The next few weeks consisted of me walking very slowly. My stitches had begun to dissolve by the time we were in Colorado, though. And they were slowly going away. And I didnt have to wear so mucch on my cut wound as before. Thomas decided to finally tell us that he had something. Luckily, it was legal in Colorado. And he had the legal amount that people who werent residents in the state were allowed to carry. So I for sure took part in it. We were camping again and we vowed to stick together in threes or fours this time. My Mattheius friends wanted me to smoke with them like old times but I didnt want to leave Jean out. They eventually pulled me away from the clearing. I felt guilty. He was my boyfriend. "I feel like I should bring Jean..." I said. "Oh come on!" Thomas said, "We want to hang out with you like old times." "You keep talking about 'old times' and 'before'..." I said. "Yeah, man!" He responded. Mina nodded, smiling, "We miss you!" I understood. I gently pulled my arm away from Thomas and sighed as they stopped walking, turning to me, confused. "Guys... I know you miss me... And I know you want to hang out with just me... But... Hanging out with just me... That doesnt exist anymore. Especially not if my boyfriend is there. I'm going to go get Jean." I said, going back into the camp and waving Jean over. "Be prepared. I told them you are my priority." I warned. He nodded, locking his fingers with mine. We caught up with them and Thomas grinned slightly, "You gonna try it, Jean?" Jean shrugged in response, "Maybe. Have an ambulance on standby." I smirked and kissed his cheek, "I think you'll be okay. Didnt you say that your mom gets a reaction from smelling it, too?" I said. He nodded. "And you've smelled it before." I finished. "Yeah. I guess." Jean said. We found a spot to sit and I sat down, pulling Jean into my lap. Jean spluttered and rolled away from me. I laughed. He sat up and just placed his butt down next to me, "I aint your girlfriend!" I put my hands up in defense, "Okay! Goodness gracious!" He grinned at me and took my hand again. I smiled as my other three friends sat down. We formed a circle. Jean did not enjoy the first hit. He coughed nonstop. I patted hus back, laughing softly, "You okay?" He nodded and gained control, gulping, "Jesus Christ!" He exclaimed. "Any allergic reaction yet?" I asked as he handed the blunt to me. He shook his head, "I'll let you know." I smiled and nodded. I took a long hit. Because I needed it. Before handing it off to Mina. Jean didnt have an allergic reaction. And he got better at smoking it. The second time around, there was some coughing, but by the third, he was fine. "It's weird. Because I've smoked cigarettes and I still do when I'm stressed out but this isn't the same." He said. "Really?" I asked, "I would have thought that you'd be used to smoking by now." "It's just the taste that threw me off... It was random." Jean said. I nodded, "Right." I turned to address everyone, "Did I ever tell you guys that story about that time in highschool when I tripped out so hard that I didnt know what was happening at all. I may as well've been unconscious." My friends shook their heads. "Well... I bought this stuff off of someone and they told me it'd make me trip really bad. I smoked with... Walt. My Junior year, I think." "Wait. You were still smoking your junior year?" Jean asked. "Every now and then." I responded. "You smoked with Walt? What is this?" Thomas exclaimed. I laughed softly, "Anyways. It started off normal. Like how this is. All relaxed and slightly giddy. Then it just got weird... I was so confused. Later on, Walt said that I was saying a lot of weird stuff. But I dont remember. He gave me a ride home and I kept asking him to pull over so I could get something to spray myself with. I mean, that makes sense if you dont want your parents to know. But we werent even in the inner city anymore. We were out where my house was. It was just bad. And I had a massive headache the next day." "Well that doesnt sound too bad." Hitch said. "I barfed, too." I said, "While I was tripping out." "Oh. That's bad, then." Hitch corrected. "How did you get valedictorian...?" Jean asked, "How do you do half the things you do?" I smiled at him, "Because I'm awesome." He smirked and I leaned in, kissing him once. "What kind of drunk are you?" Jean suddenly asked me as he was handed the doobie. I smiled softly and shrugged, "Ask them." I said, gesturing to my three friends. Jean turned to them as he took in the smoke. Then he passed it to me, licking his lips. Crap. I was getting a little hot... But I couldnt do anything about it right this minute. "He's really blunt." Mina said, "He says anything that comes to mind. He's also extremely