Morning came faster than I would've liked, and the first thing I discovered when I woke up was that my and Marco's parents were here to see us. In fact, they had been here since around midnight, but were told that we were resting, and that they could see us in the morning, when we could be released.

But, uh, we weren't really "resting" per se.

See, things started to get pretty heated after the second kiss, and long story short... well, let's just say neither of us have our v-cards anymore.

Yeeahh.

Cue nervous laughter.

But all that aside, it was nice, and I'm kinda glad that my first time was with him and not some random girl or guy in someone else's house. But, I figured I probably should get dressed because the doctors might be coming soon. I looked around for my dress, which I assumed was on the round, when I noticed that something felt off. My chest didn't feel as heavy as it usually did, and neither did my hair. I ran a hand down my hair line to discover that it was short once again. I looked down at my chest only to discover that my boobs weren't there anymore.

I just have a normal chest. My hair isn't long.

It took a while for that to sink in, but when it did, I almost screamed. Instead I let out a loud gasp and flipped out of the bed.

Not the best reaction on my part.

"Jane what was that? Are you okay?" I heard Marco's slightly sleepy but panicked voice call out. I had never smiled so hard in my life.

"Not Jane anymore," I called out in my normal, deep voice. Man did that feel good!

"Wait wait wait!" Marco quickly looked over the edge and gasped loudly too. Then he smiled so hard I thought his face was going to break.

"Jean! You're back!"

"Hell yeah I am! And thank God, being a girl is definitely not my thing. 0/10 would not recommend." Marco laughed and hopped down to where I was as I stood up.

"Yeah I'm glad too. I always preferred your muscles over your girly arms."

"Uh, okay. Marco I know you're not trying to be creepy and I'm glad you like them, but that was kind of creepy." Marco frowned and punched me in the arm.

"Shut up. You know I'm not good with words." I couldn't help but smile at him.

"So what are we gonna do now anyway? My parents and your parents are standing out there waiting for us," I was about to ask him what he thought, when I realized something else embarrassing. "Aaand I'm still in a dress." I sighed and rubbed my temples.

"At least your parents know and will be happy that you've turned back," Marco tried to offer. Yeah, he was right on that one thing. Still, I didn't want to leave the hospital wearing a dress.

"You're just gonna have to put up with it," Marco said as he helped me up and guided me toward the door.

When he opened the door, we saw our parents' slightly panicked yet very relieved faces. They ran up to us and hugged us until we couldn't breathe.

"Jean! You're back to normal!" my mom nearly yelled in excitement.

"Yeah but I'm in a dress." She just rolled her eyes and squeezed me more. Meanwhile, Marco's mom was doing some babying of her own, and I couldn't help but smirk at Marco's pain.

"Oh Marco, I thought you were dead! I'm so glad he only got you in the arm but oh I just feel so bad. Are you still in pain? Do you-?"

"No mom, I'm fine. But I'm not going to be fine if you hug me any tighter," he said in exasperation, and I could tell he wanted to groan. Mrs. Bodt let go of him, giving a sheepish smile. They talked with the doctors, got Marco medication, and sent us on our way home. I could tell that I was going to have a hard time adjusting back to normal, but it was certainly a wild ride, that was for damn sure.

-Two years later-

"Jean you better hurry up! We're going to be late for Christa's party!"

"Yeah, yeah just let me find my shirt." Marco was currently in the bathroom in our dorm, the one we shared now that we were in college. Two years we had been dating, and right now we had been invited to a little get together, to make up for the prom that didn't go so well. Also, I guess it was Christa and Ymir's way of thanking me for almost getting myself killed two years ago. Now I just needed a shirt, because hey, I'm still pretty lazy when it comes to getting dressed. But at the same time, I felt like something else was missing. Like I could've sworn that there was something I was supposed to find. I decided to rummage around my drawers, hoping that whatever I thought it was would suddenly pop out at me. I was so concentrated on trying to find the item that I almost didn't hear Marco come out of the bathroom.

"What are you even searching for? All you need is a shirt right?" he asked as he grabbed the keys and his hoodie.

"Yeah I know. I was just trying to find my..." I froze. Oh my god. It occurred to me just now that the item I was trying to find was a bra. My bra.

I just fucking forgot that I wasn't a girl anymore.

I slammed my head against the drawer and groaned loudly. I was so done with everything already.

"Jean! Hey are you okay?" Marco asked in a slight panic.

"Yeah I'm fine. Just... just let me get a shirt."

"What were you even trying to find?"

"Nothing!" I nearly squeaked out as I quickly slipped my shirt on. Marco looked like he didn't believe me, but decided not to question it. Instead, he laced his fingers into mine and hummed a little.

"You know what I just realized?" he suddenly asked.

"What?"

"After tonight, it'll have been two years since we started dating."

"You just now realized that?" He punched me in the arm, and I had to stifle a laugh (which didn't turn out well).

"Shut up. I'm surprised you even remembered considering you forget to do over half the essays that are assigned to you."

Now it was my turn to punch him in the arm. "Whatever, I remember the important stuff!" I said proudly. He stopped, turned to me, and gave me a quick kiss.

"That you do," he whispered as he leaned in for another kiss. When we pulled away, I smiled.

"I love you, Marco."

"I love you too, Jean."

(sorry for the extremely late update!) Wow what a wild ride! Thank you to everyone who read this, I hope you enjoyed it! Remember that reviews are always appreciated, and feel free to also talk to me on Tumblr if you want :P (my URL is lemonkiwii).