leans on him.
❝ tch — KNEW IT . ❞
it doesn’t take jean long after that to DROP AWAY all of the documents and papers they’ve got SPLAYED in both their hands and across the table; movements instead dedicated into CATCHING the other’s form — and jean is NO IDIOT there in noticing the massive different from when he’d HELD armin up ( or, really, when it was the other way around with how much jean had the TENDENCY to nearly meet his death and got his ass SAVED by the blond ) and how FIRMER the skin under those clothes were if to compare to years ago.
ACCELERATED HEALING, is what commander hange was calling it : it means every cells in armin’s body is playing CATCH UP into stitching any damage that would’ve otherwise scar or ruin the human anatomy. if the downside of it wasn’t DEATH for a trade into catching a glimpse of what it’d be like PLAYING A GOD , jean would’ve broadcasted his curiosity or amazement. instead, he only frowns he doesn’t want to lose armin , not over anything , but he wouldn’t take armin’s MOMENTARY IMMORTALITY either — would rather have the friends he’s lost than that — and jean can’t help thinking how he’s SELFISH ( but then again, he’s always been, hasn’t he? ) ; plus , what good is a HEALING BODY if it couldn’t stop fatigue? and that’s what it is, jean knows. it’s what nearly EVERY SOLDIERS do when they’re faced with what the scouting legion has faced : the need to overwork , to overthrow sleep.
a hand swipe back the SUN-KISSED BANGS , the first act that jean does which isn’t all filled with his WAR-KNOWN MOVEMENTS ; instead , against armin’s skin , jean can feel his muscles melt like ice cream on a sunny day , turning LANGUID AND SOFT , as he brushes strands after strands , eyes the sea of worry gazing into armin’s sky-blue ones. jean’s mouth is PRESSED THINLY , brows furrowing and like this , he can’t be a SUPERIOR OFFICER , a commanding soldier he knows he should be considering the all-tensed situation at hand . he’s just a nineteen year old boy , his heart thumping under his chest with the HEAVY THOUGHT of : dummy , you should take care of yourself better.
jean settles with a SIGH in the end , feels like NOTHING he does can be enough ( he looked away and marco’s gone , he didn’t pay attention and now armin’s SICK ) , and he manages : ❝ lay down, armin. and that’s AN ORDER . ❞
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