flirty." I laughed softly and nodded, passing the blunt to Mina again after taking some in, "Yeah..." "It's no wonder you had so many boyfriends." Thomas added. "What?" I asked. "Well. Come on. A cute guy walks up to you and starts flirting with you nonstop, being all adorable. Are you going to say no?" I blinked then laughed harder, feeling flushed, "Thanks, Tommy!" I exclaimed. Now I was giddy. "He's getting giggly." Mina pointed out. I couldnt stop laughing now that I'd started. "It's never going to end now." "Shit. Really?" Jean asked. I lied down on the ground on my back, sight and letting out a few laughs. I felt great. "I needed this..." I mumbled. Jean locked eyes with me and they crinkled at the edges as he smiled at me. I smiled back softly. "Love you..." He said. "Love you, too..." I replied. "Are you more relaxed?" I asked him. He nodded, "Yeah. Im really relaxed..." "Good... You deserve to get some stress off of your shoulders..." I said. He hummed in response. Eventually, Thomas put everything away, saying that we should save some. I'd had more than enough anyways. My three friends said that they were going to go find someplace to go to the restroom then go and put the stuff back in the clearing. Jean and I nodded in response and almost as soon as they were gone, I breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe I could do something now. I pulled him down on top of me and he smirked, pressing his hands against my chest and humming softly. I smiled at him and he half smiled back, "You're so perfect..." He said. I laughed softly and shook my head, "I think you are..." "Hey... We passed a lake, right...?" He asked. I nodded. "Wanna go swimming...?" I raised an eyebrow slightly, "Y'wona skinnydip, Jean...?" He nodded and flushed pink. "Okay... Yeah. Let's go..." I said. He kissed me softly once then got up. He pulled me up and we headed towards the lake. This would be interesting. I already had enough trouble controlling my actions around this gorgeous man. Both of us being naked and wet in the same place at the same time-plus being stoned... Goddamn... I was going to lose it. We reached the lake and it looked very clean, thank goodness. Jean smirked softly at me then he pulled his beanie off and dropped it to the floor, ruffling his hair. I took a deep breath and pulled my shirt off. Jean was suddenly at my side, "How are these doing...?" He asked me, running his fingers along the scabbed over cut on my side. I shivered slightly, "They're doing better..." I said. "I'm still pretty upset about what happened..." He said. "I'm okay." I said. He nodded in response and pulled his shirt over his head as I unbuckled my belt and pulled my jeans off. I set the clothes next to where Jean was putting his own clothes. I pulled my feet out of the flipflops they were in and Jean pulled his converse and socks off. I smiled softly at the, familiar but never any less exciting, now stripped body of my boyfriend. I sighed softly. He locked eyes with me and half smiled, then pulled me over to him, arms around my waist. Jean looked so good... He'd been gaining muscle. Since he was now in the preferred weight range he should be at(around 139), he was allowed to do other exercise besides just walking. He wasnt going to the gym. He said he wasnt ready for that. But he'd been lifting ever so slightly and he'd started jogging. And it'd done him good in the past month. It wasnt a very noticable change. But he was slightly more muscular. And gorgeous. I rested my hands on his shoulders. "G-God you look amazing..." I breathed. He smiled wider and flushed deeper. "Are you gonna stay with this kind of muscle build...? Because it looks so good..." "Imuna go until I can pick you up..." He said. I laughed softly and nodded. "What if the three of them just walked over right now?" He continued. I laughed, "That'd be awkward. Come on..." I said, letting him go and heading into the lake, Jean following behind. He pulled me closer to him when we were at a level of water that we were comfortable at. I smiled softly and hugged him close to my chest. "Mm..." He hummed into my neck. I took in a deep breath and expelled it slowly. I was so relaxed. This was perfect. We kissed softly, tongues moving slowly. "We left for ten minutes!" We suddenly heard Hitch exclaimed. Jean and I let our lips part and looked in the direction of her voice. The three of them were smirking at us. I laughed softly and shrugged. Jean just got closer to me, clearly self conscious. I wrapped my arms farther around him so he'd feel secure. Our lower halves were hidden under the water, luckily. I didnt mind but Jean clearly did. "We just wanted to spend some time together." I said. "Well you do that, crazies." Mina said as the three