[ oh my god. elliot, the elevator they just walked into is going to turn into some kind of spontaneous sauna because did you just cute that hard to make him blush. ]
Crescendo? [ he emphasizes with warm amusement, because elliot certainly did music pun and called him a high point. he canāt even say anything without his cheeks stinging a little, his arm beginning to squeeze him into a lock for kisses. ] I shouldāve known youād do this to me.
[ elliot no, thatās like whipping out a bazooka against his desert eagle??? how is this even possible. eren just smiles, and smiles weakly the more he gets bombarded, and once the doorās open and theyāre stepping inside (hello titan, hello), his mouth is doing that moving but nothingās coming out. ]
Iām on a . . . Highway to hell.
[ HEāS CHUCKLING AND JUST HANGING HIS HEAD, HEāS OUT OF PUNS. HEāS ONLY GOT LYRICS š ]
[ how could this happen to me, iāve made my mistakes, got nowhere to run . . . ]
It wasnāt that badā [ then after setting elliotās bag on the couch and puffing his cheeks out with determined huffs of air . . . he finally holds his hands up. ] Okay. Okay, you win.
[ heās vulnerable! ]
You can spare a guy that didnāt even know decresendos were a thing?
[Aw yaaais, victory. Elliot does a little fist pump while grinning]
Heehee, decrescendos are when you go from loud to soft.
[though Eren's only volume is loud, so it's understandable he wouldn't know that. But while Eren's arms are up, he'll step in close to wrap his arms around his waist in an embrace. He rests his head on his shoulder as he looks up with him with a playful smile]
but forget about decrescendos, even if he gives an ahh of newfound understanding, only dropping his arms to elliotās waist once heās hooked his around them, taking enough steps back to lean against the couchās arm rest. god that fist pump was cute. he looks so tormented for not being spared (no he loves it, look at his crooked smile, nose to nose) ]
I donāt think I want mercy, then. [ just no more pun bombarding ] Whatās first?
[ and the fourth wall crowd goes wild as the jaws theme plays! elliot, no!! get out of the water!! itās not safe!! eren just keeps eyes on him, innocently enough but smiling probably a little too sly the more he gets close to the nabā like a constricting snake going for the kill, he sits his weight back against the couch and picks his legs up, locking around elliotās waist. aw, look, heās being affectionate! erenās thighs are good huggers.
until he pulls his arm up and hooks it around elliotās head, falling backwards onto the couch with the most vanilla guillotine choke. there is no pulling or squeezing, safety first, but there is nuzzling and no way to get out of it. ]
[Elliot sees his doom the moment Eren picks his legs up and locks them around his waist. He knows this is not how you show affection, this is how--]
Oh no-
[But it's too late! Before he can react, there's an arm around his neck and he's falling down onto the couch. He lets out a squeak of surprise as he falls into the hold, which is thankfully not painful compared to how that one in the gif looks, holy crap]
[ this starts out funā erenās laughing and rocking his legs up, giving the smallest squeeze (this time, really of affection) as elliotās trapped head is given ruffles with his own face. erenās just a dang nuzzler, youāve been bamboozled! no escape!
except there is a moment, a split second moment where eren stops; his muscles contract, he feels a rise of heat, and before his body can react further to what he seesā he nearly throws his arms and legs off of elliot. they cut loose and free him in a fairly startled way, if his expression and sudden cold sweat is anything to go by. heās even panting a little.
that is not the kind of memory he wanted with his boyfriend in his arms. even if he didnāt do anything to hurt himā eren stil sits them both up to check him. ]
[One moment Elliot had been trying not to laugh about being getting nuzzled and held (can't give him the satisfaction), and then the next moment- well. He's suddenly cut loose, as if Eren had touched a hot stove. It leaves Elliot surprised, confused, and very concerned as he gets sat back up.]
[ his hand brushes some hair away from elliotās face, extra gentle and a little shaken, but he forces an awkward sort of smile of reassurance. he doesnāt want to worry him too much, and with a sigh, he weighs his arms over elliotās shoulders. ]
āRemembered something. [ at least heās being honest, but. just!! brushing it off like nothing is the way to go?? honestly, heās lucky he didnāt try and. snap his neck off for real. christ. ] Promise I wonāt do it again, okay?
[ itās a dangerous move, and one slip down the rabbit hole can have him relive it. dangerously. thereās a part of him that goes āaw!ā because, these were fun, but. maybe not the guillotine. ]
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Haha, oh right.
I said "Eren Jaeger is the pinnacle of boyfriends. My heart crescendos just thinking about him".
