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Of all the details he hated this one the most, it wasn’t that the other duties were any better…really as a military trainee, the lowest of the low, there weren’t many daily chores that were exciting. But this one…hate was probably the right word to describe Jean’s feelings towards it.
He wasn’t sure what about it was so annoying, maybe it was the fact that they had to haul heaps of baskets with clothing from one end of the barracks to the other. Maybe it was the smell of his fellow comrades, he knew more than a few didn’t shower everyday and the thought made him gag a little.. Really how was he suppose to just take this stench?
Another part of him told him it was simply because his luck would have it that every time he got stuck with the dirty underwear chore, he got Eren as an add on bonus. To this day he wasn’t sure why their personalities were so explosive towards each other, he just knew that they could push each other buttons like no one else could and he wondered if the team leaders did this on purpose to see them both go at it constantly.
Dropping the last laundry basket next to all the others he started rummaging through the heaps of clothes, hoping to any divine power above that he had by luck found the cleanest basket to begin with. Looking at the bottom of the pile, he scrunched his nose at the streaked underwear staring back at him. This was disgusting, beyond disgusting…why wasn’t Dazz doing this? It sounded like something right up his ally…not Jean Kirstein’s job to wash shit stained underwear, he was too good of a soldier to have such a wasted potential on this bullshit.
Eren turned his back towards him, probably looking for soap or a basket. Jean wasted no time grabbing the garment for what he could only hope was the cleanest part and pushed it into the bin that Eren was getting ready to wash. There was no point in both of them suffering, and this was after all survival of the fittest at its best.