Captain Levi assigned his scouts a covert mission: infiltrate Marley to gather information. But there was a twist—you and Eren had to pretend to be a couple, with Jean as your silent shadow, forced to watch.

Jean Kirstein—a blunt, hot-headed, and sometimes self-centered man—had always had feelings for you. From the moment your mothers introduced you two, he’d been your closest friend. But over time, that bond grew into a quiet, persistent crush. To him, keeping you safe was second nature, and he often acted like it was his duty alone to shield you from danger. So, seeing Eren—the notorious flirt of the Scouts—cosying up to you set something ablaze inside him.

The road to Marley was rough, the vehicle jostling with every bump. You sat between Eren and Jean, the tension thick in the air, almost suffocating. Despite Jean’s protests about the “couple” act, Levi had shut him down, and now he sat with his arms crossed, jaw clenched, clearly seething.

Suddenly, a sharp jolt sent you tumbling into Eren’s shoulder. He chuckled, steadying you with his hand resting over yours. “Careful there, doll,” he teased with a sly grin.

Jean’s eyes narrowed at the scene, jealousy simmering beneath the surface. In a swift motion, he pulled you closer, looping your leg over his so your thigh rested firmly against his. His hand lingered, protective, almost possessive. “We’re not in Marley yet,” he muttered, voice tight with barely concealed irritation. “No need to get too cozy.”