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I should have known.

[His voice is broken, weak - but there's anger too. The gritting of teeth, the clenching of fists against Jean's back. He wants to kill him - kill that stupid bastard in the most painful way possible. He wants Reiner to feel how it felt to watch Eren's mother be eaten alive. He wants to rip him apart from the inside out. He wants him to suffer.

[And he wants him close. He wants things to be the way they were. He wants that big brother feeling back; Reiner was the closest thing he had. He wants to see him as a hero, not a villain. He wants none of it to be true.

[At Jean's question, he shrugs miserably.]

I don't know. Who cares? It doesn't matter. [It's beginning to feel like nothing matters anymore.]

It does matter.

[ Jean decides laying down is the option, and instead of the floor he lifts Eren up - hooking an arm around his waist and one around his back, hauling him up against his shoulder and carrying him to Jean's unused bedroom. He's got some extra clothes hanging around here but so far that's it.

He flops Eren onto the bed and then crawls on after. ]

How the fuck were you supposed to know anything about Reiner, huh? Were you gonna compare hairstyles between the Armored Titan and him?

[Eren starts a little when he's lifted up, tempted to struggle; really, he's too exhausted for that. It's a little embarrassing, having Jean of all people cart him around like this, but it should also be embarrassing that he's broken down sobbing on the man as many times as he has since arriving. He resigns himself to being carried, and he doesn't protest when Jean climbs into bed with him. He doesn't outright cling to him either, but at least he isn't shoving him away.

[All he can manage to mumble is:]

Ugly bastard...

Reiner's not ugly and you know it.

[ He's not going to debate the fuckability of the Armored Titan here because he's supposed to be terrified of him, but it was kind of fun, in a distant way, to use Reiner like a launching pad.

Since Eren doesn't cling, Jean doesn't wrap his arms around him. But he does lay on his side, one arm bent so he can prop his head on his hand and watch Eren, their legs touching. ]

If you were going based on attractiveness then Shadis would have been my first guess.

[Jean's damn right that Eren knows it. He's had a crush on Reiner since the day they met, but of course, that all feels tainted now. Still, Eren doesn't stop loving when hate makes its entrance; it only gets worse. He doesn't find Jean's joke very funny, but the attempt to cheer him up isn't lost on Eren.

[He nudges Jean with one of his knees, muttering:]

Shut up. I meant his titan...

~~[Which is also just objectively incorrect. Have you seen that armored cake? Be serious.]~~

[ Jean will let Eren diss the Titan form since he's feeling so bad. ]

I mean, yeah, there's almost no skin on it. You wanna get with someone who doesn't have skin on most of their body? Kinda gross.

[ Jean nudges Eren's knee back, a little harder. ]

[Eren nudges Jean's knee back, much harder. He's always been one to take things a little too far - especially with Jean.]

What are you getting at? It's not funny. [And yet, he doesn't really sound angry. Jean's attempt at distracting him might be working. Just a little bit.]

[ At this point they're just playing angry footie with their knees. Jean hooks an ankle around Eren's so he can't knee him back. ]

Come on, it's kinda funny.

It's not funny.

[He hooks his arm around Jean's head, attempting to shift enough that he can place the older boy in a headlock.]

You're just a jackass.

And you're a hothead!

[ He hooks his arm around Jean's head but Jean's got the experience actually fighting people to put his hand where Eren's elbow is, keeping him from closing it around his head.

If Eren wants a wrestling match, he'll get one. ]

[There are no rules to this wrestling match. Eren cranes his head and chomps down on Jean's shoulder. It's a gentle bite, but he's got sharp teeth. He hopes it stings at least a little - or makes Jean jump. Either one would be satisfying.]

[ It sure makes Jean jump. Makes him jump them right into rolling off the bed, hitting the ground with a loud yelp.

#boys ]

[Naturally, Eren's hubris has caused not only his friend to suffer, but himself as well. Jean's legs are locked around his; when he rolls off the bed, so does Eren, landing with a hard thud.]

Shit, dude. What the hell was that?

What do you mean? You bit me!

[ Grumbling, but he's clearly not actually that irritated, pushing at the arm still around his neck. ]

And I'll bite you again.

[He makes an attempt at Jean's other shoulder.]

Knew there was a reason you turn into a dog!

[ No! He's not allowing this, ducking his shoulder down in an attempt to scramble away from Mr. Bitey over there. ]

[Eren simply grabs at Jean's legs, wrapping his arms tightly around them in an attempt to keep him from crawling away.]

I'll bite you then too! I can take it all the way now, you know. [These words, of course, punctuated by small grunts of effort as they continue to "wrestle".]

[ Jean only half heartedly kicks in Eren's hold. He's taller than him now and has more muscle. He wouldn't care if Eren still had his shifter abilities, but right now he doesn't, and he very much doesn't want to explain a foot bruise to Mikasa. ]

I'll set you on fire, you dumb mutt.

[ Jean growls it out as he tries to pull his feet out. He's gonna lose a sock at this rate. ]

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cw: casual canon-setting ableism

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We could probably wrap it here with them fighting lmao

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WELL I CAN'T LET THIS STAND

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