AN: Okay so my native language isn't English. My native language is Finnish and Swedish, so I hope that you don't mind if there's a few errors. I've read it through a few times and didn't find anything, but I always miss something. But yeah let's get this chapter started ! Wohooo!

PS: I only speak Finnish, Swedish, German and English, so please make your review in that language, otherwise I have to use Google translate and it gives me the weirdest translations.

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"That damn corporal" Jean mumbled and took another swig of his beer. It was one of the rare days off, and Jean was sitting in a tavern inside the town, getting drunk. That wasn't how he had planned his day; when the soldiers found out they had a day off, he and Connie decided to go to a fancier bar together and socialize with the town folk. To Jeans bad luck, Connie had decided to spend his time with Sasha, leaving Jean all to himself. To make things worse, as he was walking towards the town he had spotted Mikasa and Levi embracing each other in their garden. Jean had felt his heart break into million pieces; again. He had always dreamt about making Mikasa his, about having a house with her, a garden and children. Now his dreams were taken away from him, by no other than lance corporal Levi Rivaille. Jean just didn't understand what Mikasa saw in that guy; he was short, had a bad temper and he rarely spoke. When he did, it was usually orders to the younger soldiers to clean. What a freak.

Jean drank up his bear and quickly ordered another. He threw money on the disk, and told the bartender to keep the change.

"This is your last one" the bartender warned as he placed the big glass in front of Jean who eagerly started drinking from it. "You've already had seven"

The young soldier responded with a frown, as he continued to empty his glass. When he was finished, he thanked the bartender and started making his way back to the barracks. That was easier said than done; he hadn't noticed how the alcohol had started to make its way to his brain, making it hard for him to both walk and think straight. When he saw Levi who was also walking towards the barracks, something inside his head snapped. That was the only explanation Jean could think of, when they the next day asked why decided to do what he was about to do.

"Hey! Midget" Jean called after him. Levi felt his right eye twitch as he slowly turned around to face whoever dared to call him such insulting names. When he saw that it was no one else that Jean Kirschstein, rage started to build up inside him. Not only because what he had just said, but also because he knew what Jean felt for Mikasa. Levi was a jealous man, and even the thought of Jean putting his filthy hands on Levi's woman made him see red.

"I sincerely hope that I just heard wrong" Levi said with a low voice as he took a step towards Jean. Jean looked at him with a challenging look, and Levi could smell the alcohol that he reeked of.

"Oh, why so, midget?" Jean taunted and took a step towards the shorter man. "Are you going to beat me up?"

Levi let out a dry laugh before his fist made contact with Jeans cheek. The sudden action made Jean fall over, but he was quickly back on his feet, fists raised against the corporal.

"I would've treated her better" Jean spat as he tried to hit Levi, who quickly ducked. "I would have made her an honorable woman before knocking her up!"

Fists collided, making contact with stomach and face. Punch to the right, then to the left. Sweat and blood mixed, along with saliva as they screamed insluts at each other.

Levi growled as he lunged towards the boy, causing them both to fall over. Jean was first on top, hitting Levi with his fist, making blood to start pouring out of the corporal's nose.

Blood was now coloring both Levi's and Jeans fists. Jean was bleeding from his lip, and a black eye was starting to form. Levi's nose was bleeding, but luckily not broken. His fist was sore and he knew that he was going to be filled with bruises later.

"Mikasa chose me, Kirschstein." Levi panted. "Accept it."

Jean stared at the corporal who was now on top of him, and he felt tears burn in his eyes.

"You need to take care of her." Jean whispered with a hoarse voice. "If anything happens to her, I swear to God that I will kill you!"

Levi nodded, and stood up from the ground, leaving Jean lying on the street.

"I guarantee that nothing is ever going to happen to Mikasa." Levi assured before offering Jean his hand. Jean stared at it for a second before taking it, and letting Levi help him up. They stared at each other, not sure what to say.

"Do you love her?" Jean asked with a thick voice. It hurt him to speak, and he could feel how his lip was swelling up by each second. Levi looked at the young boy in front of him, and he couldn't help but to feel a little bit sorry for him.

"Yes I do." Levi told him silently. "I would give my life for her."

"That makes two of us" Jean laughed silently. Levi joined the laughter and nodded.

"Yeah, I guess it does" he agreed.

The two men shook hands in silent before walking back to the barracks, accompanied by the moonlight and a lonely dog barking in the distance.

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Mikasa sat in her bedroom, rubbing oil on her stomach. She was now 20 weeks pregnant, and Hanji had given her some ointment to help with the skin on her stomach. The lotion felt really good on her tender skin, and she was finally getting in terms with her new size. She knew that she was probably going to get a lot bigger, but she didn't worry about that. For once, Mikasa Ackerman lived in the moment. Her peacefull moment was disturbed as Levi walked in the room, collapsing next to her on the bed. His nose was swollen, and the blood stains told her that he had been in a fight. Mikasa sighed.

"Who did you fight with?" she asked irritated. She didn't like the idea of her partner running around and getting into fights, not while she was carrying his child.

"That Kirschtein boy had a lot to say about our relationship." Levi muttered and turned his gaze to Mikasa. "That's why I'm late, and I am sorry." Mikasa looked at him in astonishment. Had Jean dared to fight him? It was obvious that Levi had won, but he wasn't in greatest health. That made Mikasa wonder how Jean looked.

"I am sorry that I am late because I wanted to do this earlier." Levi mumbled with pink cheeks as he sat up and gave Mikasa a small package. Mikasa looked at him questionably, and opened it. She was now holding a small box, and she felt her neck hair rise with both fear and anticipation. She opened the box and saw a simple, silver ring lying in it. Her eyes widened and she tried to say something, but no words came out.
Levi chuckled before gently turning her face towards his.

"Mikasa Ackerman" he started, and for the first time in his life he felt nervous. "Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

Mikasa didn't even answer before her lips crashed his. Levi smiled and kissed her back.

"Yes" Mikasa mumbled before kissing him again. "Yes."

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x Janni