of them headed away. Jean visably relaxed in my arms. I kissed him softly, "You dont have to be scared..." I reassured softly into his mouth, "You look so good..." He sighed, "I just dont want anyone seeing my dong, idiot..." He replied. I laughed, "Okay. I understand." I said. He grinned at me softly. I smiled back and kissed him lovingly. We kissed slowly and lazily as we explored eachother's bodies with our hands. "Mm..." I breathed into his mouth as he slid his hands up my thighs, groping them slightly. He pulled me closer, pushing his hands on my butt. I slid my thumbs against his upper arms. "So pretty..." He sighed softly. I smiled softly and he pulled away from the kiss slightly. Our eyes locking. He was quiet then he cleared his throat, "Can we... Do something...?" He asked. I nodded, "What do you wonna do...?" He took a deep breath before saying, "Can I... F-F-" "Yes." I whined, "Yes you can..." He kissed me roughly, palming at my buttcheeks softly. I groaned into his mouth as he sucked on my tongue. We slowly made our way to the opposite side of the lake to where our clothes were. There was a lot of grass on the end we were at. I got out of the water, lying down on the grass as Jean got over me, sighing shakily and spreading my legs apart slowly with his rough hands. "Jean..." I groaned softly, "Condom... In my jeans..." He nodded before getting up and jogging to get the condom out then jogging back. He was so hot... He put the rubber down next to us. He sighed softly and kissed me breifly. Then he pressed his fingers against my lips and I took them into my mouth eagerly, sucking gently and moving my tongue along them. He took a shaky breath and ground his hips down into mine. I moaned softly around his hand. "I hope you realize I've never done this..." He warned as he pulled his fingers out of my mouth. I panted softly and shook my head, "That's okay, baby... Just do what I was doing..." He nodded in response and reached down, pressing his index finger against my hole. I held onto his upper arms and spread my legs apart wider. He plunged his finger in and I groaned out loudly then I bit my lower lip. Jean half smiled at me, "Afraid our friends'll hear...?" I nodded breifly as his finger started moving in and out. It didnt feel amazing but it didnt hurt too bad... "You'd like it if they heard us..." Jean said, "You want them to know that we're having amazing sex..." Dammit of course Jean would be good at dirty talk... I moaned out softly as he pressed in a second finger. "Hng..." I sighed. Jean leaned in, kissing me wetly and slowly as he scissored his fingers. I sighed hotly into his mouth as he thrusted his fingers into me. I felt him push in a third digit and my legs shivered. Now it felt good. He pulled away from the kiss slightly, searching for that spot inside me. I panted hotly. He pressed his middle finger into it and I gasped, back arching slightly, toes curling. He half grinned at me then pulled his fingers out. He ripped open the condom and rolled it onto himself, then he pressed the head against the ring of flesh. I relaxed my body. He locked eyes with mine and leaned down. We kissed sloppily as he slid slowly into me. My body trembled in immediate pleasure and I moaned into my boyfriend's mouth. He gasped and bottomed out. He then moved away from the kiss, not knowing exactly where to put his hands. I panted. "M-My hips, J-Jean..." He immediately placed his palms on my hips and I hooked my legs around his waist. Then he started rolling his own hips
slowly in and out. I let out a shaky breath, wrapping my arms around his neck. He moaned out softly. "F-Fuck..." He breathed. I felt so good... "Ahh... Jeaann..." I moaned out. He panted softly and thrusted in and out slowly and lovingly... I wouldnt have thought that Jean would be the type to want to make slow love. He opened his eyes and locked them with mine as he kneaded his fingers against my butt. I let a moan out... It slowly started to build up. Then he hit that spot inside of me and I took in a sharp breath, back arching in a wide bow, "Hnahh..." I sighed out. He moaned into my neck softly. I let my back relax slowly as he pushed against that spot in me with every thrust. I let out a shaky groan. Our eyes locked again and he half smiled softly, flushed, hair disheveled, and gorgeous. We kissed sloppily, making noises into eachother's mouths. He reached down and started pumping me slowly. I gasped softly and our lips parted with a smack. "Ohh..." I sobbed out. Jean groaned somewhat loudly. I could tell he was going to cum soon. He was clearly trying to hold it back. He was shaking and panting and his thrusts lost rhythm and became erratic. He even pulled out accidentally once. He milked me quickly and I