why are you packing our stuff? I swear to god, baby, if you're some sort of drug dealing gang member and you're forcing me out of my apartment, then I'm breaking up with you."

Would your slightly biblical freckled boyfriend do something like that, now? I think not. Go get our things, I promise when you get back I'll be finished packing and I'll explain.

Feeling too lethargic to put up any sort of fight whatsoever I dragged my bones out of bed in search of the essential things Marco and I would need for whatever the hell it was he had planned. I grabbed toothbrushes and deodorant among other important things. When I actually made it back to the bedroom I had far to much in my arms, so I let it spill onto the bed without any grace.

"Okay, explain please, baby."

Marco's glance flicked down to the mess I had made on the bed for a split second before a grin broke out on his face. We're going on a vacation!

"A vacation? But I have work..."

A vacation suggests that you take time away from work, dummy. I have everything sorted out, so don't worry, okay? You and I are heading out to a cabin where we are going to spend time together. Just you and me. It's my treat.

I raised and eyebrow as he spoke and broke into a broad smile as he finished. "This is really fucking sweet, Marco. I could just kiss you right now!"

Well if you insist. He signed with a daring look in his eye.

I moved forward placing my lips over top of his, throwing as much passion and as many thank yous into the kiss as I could.

Marco absentmindedly drew a pattern on my chest. You should kiss me like that again, but we should be in our little cabin before hand.

"But if we head for this so called vacation spot so early then you'll have to deal with my singing, wouldn't you rather make out?" I winked at him in a cheesy manner.

I love your singing, so let's get driving.

I sighed.

After you pack the toiletries that is.

I sighed even louder.


An hour later found Marco and I in a packed rental car cruising towards our destination. As promised I sang loudly to whatever came on the radio and Marco giggled and/or hummed along.

It was times like these where I really just needed to take a moment to appreciate what I had. Not in a sappy way, though, more in the way of; I wouldn't feel like me if I didn't have a partner like Marco. He was the reason I learned how to sign, he was the reason why I was in this very car speeding towards some cottage. Hell, he was the first person I'd ever even considered a future with. Since Marco stepped into my life with his sketch pads and little notes the skies in my life that I never even realized were grey were brightened to a brilliant blue.

I was kicked out of my thoughts and absent minded humming by Marco repeatedly snapping his fingers and signing, turn turn!

"Turn? what?" I jerked the wheel and made an awkward turn left. Thankfully, there was no traffic coming. I hit the breaks once we were safely surrounded by the trees on the drive way leading towards where we were staying.

"Turn. That was almost bad." I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly.

Yeah, really. Marco exhaled a breath that he'd been holding in. It wouldn't kill them to make the entrance more visible from the road, huh?

"Tell me about it." I started up the car again and so we began going down the bumpy driveway towards the cottages. The drive itself wasn't too long, but finding out which wooden building was supposed to be ours made up for it. They all looked so similar, but finally we found that ours was secluded and further away from the others.

Together we scoped out the inside and I was pleasantly surprised by how homey it was. It had a small bedroom with a bathroom off of it and the living room was connected to a tiny little kitchen. We were definitely going to be able to get used to this place.

"Wow, Marco." I breathed, leaning over the railing of the deck, "you've really outdone yourself on this one. This place sure as hell beats working inside with Ymir for a couple of hours."

That's the point of a vacation. It beats working with your friends. Marco smiled, leaning in to kiss me gently on the cheek.

"Mmmm. I would suggest we go unpack the car, but I have better ideas." I gently grabbed his shirt collar and brought in back into the cottage.

Cute vacation spot, gotta christen it, right?

You can probably guess what happened next and if your guess was correct than you can also likely assume that we fell asleep afterwards. With all this in mind it only makes sense for Marco and I to just barely drag ourselves out of bed to grab the luggage from the car in time for the sunset.

I stood with a suitcase in hand and looked at the vibrant sky above me. "It's pretty out."

Marco made a humming noise of agreement in the back of his throat.

I set the suitcase down, plunking myself on the grass beside it. "Sit with me, I haven't watched the sun go down in forever."

He did as I asked, leaning his body against mine as we watched the red, orange, pink and purple skyline change and get progressively darker.

"What would I do without you, baby?" The question slipped off my tongue unintentionally.

Crash and burn. But don't worry, because I would too. We went silent after that, continuing to watch the sky.

This was going to be one hell of a vacation. Three days in a cabin on the outskirts of Trost wasn't what I was expecting to happen when I woke up, but sitting here watching this designer skyline with the love of my life I'm glad it did.