(Jean's POV)
After we got back, It was about time to go to sleep, except I couldn't get to sleep. I was so consumed with the thought of Marzia and Armin that I couldn't relax. When breakfast came the next morning, I was extremely tired. I almost fell asleep at the table. "Jean, are you feeling alright?" Armin asked from the other side of the table i gave him a nasty look. "I'm fine, Armin." "Woa! that was a little hostile! what's going on over here?" Connie asked, turning his attention to us. while he wasn't looking, Sasha started swiping food from his plate. "Nothing. everything is fine." I said, narrowing my eyes and staring the blonde down. "Jean, is ...there a problem?" Armin asked, feeling uncomfortable.
Before i could open my mouth, a light thumping started coming from the stairwell as Marzia made her way into the kitchen, still in her pajamas. I noticed with a pang of sorrow, was just a big tee-shirt that used to belong to Marco. "Mmmornin'." she said drowsily, rubbing her eyes. "Good morning, Marzia." Historia chimed, placing a plate of eggs in front of the empty seat next to me at the table. Marzia began to sluggishly eat "someone's tired this morning." i teased her, trying to get a rile out of her. "Oh, sorry." she said nonchalantly "I couldn't sleep last night. kept having dreams about titans." Armin laughed. "Don't worry, that happened to me the night after my first recon, too. you get used to it." she smiled lazily up at him. even that made me angry.
"Jeez you two, get a room" i heard myself say bitterly. "What?" Armin exclaimed. "Jean, What is up with you this morning?" Sasha asked, face full of Connie's Eggs. "Hey! Those are my eggs!" Connie yelled. "...Sorry?" "Oh, You know, you two have gotten so lovey dovey lately." i spat. "It's sickening." Marzia got mad then. "Hey! and you think we like it when you're all drooling after Mikasa?" she didn't deny her and Armin, which just served to make me more angry "You know, you could have just asked, and I would have given them to you." Connie steamed. "I'm sorry! I can't help it!" Sasha said, reaching for a strip of bacon off his plate "Jesus Sasha, STOP!"
"So, You don't deny that something's going on between you and Armin." She Pinched her eyes shut "What? What does that have to do with anything?" "Jean, nothing is going on between me and Marzia..." Armin chimed in trying to defuse the situation. "Butt out, you blonde coconut!" I yelled "WELL AT LEAST I DON'T LOOK LIKE A HORSE, JEAN" Armin spat back pronouncing 'Jean' like the type of pants, and that's when things really got heated. we all snarled and snapped at each other. until it got so loud that you couldn't hear anything else. "EVERYONE JUST SHUT UP!" we heard, loud and high-pitched coming from the Kitchen.
It was Historia. She'd been cutting up some Tomatoes for lunch with a kitchen knife, that was now sticking point-down into the wood of the counter. "It is so stupid for us to be fighting like this, when THREE OF OUR SCOUTS ARE CURRENTLY AWOL!" Historia sobbed. we shouldn't be fighting over nothing because we're too afraid to share our true feelings. Historia had no mercy after that. she put down the truth, no matter who it hurt. "Mikasa, Eren and Levi are a thing. get over it." "Jean, Marzia and Armin aren't interested in each other, she is just having a hard time being around you because she thinks you're in love with Mikasa." "Marzia, Jean isn't in love with Mikasa, he's in love with you." then she turned to Shasha and Connie "And you two!" she said shaking a finger at them. "Stop fighting over nothing and just make out already, Jesus! The sexual tension is driving me up a fucking wall!" it got dangerously quiet once Historia finished. In a huff, she yanked the kitchen knife out of the counter, and continued to slice tomatoes like nothing happened.
(Marzia's POV)
Was it really true what Historia said? i looked around, Eren and Levi were blushing, and not meeting Mikasa's piercing gaze. Sasha and Connie were bright red, and not talking. I looked over at Jean. He was looking down at his eggs, sheepishly sneaking glances my way when he thought i wasn't looking. "So," Armin said, addressing me. "This is awkward." I nodded slowly, processing what just happened. "I... Think i'm going to go get dressed for the day." I finally said getting up from the table. I stole one more glance at Jean before I made my way up the stairs. He was watching me as I went.