cried out, feeling my own orgasm bubble up in my stomach. I'd never loved someone so much... He was my favorite... He was so perfect and beautiful... I focused on the expressions on his face and his shaky gasping was what pushed me over the edge. I gasped out sharply and my back arched, body shaking violently, mouth open wide, as I came hard into his hand, rolling my hips. "Annngh!" I cried out. He pushed into me and groaned out loudly as he shook, coming just qs hard as I had. We were eventually reduced to shaking messes on top of eachother. I laughed breathlessly and he shook with soft laughter as well. "That was good, Jean..." I sighed. He relaxed slowly, nodding, "S-Sorry I was so erratic..." I shook my head, "It's okay... We got there... Didnt we?" He nodded in response. "It was good, Jean... Dont worry..." He nodded again and pulled out, tying the rubber up and sighing softly. I smiled at him. "I'll go find a place to toss this..." He said. I nodded. He got up and went to get dressed into his underwear and jeans then he headed away from the lake. I just got into the lake, sighing contently and smiling softly. Jean was the best... He was so sweet... He came back soon enough and walked around to the side of the lake I was at. He sat down next to me on the shore. I smiled at him and he smiled back. He rolled his eyes, "They were all like, 'Ohhh! Did you get some?'" He said. I laughed softly, "What'd you say...?" I asked. "I said yes." He replied, grinning. I laughed softly and smiled wide, "Good..." "Y'still stoned?" He asked. I nodded slightly, closing my eyes, "What about you...?" I asked. "Kinda." He replied. Suddenly, a splash of water hit my face. I jerked and my eyes flew open. I spit out lake water. Jean was just laughing his ass off. I grabbed his arms and pulled him into the lake. He yelled out and came up, "My jeans!" He exclaimed. I laughed and pulled him close. He grinned and nuzzled his face into my neck. "Take them off..." I said gently. Jean obliged, pulled them off along with his underwear and placing them on the shore. I pulled him closer and smiled lovingly at him. He smiled just as lovingly.
We eventually went back to camp when it started getting dark, which was only around ten minutes later. I was still stoned. Not as immensely as before. But I knew my eyes showed it. We got dressed and Jean's jeans were slightly damp, which I laughed at him for. I refused to put on my shirt even though Jean wanted me to. Jean carried his shoes and socks and we just went right into camp. Everyone immediately started cheering and cat-calling. I laughed softly, feeling a little bit giddy as Jean steered me towards our tent. "Is he still stoned?" Sasha asked Jean. Jean nodded, "Yep." "Marco's one of those who cant sober up quickly." Thomas explained. "Rude." I said. "Shh." Jean patted my arm. I snorted and covered my mouth. "Ooh! Useful information!" Connie exclaimed. But Jean shut up him up with a glare. I laughed. Jean put a hand over my mouth, "Shh!" He said as I giggled around his hand. "Please dont spike my drinks or anything, Connie..." I said. Connie just smirked at me, looking like he wasnt taking me seriously in my state of soberness. "Okay! Marco is going to sleep now!" Jean said. "Aww no, Jean..." I said, "I cant... I havent been so relaxed in years. I cant let it go to waste..." My boyfriend gave me a look and shook his head. "I'm trying to save you from humility. Come on." He said, pulling me into the tent. He zipped it up behind us and I sighed, flopping down onto the makeshift bed, "Why, Jean...?" I asked. He smirked and kissed me softly, "You're ridiculous when you're stoned." "You're ridiculous is general..." I responded. He grinned and nuzzled his face in my neck, "Go to sleep..." He said. "I'll sleep if you stay here with me." Jean stared at me for a while, contemplating, then he sighed and pulled off his damp jeans and underwear, pulling on a new pair of boxers then ripped off his hat and shirt. I pulled off my own pair of jeans and kicked my flip flops on. They hit the wall of the tent and I laughed. "Stop that..." He said, pulling me down. I let him and grabbed the comforter, covering both of us with it. I sighed softly into my boyfriend's soft hair as I held him. "Mm..." Jean hummed, "You're fun when you're stoned..." I laughed, "Oh yeah...? What about when I'm sober...?" "Just as fun..." Jean replied. I pulled him up to eye level and kissed him. He kissed me back gently, our lips sliding slowly. He pulled away after a few moments, "You're so needy..." He said, cuddling up to me. "How ironic..." I said, "You little butt..." Jean snickered slightly and yawned. I realized that he was probably exhausted. So I pulled him closer and the two of us drifted off.
