Jean "it's good soup" Kirstein (
neighsaying) wrote2023-12-08 12:11 am
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This is Jean. Leave a message, and I'll reach back out when I'm available. [ Previously was thunderspear ]
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Jean waits out Eren's silence, feeling those hands squeeze and release. It feels agonizing, like being suspended in midair with no hooks - a terrifying freefall that you'll either stop or die in.
Eren would have every right to get angry, to rage.
But he doesn't.
Jean hears the wet noise of his lips when he tries to speak, long before he manages. He doesn't let Eren's hands go, but he does finally shift so that he can half turn and look at Eren. ]
I'm not going to leave. We'll be together as long as we can.
[ He doesn't promise forever, because he knows one day one of them will leave. Either by chance, or choice.
He thinks of Dolph, who asked him to remember how the love felt. He once promised Eren his bones would remember him. So: ]
And, even if we don't have our names anymore, we'll remember how we felt for each other.
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[But it's hard to look at Jean. It's been hard to look at Jean. He doesn't want it to be hard. He's fifteen again. He just wants Jean to be his friend.
[He's more. He's one of Eren's people.]
My bones will remember...
[He whispers it, a hand coming up to touch Jean's chin.]
You're right. I'll never forget.
watch us wrap soon "let them cuddle" NO! DEVOTION CONFESSIONS!
He leans into the touch on his chin, letting his eyes fall closed. ]
Thank you. For telling me the truth. For trusting me with it.
hehehehe
I love you. I want to keep doing this. [Time together - simple as that.] For as long as we can...
Re: hehehehe
[ Jean exhales softly. ]
I'm happy just being with you. The where or the how isn't important. That's all I ever wanted.
[ It's all Mikasa wanted, too. The world was too cruel to give her that. ]
we can wrap if you want UGH
[Eren takes Jean's face in his hands. He tilts it down, presses a warm kisses right to the center of his forehead.]
I'm here.