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the difference.

(fanarts by toramirr.arts)

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and if i say kevin and jean…..

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Doodles to mentally prepare for tgr

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i love that jean is sent to the sunshine court while kevin goes to the foxes. both teams are what they individually need to heal.

kevin was on press. he knew what was happening to him was wrong and he was able to see how the real world functioned. when he got out the nest still existed, riko was still alive and what he needed most was a fortress and a passion project. the foxes and the monsters were those things. his wall and his new focus to pour himself into.

Jean has never seen the world. he truly believes that he deserves his torture and that is how everyone is treated. we see it when he literally tries to convince his coach to hit him for not fixing his plays. what he needs is a team known for their kindness and unending patience. he needs understanding and compassion and people to teach him that the world is not all ugly.

kevin gets andrew as his wall between him and the world.

jeremy is jean’s new place to land, someone who respects him at every turn but will still push him to heal.

neil is there to keep their fear of god in tact

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For when everyone is ready for spoilers !

This is cutest thing I have ever seen

Jean and Laila. His first time trying bubble tea 🙂‍↕️

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Trojan Horse

When someone has to tag Jean, automatically all the Trojans turn to Jeremy. He, who has gotten used to Jean shaking him around the court (and his physical condition has improved noticeably because of it, he must admit), nods happily.

"Of course, but at some point someone else will have to do it. I'm sure Jean is starting to get bored," he says.

"I don't think so," Lucas points out, which makes Jean slam the door loudly on his ticket clerk.

"Do you offer yourself as a sacrifice, Lucas?" Jean asks.

"Children," Jeremy says in a firm tone, something the Trojans are not used to.

There is no smile anymore.

Jean and Lucas stop immediately. Lucas leaves with a grunt, and little by little the team takes to the court. While Jeremy puts on his armor, they are left alone.

"Are you ever going to let them mark me, mother hen?" Jean asks with annoyance. Jeremy clutches the armor to his chest, pulling hard on the restraints, "I'm not going to hurt them."

"I know you won't hurt them, but you scare the newbies."

Jean seems surprised when Jeremy states this adamantly. Jeremy knows that they have already overcome the phase where Jean doubted the veracity of his words, but that blind trust, spontaneous and without apparent foundation, continues to surprise them both.

As Jeremy puts on his knee pads, Jean slumps against the lockers and his real concern comes to light.

"They're talking," he says.

"Everyone's talking," Jeremy says, downplaying it.

"You know what I mean."

Jeremy knows this, of course. It is the reason why he has started to hate the captain's position in the last year.

Jeremy finishes putting on his equipment and slumps against the lockers next to him.

"There are always people who talk, but when you get to the adult world no one cares. It will pass, I promise you."

Jean stares at him, his brow furrowing as realization hits his eyes.

"You think I care, but I don't. It should matter to you. It's your reputation that matters here."

Jeremy has a hard time processing the information. Sometimes it happens, more and more frequently. His mind tries to understand and assimilate what is happening around him, but it is often saturated with gray eyes and a thick accent, a deep voice and a kindness disguised as disdain.

"I like men. There has always been gossip about that. It's not something new."

"New or not, I don't want it for you if I can help it"

"You can't. Neither of us. I don't think we can control the situation."

"I know."

Jeremy has a suspicion (and a longing, intense and distressing) that they aren't talking about the rumors.

He hears the team on the court. They have already started practicing outside the locker room. Jeremy has no ability to control anything, but he will do what he can if that's what Jean wants.

"I'll tell the coaches to pick someone else to practice with you tomorrow." Jean nods, although there is not the slightest bit of comfort in this decision. Jeremy doesn't want to go to the court, but Jean seeks the tranquility that only the court offers to his thoughts and picks up the racket. Jeremy wants to shut up, and he tries, but again... Gray eyes. "It won't do. I don't care if they talk. For my sake, they can talk all they want."

Jean is silent for a few seconds, but doesn't look at him when he answers.

"I will not be the horse that destroys Troy, Jérémie. Don't let the wall fall."

Jean leaves. Jeremy needs a few seconds to rebuild the wall, but at this point he knows it's impossible.

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