When I woke up, everything was clear as day as to what had happened the, literal, day before... And, luckily, none of it was embarassing, really... I yawned, moving slightly, and realizing that Jean was asleep in my arms. I smiled softly and leaned down, kissing his face, which scrunched up in annoyance. He groaned and cracked an eye cracked an eye open. I pecked him on the lips once and he sighed, closing his eye again, "Lemme 'lone... 'M tired..." He mumbled. I smiled softly, "Okay, honey..." I said, starting to get up. "N-No... Dont leave me..." He said, hugging me tighter. I knew he was still pretty much asleep. "I gotta get up, beautiful..." I whispered, rubbing his arm. He made a little whining noise and cuddled closer to my chest. I laughed quietly and kissed him softly, once more, before trying to pull away from my boyfriend. He just held on tighter. I smirked, "Come on, Jean..." I said. He shook his head. I sighed, cuddling back into bed with him and scratching his back gently. He took a deep breath and relaxed against me. I smiled softly as he drifted off again. I sighed with relief and gently pulled away from him. I grabbed a t-shirt, changed my underwear, then put some jeans on. By the time I was fully dressed, Jean was already back to being in a deep sleep. I left the tent, stretching. "Marco!" Armin exclaimed. "Good morning." Mikasa said. The two of them were sitting outside their tent, Armin reading a book, and Mikasa on her phone. I smiled, "Good morning." I headed over to them, rubbing my eyes, then sitting down. "Is Jean still asleep?" Armin asked. "Yep." I said, "He didnt want me to leave." Mikasa smiled slightly, "He's needy." "Thank you!" I said, "He always calls me needy! But I knew it was him." Armin laughed softly. "He talks in his sleep. I didnt realize that until this trip." I said. "He only does that when he's feeling excited or if there's, really, any shift in overall emotion." Armin explained. "Oh." I replied. That explained most of this trip. A few hours later, we were packed up and ready to go. I drove again.
It was a while later when we were in Montana. I didnt want to leave because we were doing this for Sasha's birthday. She said she didnt mind, though. Considering I'd gotton stabbed during the trip, I was allowed to make the choice of whether to stay or not. I decided that I wanted to go. And Jean and my Mattheius friends said they'd come with me. So Reiner drove us to my house. The front door opened when I got out of the van. My, now large, mother was there. "Marco!" She exclaimed, "What are you doing back here, silly?" My face immediately lit up. I went to her, hugging her close, "I came back a little early! I'll tell you the story soon." "Hey! Mrs. Bodt!" Reiner boomed from behind me. I pulled away from my mother. "Hello!" She said. "Right." I realized that I had to introduce her to the idiots she'd never met before. "This is Reiner, Bertholdt, Annie, Christa, Ymir, Connie, Sasha, Eren, Mikasa, and Armin!" I said without a breath, gesturing to each of them. "Oh my goodness it's nice to meet you! You all should come in! I'm just starting dinner!" She exclaimed, waving us in. My friends immediately piled into the tiny house. I sighed and Jean half smiled at me, taking my hand as the two of us went in. I closed and locked the door behind us. "Just have seats anywhere, ya'll!" My mother exclaimed as she went into the kitchen. "Oh! Are these Marco's friends?" My dad asked. "Yes!" Mom responded, "This is-let's see if I can remember! Reiner. Bertholdt. Annie. Christa, Ymir. Connie and Sasha. Then Eren, Mikasa, and Armin!" She pointed at each of them before Eren's squad, Connie and Sasha, and Ymir and Christa had gone into the living room. "You got it right!" Reiner boomed in surprise. "Memory like an elephant!" She said, "Body like an elephant, too." "You look great." Bertholdt said, smiling. I smiled softly. My three Mattheius friends went into the kitchen and hugged my parents hello. "Jean!" My mom exclaimed when she saw him. She hugged him and he hugged her back, "Hey. You look well." He said. She laughed softly, "Thank you, Jean." My father shook Jean's hand and smiled. Reiner's group stayed in the kitchen along with Thomas, Mina, and Hitch. Jean and I went into the living room. We found that most of the seats were taken up. There was a chair left and I wanted Jean to sit in it but if I said that, he'd refuse. So I picked him up. "Wah! What the-?!" Jean exclaimed. Our friends laughed as I set him down in the chair and placed my own butt on the floor in front of the same chair. He sighed, "Asshole..." "Shhh." I replied. "Jean you should play us something." Armin said. "My guitar's in the van." Jean said. I smiled softly, "There's one right next to you." My dad's dark blue acoustic was sitting on it's stand next to the TV. Jean sighed, "I dont want to ruin your dad's guitar." He said. I shook my head, "You wont. And he wont mind if you play it. Go ahead." Jean reached for the neck of it and picked it up, swinging it around and hitting me in the head in the process. "Pfff! Sorry!" Jean laughed. I laughed, too, rubbing the side of my head, "Ow!" "See?" Jean exclaimed, "I'm gonna ruin it!" He examined the guitar for damages