𝐀𝐎𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 | attack on titan

JEAN X READER | running out of time

THUD! THUD, THUD, THUD!

You kept pulling at the triggers on your ODM gear, but your efforts were fruitless. Your horse had abandoned you long ago. Leaving you to sprint home towards the walls. The open, grassy plains left you feeling vulnerable and visible to any nearby hungry titans. Even if you ODM gear managed to magically fix itself, there was nothing for you to latch on to.

At least you weren't alone... Or rather you wish you were.

"Hurry the fuck up." Jean snapped over his shoulder. His hand clamped down onto your wrist and dragged you behind him at a swift sprint.

What you assumed to be a fractured ankle, left you limping and hobbling behind Jean, who's ODM gear always was also experiencing a major failure.

If you were to name one person you wished NOT to be left stranded with in Titan territory, it was him. After years of heated arguments and constant bickering it could be said he was not your favourite person in the world.

White hot pain flashed through your ankle with every step. Jean carried on yanking you behind him. For whatever reason, he was determined to save himself and you.

Eventually the pain became too much. A dodgy landing on the injured foot left you tumbling into the dirt.

Jean stopped. "For fuck sakes, we don't have time for this." He screamed. "Get up!" He bent over and began to pull at you.

You slapped his hands away; cradling your sore ankle. "Forget it. You really expect us to make it all the way to the wall?"

He scoffed. "What grand plan do you have in mind then? I don't see you helping at all."

"Then leave me behind."

"What?"

You sighed. "The chance of us surviving is slim, but you might have a chance of making it to the walls if you left me."

Jean looked back to the wall. He hesitated. "Y/n we're running out of time. We have to go now."

THUD, THUD.

You begin to smack and push at his muscular thighs. "Then get a fucking move on already."

He grabs your hands. "Y/n-

"I don't want to spend my last minutes afraid and running for my life. I've accepted my fate and either you should too, or get out of here."

"Fine." Jean snapped. Dropping to his knees next to you in the mud.

You snarl in disgust and confusion. "I- what? What are you doing? This isn't what I meant."

"I'm not going without you, so shut up already."

You were too exhausted to fight him anymore. After years of this, you knew he was just as stubborn as yourself.

"It was foolish for me to even try to run back to the walls." He laughed bitterly.

THUD, THUD, THUD!

The ground vibrating from their heavy steps. You both sat with your backs facing the huge forest. Eyes staring ahead at the wall, which from such a distant looked so tiny now.

You notice how he still hasn't let go of you heart, but choose not to say anything.

"Have you got any last words?" You cringed at how awkward it had suddenly become.

Jean laughed at you. "Don't be getting all philosophical on me, you might hurt your brain."

You turned your head away from him. "Fuck you then." You muttered, annoyed and embarrassed.

Jean huffed lightly. "No your right, we might as well get everything off our chests."

You went first. "I actually hate Eren-

"I love you." Jean cut you off.

What the actual fuck? Your turned to look at him. Eyes as wide as saucers. Perhaps he had hit his head before he stumbled onto you? Or maybe you did and this was all a hallucination and Jean was, in reality, sat comfy behind the walls celebrating your early death.

"W-what?"

Jean laughed, using his unoccupied hand to push his hair out his hair. "It's so stupid, I know. But I do."

"Since when?" You asked. He still looked forward, longingly at the walls.

"I don't know, maybe always?" He cringed.

You felt like this was just some final, cruel joke or perhaps he's turned hysterical. "Then why were you always such a dick to me?"

Jean just shrugged. "I didn't really know what else to do."

You sighed. "If you'd just been nice to me it would've been enough."

"What do you mean?" He finally turned to face you.

Your cheeks were the same colour as a light, rosy sunburn. "I was always jealous of how kind you could be to people like Mikasa or Marco. I never knew what I did to make you hate me so much."

Jean scooted closer to you. Your legs were touching. "I'm such an idiot."

You laughed. At least that was one thing you both found agree on.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

A comfortable silence enveloped the both of you. He rubbed his thumb over the knuckles of your enveloped hands.

You couldn't help the fear that seeped into you. Your heart was beating so fast. Even after your little heart-to-heart you still felt pathetic for crying in front of Jean. Regardless, you couldn't help the little tears that fell down your flushed cheeks.

Jean pulled you onto your knees. The two of you held the other tightly. He placed his chin atop your head. Even though you couldn't see his face, you could tell he was also crying.

THUD! THUD!

The footsteps got closer. He held you even tighter. Your arms were wrapped around his neck. The both of you felt weightless as the Titan scooped you into his hand and dropped you into its mouth.

All those years of fighting and arguments meant nothing in the end. If someone told you that you would die in Jean's arms you never would have believed it.