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Crescendo? [ he emphasizes with warm amusement, because elliot certainly did music pun and called him a high point. he canāt even say anything without his cheeks stinging a little, his arm beginning to squeeze him into a lock for kisses. ] I shouldāve known youād do this to me.
[ look at the mess heās in
the true monster is you ]
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Hehe, yep! Of course I could never resist a music pun.
[He'll accept his monstrous nature]
Want me to come up with more?
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Think I can keep up with you?
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Are you challenging me to a pun-off?
[EREN WHAT ARE YOU DOING]
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Look . . . I get if you think itās too hard to Handel.
[ but heās got spunk to try anyway. his boyfriend loves these. ]
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I don't think that. I just worry about you dealing with the re-percussions of losing so badly.
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Then, I . . . Might . . . Cause some treble for you.
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You donāt even . . . [ no, wait, that doesn't work. backpedal! ] Shouldāve known Iād be up against aā maestro?
[ HE STILL IN ]
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Hehe, what a sad note. I should've known you weren't on my scale. We can have the finale and end it now, unless you want to chime in another try?
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[ elliot no, thatās like whipping out a bazooka against his desert eagle??? how is this even possible. eren just smiles, and smiles weakly the more he gets bombarded, and once the doorās open and theyāre stepping inside (hello titan, hello), his mouth is doing that moving but nothingās coming out. ]
Iām on a . . . Highway to hell.
[ HEāS CHUCKLING AND JUST HANGING HIS HEAD, HEāS OUT OF PUNS. HEāS ONLY GOT LYRICS š ]
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he laughs]
Okay, now you're cheating. The Maestro line was bad enough, but song lyrics just fall flat.
Admit your decresendo into defeat, Jaeger.
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It wasnāt that badā [ then after setting elliotās bag on the couch and puffing his cheeks out with determined huffs of air . . . he finally holds his hands up. ] Okay. Okay, you win.
[ heās vulnerable! ]
You can spare a guy that didnāt even know decresendos were a thing?
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Heehee, decrescendos are when you go from loud to soft.
[though Eren's only volume is loud, so it's understandable he wouldn't know that. But while Eren's arms are up, he'll step in close to wrap his arms around his waist in an embrace. He rests his head on his shoulder as he looks up with him with a playful smile]
Sorry, can't spare you. Not when you're my prize.
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but forget about decrescendos, even if he gives an ahh of newfound understanding, only dropping his arms to elliotās waist once heās hooked his around them, taking enough steps back to lean against the couchās arm rest. god that fist pump was cute. he looks so tormented for not being spared (no he loves it, look at his crooked smile, nose to nose) ]
I donāt think I want mercy, then. [ just no more pun bombarding ] Whatās first?
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Haha, that depends. When is the pizza getting here?
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Few more minutes, maybe?
[ all eren needs to plot his victory, trying to pull elliot a little more into him and the lean back. itās a trap. be smarter than his thighs. ]
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Few minutes? Hm, okay..let's see...
[He did not plan this out, so he has to think- leaving him wide open]
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until he pulls his arm up and hooks it around elliotās head, falling backwards onto the couch with the most vanilla guillotine choke. there is no pulling or squeezing, safety first, but there is nuzzling and no way to get out of it. ]
Timeās up!
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Oh no-
[But it's too late! Before he can react, there's an arm around his neck and he's falling down onto the couch. He lets out a squeak of surprise as he falls into the hold, which is thankfully not painful compared to how that one in the gif looks, holy crap]
H-Hey!
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except there is a moment, a split second moment where eren stops; his muscles contract, he feels a rise of heat, and before his body can react further to what he seesā he nearly throws his arms and legs off of elliot. they cut loose and free him in a fairly startled way, if his expression and sudden cold sweat is anything to go by. heās even panting a little.
that is not the kind of memory he wanted with his boyfriend in his arms. even if he didnāt do anything to hurt himā eren stil sits them both up to check him. ]
Youāre okay?
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I-I'm fine. What is it?
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āRemembered something. [ at least heās being honest, but. just!! brushing it off like nothing is the way to go?? honestly, heās lucky he didnāt try and. snap his neck off for real. christ. ] Promise I wonāt do it again, okay?
[ itās a dangerous move, and one slip down the rabbit hole can have him relive it. dangerously. thereās a part of him that goes āaw!ā because, these were fun, but. maybe not the guillotine. ]
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You mean from the hold...? [Yeah, he's still looking concerned here. He'll reach out to touch Eren's knee reassuringly] Are you okay?
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