after it attacked me. "Is it okay?" I asked. "Yeah." He responded. "Are you okay?" Sasha exclaimed. I laughed, nodding, "Yeah." "Oh yeah!" Jean exclaimed, "My boyfriend got hit in the head." He leaned down and kissed where he'd hit me. I smiled at him, "I'm okay." I said. He grinned and leaned back in the seat, strumming the guitar once, "It's tuned." He said. I nodded, "He plays a lot." Jean started playing a pretty tune. "Sing." Connie said. Jean took a deep breath, "What'cho know bout me? What'choo what'choo know bout me?" We all cracked up, "What'choo know bout me? What'choo what'choo know? I said my lipgloss is cool! My lipgloss be poppin'! I'm standing at my locker! And all the boys keep stoppin'!" "Jean! What the Hell?" Eren exclaimed. "I'm so glad you stopped rapping that Drake song!" I said, laughing softly. "I had a yellow techno marine!" Connie exclaimed. "Then Kanye dropped it was polos and backpacks!" Ymir exclaimed. Good job, Marco. I groaned, slapping my forhead. "That was when Ethan was pushing a Subaru Hatchback!" Eren said. "Man I'm talking way before hashtags!" Jean finished, starting to strum along. Then they all said at the same time, "I was running through the six with my woes!" Then it was quiet other than Jean's strumming. I lowered my hand slowly. Armin spoke up, "... Are you guys-" "I WAS RUNNIN' THROUGH THE SIX WITH MY WOES!" All four of them screamed. Everyone jumped. Mike went insane. Then Connie started flipping out at the huge dog flipping out. "Who's yelling?!" My mother exclaimed. "You know how that shit go!" The three of them, who werent freaking out about my dog, exclaimed. "Hey!" My mom yelled. They stopped, looking towards the window between the kitchen and living room where my mother was. "No swearing please." She said. "Sorry, ma'am." They said. She smiled and nodded, going back to her cooking. I sighed and Jean ran a hand through my hair once. I smirked as he started strumming again. "Sing something serious." Mikasa said. Jean sighed, "I cant sing." "I'm sure you're great." I said. "Did you just say you cant sing?" Connie asked. Jean nodded. "You sang all through highschool, Jean!" The baldie continued, "You're so good! Just do it!" Jean groaned, "..." He started strumming a different tune. "... I'll use you as a warning sign..." He sang, "That if you talk enough sense then you'll lose your mind..." Shivers ran up my spine. He was good. He sounded amazing. "I'll use you as a focal point... So I dont lose sight of what I want..." Everyone was silent. "I've moved further than I thought I could... But I miss you more than I thought I would..." I knew this song. But I couldnt pinpoint it. "I'll use you as a warning sign... That if you talk enough sense then you'll lose your mind..." He sang beautifully. I turned to watch him and he flushed pink and focused on his hands playing the instrument like it was nothing. "I found love where it wasnt supposed to be... Right in front of me... Talk some sense to me..." I smiled softly, pulling my knees to my chest and closing my eyes. "I'll use you as a makeshift gauge... On how much to give and how much to take... I'll use you as a warning sign... That if you talk enough sense then you'll lose your mind..." He stopped strumming, "I'm done." "Aw what?!" Connie exclaimed. "Dude!" Ymir said, "You gotta finish it!" "Please finish it, Jean..." I said, my eyes opening. Our eyes met and he sighed, continuing his strumming. "I found love where it wasnt supposed to be... Right in front of me... Talk some sense to me..." Then he stopped, "The End." "You skipped parts of the chorus." Armin pointed out. Jean just shrugged, putting the guitar back on it's stand then leaning his head against the pillow on the top of the chair, yawning. "Dude." Connie said. "Hm?" Jean replied. "Can you pick up Marco yet?" He asked. Jean snorted, "I highly doubt it." "You should try it!" Sasha exclaimed. "I dont think it's possible..." Armin chimed in, "Just based off the amount of muscle that Jean already has, I dont see it happening." "Try it!" Ymir exclaimed. "Oh dear." Christa said, "Dont hurt yourselves." "I dont know about this..." I said. Jean stood, grinning, "Come on!" He exclaimed. I sighed, standing as well, hesitant, "How do you want to-?" "Bridal style!" Jean exclaimed, "That is the official test. Come on." "Oh God..." Armin said. "I dont know how this is going to work..." I said, "I'm not jumping." Jean laughed, "No. I'm not expecting you to. You'll probably die." He put a hand on my lower back and another on the backs of my knees. "I dont think I'm going to survive!" I wrapped my arms around his neck. "Okay... Ready?" Jean asked. "No. But go ahead." I responded. He smirked and started attempting to lift me. He made a sort of battle cry and I couldnt help but laugh... Right before he fell. I was still laughing, though, despite both of us being on the floor now. He laughed, too, "Oh shit! You okay?" He asked. I nodded, crying with laughter. "Oh my God you're so stupid!" Eren exclaimed, laughing. "Hey! Shut up, Jeagar!" Jean exclaimed, getting up then pulling me up as well. I realized that all of the people here in the living room were laughing so hard they were crying, just as I had done. I laughed more.
