[ sweet summer child, eren hasn’t run off yet! he could’ve! but there he is, crawling around elliot and rubbing, rubbing, bumping him— like some weird cat. he could smell your nerves and there is only one answer here.
he was not meaning to judge him, only derail him. ]
I liked that part.
[ truth be told, eren finds himself more in need of being around others than alone— it’s just nights like these that he isolates like any animal would. he was vulnerable and testy and honestly he’d fuck. he’d fuck a lot.
but his words leave a hanger that almost asks: what else did you prepare?, and that intensifies when eren almost slithers above his height and stares, curiosity, restlessness, everything in a single dilated package of eyes (just no more princesses) ]
no subject
he was not meaning to judge him, only derail him. ]
I liked that part.
[ truth be told, eren finds himself more in need of being around others than alone— it’s just nights like these that he isolates like any animal would. he was vulnerable and testy and honestly he’d fuck. he’d fuck a lot.
but his words leave a hanger that almost asks: what else did you prepare?, and that intensifies when eren almost slithers above his height and stares, curiosity, restlessness, everything in a single dilated package of eyes (just no more princesses) ]