[ Actually, Dolph helps just by acknowledging it. Mikasa doesn't experience the same shape of regret that he does, at least not yet; Eren hasn't killed a human before, even if he knows how terrible his future becomes.
Just hearing that it's hard to carry makes Jean exhale softly, a small smile on his face. When Dolph's knees hit the edge, Jean gently pushes him down, until Dolph is at least sitting.
Jean plants one knee on the bed, outside Dolph's thigh, and drops his hands down to his vest. He deftly undoes the buttons for both it and the button-up underneath, shrugging the fabrics off and tossing them to the side. It's clearer the kind of upper body work Jean's handled, and, interestingly, besides the dusting of blonde chest hair, there's a pattern of scars that cross over his body, in the same shape as the gear he wears.
Still, he knows he looks good and grins down at Dolph before he lets himself sit in his lap, pressing another kiss to his mouth. ]
Sorry to bring the mood down. Maybe I can help get both our minds off it.
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Just hearing that it's hard to carry makes Jean exhale softly, a small smile on his face. When Dolph's knees hit the edge, Jean gently pushes him down, until Dolph is at least sitting.
Jean plants one knee on the bed, outside Dolph's thigh, and drops his hands down to his vest. He deftly undoes the buttons for both it and the button-up underneath, shrugging the fabrics off and tossing them to the side. It's clearer the kind of upper body work Jean's handled, and, interestingly, besides the dusting of blonde chest hair, there's a pattern of scars that cross over his body, in the same shape as the gear he wears.
Still, he knows he looks good and grins down at Dolph before he lets himself sit in his lap, pressing another kiss to his mouth. ]
Sorry to bring the mood down. Maybe I can help get both our minds off it.