We all ate dinner then the five of is pulled our things out of the van and hugged everyone goodbye, wishing them good luck on their trip. Then the van left. "So why did you come back?" My mother asked as we went back into the house. "Right..." I said. I explained to her what had happened with the people trying to take our money and how I'd gotton stabbed. "What? Did you call the police?" She exclaimed. "Armin and I figured it wouldnt be worth it. Y'know? They're just trying to get by." My mom looked at me like she thought I was crazy. Then she looked at Jean who just shrugged. "What?" I asked, "I'm an adult. I can make my own choices." I then went into the living room and Mike whined at me, shaking his tail. "Is he crazy?" I heard my mom ask Jean. "I dont know. I called him a hippie but that didnt phase him." Jean replied. I smirked and flopped down on the couch. Mike jumped up and lied down on my chest. I laughed softly. "Marco's peace loving, man!" Thomas defended. "He shot one of them." Jean said. "I didnt want to!" I said, "Sometimes you have to do things like that to protect yourself and/or others. I find myself getting into more fights after meeting you, Jean." Jean came in and smirked at me, "I know. Move the dog." I smiled and gently pushed Mike on his side. He jumped off of the couch and I held my arms out to Jean. He cuddled up against my chest. "Marco." My mother came into the room, "I hope you know what you're doing." "I do." I said, "I'll be okay." "It just sucks because a lot of people love you," Jean said, "And you dont try to fully fight back when someone hurts you." I sighed, "I know... But, hey, at least I'm not forcing you to stop fighting. I know what I said before... About fighting with words, not fists. But I'm a hypocrite. And I actually wanted to beat up Gerald. I can be violent, too, sometimes..." Jean nodded, "I feel like I've gotton better at controlling my anger lately." "I think," My mother started, "That everyone in this world doesnt want to have to hurt someone else. But sometimes you have to in certain situations. In self defense situations, definately. It's just difficult, you know. So, while Marco did use self-defense, he figured he'd take the high road and hope that those people would follow his example, too. Is that right, honey?" She asked me. I nodded, "I couldnt have said it better myself, Mom." She nodded, too, and smiled then ruffled Jean's hair before heading back to the kitchen to talk with my friends and Dad. "I agree with your mom..." Jean said, "She's right. And I dont like hurting people, either but sometimes I just cant help it..." "I know..." I said, running my fingers through his sandy blonde hair. "You have the best hair." I said. He snorted, "Sure." "You do. It's so cool..." I said. "Thanks, Marco." He said. I smiled softly. I felt myself drifting off. I soothingly scratched along Jean's back. He relaxed slowly into my chest with a soft sigh. He fell asleep first and I followed close behind.
