Take Care of Her (Marco x Reader x Jean)

(This fic supports my headcanon that Jean was the one who carried Marco to the fire to cremate him)


"Marco stop it!" You giggled as Marco pulled you into his lap and began leaving tickling kisses on your neck. He smirked against your skin.

"No (y/n)!" He whined. "You're just so pretty! I can't help it~" You both were about to start the mission tomorrow to help Eren move the bolder to reclaim wall Maria. You and your boyfriend were currently cuddling together, for you wouldn't be able to do so for a few days.

    Jean walked into the bunk rooms as Marco got on top of you and started nuzzling your collar bone affectionately. Your face went red as Jean stared at you both, and you pushed Marco off of you.

"S-Sorry," Jean stuttered as he backed away. You jumped up and pulled your best friend over.

"Jean, come and sit with us!" You exclaimed. Marco, upset about you pushing him off, looked up at Jean. When he saw who it was, his face brightened and he jumped up and grabbed Jean's other arm. You two continued to spin around, with Jean spinning around in the middle.

"Guys! S-Stop!" He yelled. "I'm gonna barf!" He warned you two. You two stopped in your tracks, and quickly brought Jean over to his bed.

    Jean layed down, burying his face in his pillow. You and Marco crawled over him to Marco's side and layed down next to him. Marco wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close. You snuggled up to him, your back to him, and tugged on Jean's shirt softly. He knew what you wanted, you wanted him to get close so you'd be protected from both sides. You did it almost every night. He scooted closer, and you smiled, closing your eyes and drifting off to sleep.

    Marco woke up with a jolt. He had a dream that a Titan reached down and grabbed him. It brought his right side up to its mouth and- He didn't want to remember any more of it. The bounce of the bed alerted Jean, and he sat up slowly and looked outside. It wasn't even sunrise yet.

"Nightmare?" Jean yawned.

"Yeah, a titan had got me." Marco didn't go into details. Jean sighed.

"I guess it was a nightmare. Don't worry Marco, we'll be in the Military Police before you know it." He told Marco confidently. "You're probably letting Jeager's stories get to you." He assumed. Marco sighed, which caused Jean to look at him, barely making out his figure in the dark.

"Jean, if something happens to me, promise you'll take care of (y/n)?" Marco asked, with a slightly scared tone in his voice. Jean turned away.

"What are you talking about? You must still be sleeping. Nothing is going to happen to you. You and (y/n) will get married. You and I will get into the military police, and (y/n) will settle down in a home in Wall Sina with you." Jean painted a story for Marco. Marco calmed down at Jean's words, but a nagging sense in the back of his head said otherwise. 

    Nonetheless, he shook the nagging sense away and layed back down, stroking your hair softly, a sigh coming out of your lips. He smiled and nuzzled into you hair, breathing in your scent. Jean took his slowing breath as that he was asleep, and he sighed, laying back down as well. Before he knew it, he had fell alseep as well.

"Marco? Marco, sweetie, where are you?" You called as you walked down a street, with bodies laying left and right on the ground. You forced yourself not to look at them, focusing on finding your love.

    Jean came around the corner with a body in his arms. His face was in shock, as if he had just had a life-and-death experience with a titan. You smiled and ran up to him, but stopped when he suddenly yelled.

"(Y/N)!" He yelled. "D-Don't look! Turn away!" But it was too late. You recognized that black hair and freckles anywhere. His soft hands, and his light brown eyes that you loved. Your breath caught in your throat.

"J-Jean?" You whispered out. "You're joking, aren't you?" You asked. He looked down at the body, and a few tears escaped his eyes. This caused you to gasp, and tears began to flow down your cheeks as you ran over to Jean.

"Marco! Marco, baby, you need to wake up!" You cried, holding his hand. Taking a closer look at him, you saw half of his body from the torso up was bitten off. You felt yourself going into shock and you dropped to the ground. Next thing you knew, Jean had sat down Marco's body and was trying to wake you up.

    You found yourself in front of a large fire, laying down behind Jean. You slowly stood up, and he turned around and looked at you, before looking back at the fire. 

"Where's Marco?" You asked cautiously. Jean just stared into the fire. Your heart sped up as you remembered what had happened, and you hugged Jean tightly, tears streaming down your face again. Jean softly wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to him. 

"He's gone, isn't he?" You whimpered. Jean just rubbed your back, comforting you.

"I'll take care of her, Marco. I promise." Jean whispered towards the fire. Behind them both, an invisible black haired boy with freckles and a pair of white wings stood, smiling. 

"Thank you Jean." He walked over and layed a soft kiss on your forehead as you mourned for him. "I love you (y/n)."