Make it Right

Expecting

The last few months were unsettling to say the least. The Scouts were somewhat placed on probation after the failure of a mission with Reiner and Bertholdt and there was that confrontation with Historia's father and Kenny Ackerman.

You have been lounging around HQ for months, and you found yourself getting irritated easily over everything.

"Can I have your bread?" Sasha asked you as you ate dinner and you just glared at her. "Sorry...you usually give me your food..."

"Well Y/N's been eating more lately, Sasha. Stick to your own meal." Jean stated which caused to you glare at him. "What?" He asked with a clueless expression on your face as you rolled your eyes at him.

Jean didn't know what he did wrong, your mood swings were a staple in your relationship and even though he asked you what he did, you'd say it was nothing. There were times when he'd sneak in your room at night, you'd groan at his touch, but there were also moments when you'd pull him into a closet and have your way with him.

It was like waking up every day wondering what version you would be next.

That night as you rested on Jean's chest, he decided to ask you what was going on.

"Y/N..."

"Mmm?" you yawned as you were ready to fall asleep. "Is there something wrong?" Jean asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean...are you alright?" He asked again and you peered one eye open. "Yeah? Why would there be anything wrong?"

"It's just..." he began, and you motioned him to continue.

"It's just... you've been different lately, sometimes you're all over me and sometimes you can't stand to be around me...is it your uhm...lady thing?" Jean asked hesitantly and you sat up to look at him.

"What lady thing?" Jean's expression was a mixture of confusion and fear as the tone of your voice rose. "You know...that time of the month..."

"Just because I'm not all over you doesn't mean I'm on my period!" You yelled and Jean shot back.

"I'm sorry alright! It's just—"

"Just what?!" You continued to yell at a very confused Jean. "Forget it." He rolls his eyes and attempts to sleep.

"You know what...you should just go." You turn away from him. "What?" Jean's eyes shot open as you refuse to look at him.

"Just go, you're annoying me."

"Are you serious?!" Jean was trying to nudge you to look at him, but you refused. "Yes."

Jean left that night wondering what he did.

The next day, Jean is suddenly pulled into an empty room and feels your lips on his.

"Hey, hey..." he pulls away and you pout. "What is this?" he asks, and you look back at him. "What do you mean?"

"Last night you couldn't stand to be around me and now you're all over me?"

"Do you want me to stop?" you tease, and he fights the urge to give in. "Look, I'm sorry...I think...everything is just getting to me and I don't know to take it."

Jean suddenly feels sorry for you and kisses your forehead. "It's alright, just don't leave me alright?" you looked up at him and placed a chaste kiss on his lips.

"Never."

The following weeks, your mood improved but your health degraded. Every morning, you would barf your lungs out. Jean thought it was food poisoning, but it continued for days.

When you had mock missions, you seemed to be weaker and would slow down quicker than the others. Jean would always glance back at you nervously then jog next to you to make sure you were okay. Despite assuring him you were fine, Jean never left your side.

He finally got you to go to the infirmary as you rolled your eyes as you sat up on the hospital bed.

"I'm going to help Connie with some of the weapons, I'll be back."

"I hate you." You rolled your eyes and he chuckled.

"No you don't." he winked and left.

The doctor did some tests on you even though you insisted it was just the flu. She was gone for an hour and you were getting impatient. Suddenly, the door swung open and she enters with Levi, Erwin and Hange.

You stare at them with a confused look on your face. Levi looked solemn, which was strange as he rarely showed any emotion. Hange seemed to be in a panic and Erwin just looked at you.

Your heart dropped. What was it? You weren't feeling anything unusual, Jean is just overprotective they thought.

Suddenly, the four of them approached your bed and you scooted back a little.

"W-what's wrong?" you were scared. You always knew there was a chance of you dying on a mission but never thought your health was would ever be an issue.

"Y/N...how have you been feeling?" Erwin began. "U-uhm I just get nauseous more often...but it's nothing serious, I'm fine, Sir!" Hange looks at Erwin and he nods.

"When was the last time..." Hange began but couldn't seem to finish her sentence.

"The last time...?" you tried to encourage her to finish but she still kept looking at Erwin.

"Y/N you're pregnant." Levi spat out and Erwin looked down. Hange looked at you with sorrow and you froze. You couldn't even think.

"W-what? N-no, that's impossible!" the information wasn't sinking in, it had to be a joke.

"This is some sort of joke, right? I-I mean..." you were looking at their faces for any hint of a smile or a chuckle but their expressions remained the same.

"I'm sorry..." Hange began and you couldn't hold it in anymore, you began to sob.

"Y/N...you're still going to be a Scout...but until the child is born, you're going to stay here when we resume with our missions." Erwin stated.

"I'm sorry...we weren't thinking—" you began but Levi held his hand up. "Don't. You don't have to apologize."

"Do you want to tell him?" Hange asked. Everyone knew about your relationship with Jean as he'd occasionally get caught sneaking into your room.

Jean. What were you going to say to him? You began to curse at yourself. He was already so stressed about trying to save everyone and now you're adding to his worries.

Suddenly, without thinking, you placed your feet on the floor. The four adults watched you. "Do you need to go to the restroom?" Erwin asked. You needed this to stop. You needed to get away. Without thinking, you slipped on your shoes and ran.