I woke up when it was still dark out. There was a blanket over the two of us. Jean's snoring filled the room and I craned my neck to see the clock on the side table at my feet. One am. Darn... The room was dark and Mike was lying on the floor next to the couch. I sighed softly, looking down at my boyfriend. I rubbed my thumbs against his back and he snorted a bit, turning his head to the other side. I smiled. He was perfect. He coughed lightly and I furrowed my eyebrows. I hoped he wasnt getting sick or something. I was still rubbing my thumbs along his back when he groaned. Then I stopped. "Wha...?" He breathed. Good job, Marco. "Shh..." I soothed, scratching his back softly, "Go back to sleep..." "Wha' time is it...?" "It's too late for you to be up... That's what time it is... Now go to sleep..." I responded. He sighed softly and rubbed at his eyes, lifting his head slightly. He was so cute. I leaned in and kissed him softly once, "Go to sleep, Jean..." "Maybe ina minute... I gotta pee..." He said, getting up and going down the hall. I watched him leave, smiling and stretching my body. I folded my hands behind my head. He came back soon enough and I threw the covers off of myself so he could resume his position. He smiled softly and did just that with a yawn. Then he pulled the covers back over us, awkwardly. I laughed softly and helped him. He smirked, "Dont make fun of me..." "I'm not... I love you." I said. "I love you, too..." He responded. "You're the best..." I reminded him as I gently slid my nails up and down his back. He relaxed slowly, resting his head on my chest. "You keep saying that..." He said. "I know..." I responded, "It's because it's true." "Shut up..." He mumbled. I nuzzled my face into his hair. "Just go back to sleep..." "Can we talk...?" He suddenly asked. "Y-Yeah. Sure... What about?" "After senior year..." He started, "What're we gonna do...? Live together? 'Cause the class has had this plan for a while to, like, live together. We figured it'd be easy as far as money is concerned..." "Hmm..." I said, nodding slightly, "I feel like that's a pretty good idea." "Yeah?" "Yes." I responded, "Why was I never told about that plan?" Jean shrugged, "I dunno... We've all known eachother for a couple years so I guess they were just waiting to see if they could trust you..." "Do you think they dont trust me? I mean, they still havent said anything about this to me. It's only been you..." "Dunno, Marco... Maybe. Maybe not. You'll have to ask..." "Uughhh... But, Jeaann... They were all in one place earlier... Now I have to waiiitt..." I whined. He laughed softly, "Then wait!" "But now it's inconvienient..." I said. "You're a baby." "Rude." "Whatever..." He said. I smiled softly. After a few breif moments, Jean's snoring filled the room again. I laughed gently and ran a hand through his hair. He is the cutest thing in the world. I couldnt get over it. I eventually drifted off, as well.
We woke up to Mike's loud barking. I groaned and Jean snorted awake. "Good morning!" Thomas exclaimed. "Uuggghh..." Jean groaned. "Get up!" He yelled, pulling Jean up. Jean stretched and I just rolled over, "Noo..." I mumbled. Jean snorted, "Let him sleep. He's a child." "Hey!" I exclaimed, "You're so mean!" Jean laughed. I sighed, rubbing my eyes and getting up. "I want to show Jean your valedictorian speech tape." "What? No." I said. "I want to see!" Jean exclaimed. I groaned, "I havent even seen it, Jean. I refused to." "Well now you get to!" Hitch exclaimed from the kitchen. "Ugh... Give me some time to wake up..." I responded. "Come eat breakfast, boys!" Jean and I did just that as Thomas flopped down onto the couch with Mina. "So you're going to watch your speech today?" My mother asked as I dug into what she had made me. "I guess so... I dont really want to but... It's fine." I said. "We dont have to." Jean said. "No no. It's fine, Jean." "Dude you totally rocked it!" Thomas exclaimed as he walked in. "I just remember feeling awesome then feeling embarassed later on." I said. "You were awesome!" Thomas continued, "Dont feel embarassed! Everyone loved it!" I sighed, "Okay..." "Why would you be embarassed?" Jean asked. I shrugged, "I just... It was just... Erg. I dont know. I'm just annoying..." "'Annoying?!'" My mother exclaimed, "You think you're annoying? Marco!" "I dont know!" I exclaimed. "You arent annoying." Jean said, raising an eyebrow and putting his plate into the dishwasher, "You're perfect. So shut up!" "Yeah!" Thomas agreed with Jean, "What he said!" Then my friends and parents all hugged me at once. I laughed softly, "Aww... You guys... Thanks..." Jean managed to get a quick kiss in. "Ugh. You taste like artificial bacon." He said. I laughed, "Thank you! I know!" He smirked and kissed my cheek. "You're annoying in an endearing way." He said. I laughed softly, feeling flushed, "Thanks..." I said, "Yeah... Let's watch the video. I'm okay... It's just so early for me." "It's noon, dude." Thomas said. "Oh what!?" I exclaimed. "Yeah." He said. "Aw man..." I said, "The day has been wasted..." "I knew you were gonna say that." Hitch said. I smirked, "It's because it's true. If you wake up late like that, there's barely any time to do anything."