Chapter 5:
Jean sat in the same spot Marco had just left. He put his face in his palms, choking back tears, his inflated pride flying out the window. He tried his hardest not to open the hatch of his tear ducts but the attempt failed terribly. The salty water flowed out of his eyes like a river. He couldn't control it anymore. How could anyone when you've just lost the person you love the most? God, he wanted to call his beloved so bad but he doubted he would pick up. He doubted he loved him anymore. He doubted everything at this point. He hated himself for hurting Marco like that. Mikasa didn't even mean anything to him anymore. Jean just wanted Marco back more than anything. He didn't eat or rest for the rest of the day, or even week. He didn't think he deserved food or sleep after what he'd done. One day he decided to look in the mirror and saw a pale and thin version of what he once was. Dark circled around his eyes and his hair was all over the place, not bothering to brush it. He was a mess without Marco.
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Okay?: Jean Kirsten x Marco Bott (Marcoloid) Modern AU
RomanceJean goes a little too far with flirting and sends Marco flying.
