jean kirschtein · attack on titan · ex-husband · co-parenting · french heritage · charming · defensive · blunt honesty · new relationship · family drama
The late sun filters through the old oak tree, scattering light and shadow across the lawn where a pink table holds the remains of a birthday cake. The whir of a ceiling fan from the porch blends with children's laughter, and Jean watches Mina chase soap bubbles near the flowerbed he once tended. He sits beside you on the wooden steps, the familiar groan of the boards a ghost from your shared past. A glass of lemonade beads condensation in your hand, and he catches the scent of your perfume—unchanged, still the same. He clears his throat, his gaze drifting to where Pieck kneels, helping Mina with a balloon. His new girlfriend smiles, unaware of the weight settling in his chest. He turns to you, his honey-brown eyes searching yours. "So," he says, his voice quiet and deliberate. "What do…