[ 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. ]
[ why does his reassurance never work (because theyāre lies)! but eren wets his lips, wants to say something . . . then shakes his head, trying to flex his fingers to get that jitteriness off of him. ]
Iāll be fine. It was a . . . Live or die situation. [ at least he thinks so? why else would he want to rip a head off. ] So I was, [ he makes a small gesture of the choke again. ] trying to break him.
[ literally. ]
And Iām not doing any sort of thing like that with you again.
[Because they're lies and Elliot knows Eren better than that. Elliot is quiet at the explanation, looking at him with worried and sad eyes. It's so worrying that the other Eren was in a situation like that, that Eren keeps getting memories like this. Some of Elliot's were worrying or downright scary, but Eren's always seemed so awful. And you know, hearing that these memories could've led to his neck getting broken is only a LITTLE worrying. How could it not be?
After a brief moment passes, Elliot will shift to get closer to Eren and wrap his own arms around Eren's neck, pulling him into a hug. To show that he's not afraid of Eren breaking him. Eren wouldn't, even with these memories.]
Then I'll hold you instead, okay?
[The chances of him getting a memory like that? Is pretty laughable. ]
I'm proud of you. You didn't let the memory get the better of you.
[ elliot can probably feel the tension on erenās shoulders once his arms hitch around his neck. itās not long before erenās throat seeks his shoulder, fitting the curve just under his chin and to his neck against him with a quiet sigh through nostrils. elliot is easily, and by a landslide, unbelievable. arms seek him out too, a little cautious if the hesitant, few second hover says anything, but they build up some guts to show reserved (but clearly obvious) gratitude. he wouldnāt blame him if he was worried, and maybe he didnāt have to be so honestā
but god is he just really glad to have elliot still here in his arms willingly. if he were anyone else, itād probably scare them off by now. even with that prideful comment, eren isnāt sure he feels . . . proud of himself. ]
I made a promise.
[ and heās keeping to it as long as heās consciously aware of himself and his surroundings. ]
. . . Iām just glad that youāre still here. Anyone else wouldāve freaked out.
[ because as strong as he wasā the more he got these, the more his stomach flips with unease. only elliot would ever see eren tightening his embrace into a true hug, face to the crook of his neck and quietly thoughtful. ]
[He can feel that tension, and he notices that hesistation. It doesn't surprise him. Eren's always been so critical of himself. And the mere notion he could accidentally hurt Elliot? With how protective he was of him, of course he was shaken up.]
Of course I'm still here. [That was never a question.] And I'm not afraid of you either. You're not gonna hurt me.
[ eren breathes out an apprehensive sigh, but in the end heās smiling with some unspoken relief. for both not being afraid and for believing that he wouldnāt hurt him, never consciously and neither would he unconsciously. right. heās got control over this. over all of this. this was why he wouldnāt let himself get carried away, and he way going to get even better.
right as he pulls himself away from the hug, mouth parted to say something, his apartment bell rings. pizzaās here. ]
[Wow Pizza guy, you have the worst timing. He was looking at Eren, waiting to hear what he was going to say, when the door buzzer distracts him. Oh. That's right. He forgot]
[ you couldāve run a little late there, pizza guy. but it happens, and on one hand eren feels a bit of relief for the few moments he has to try and relax. looking all tense the way he was now wouldnāt do good for a night meant for the opposite, right?
so heāll go to the door and get the pizza boxes in one hand, the extra 2 liter soda in the other, balancing everything and taking it to . . . the sofa. because heās a barbarian and wants to eat where his mom told him not to all his life. plus, itās comfy here. with paper plates and plastic cups included, he sets things up on the living room table and pulls it toward them so they wonāt have to reach for anything. convenience!
plus, heās getting as comfy as possibly, slipping his shoes off, crossing his legs up on top of the cushions and facing elliot. thatās when he puts a hand on his leg to get his attention. ]
You know whatās one of the best things you gave me?
[As Eren handles the pizza, Elliot will continue sitting on the couch, pulling up his feet so they don't get in the way of the table. He's completely on board with eating where you're not supposed to eat- delivery pizzas are MADE to be eaten out of the box on the couch. That's just the rule.
He's about to grab a slice when Eren puts a hand on his leg. He'll look over at him]
Aha, an introduction to the glory that is pineapple and ham pizza?
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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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Iāll be fine. It was a . . . Live or die situation. [ at least he thinks so? why else would he want to rip a head off. ] So I was, [ he makes a small gesture of the choke again. ] trying to break him.
[ literally. ]
And Iām not doing any sort of thing like that with you again.
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After a brief moment passes, Elliot will shift to get closer to Eren and wrap his own arms around Eren's neck, pulling him into a hug. To show that he's not afraid of Eren breaking him. Eren wouldn't, even with these memories.]
Then I'll hold you instead, okay?
[The chances of him getting a memory like that? Is pretty laughable. ]
I'm proud of you. You didn't let the memory get the better of you.
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but god is he just really glad to have elliot still here in his arms willingly. if he were anyone else, itād probably scare them off by now. even with that prideful comment, eren isnāt sure he feels . . . proud of himself. ]
I made a promise.
[ and heās keeping to it as long as heās consciously aware of himself and his surroundings. ]
. . . Iām just glad that youāre still here. Anyone else wouldāve freaked out.
[ because as strong as he wasā the more he got these, the more his stomach flips with unease. only elliot would ever see eren tightening his embrace into a true hug, face to the crook of his neck and quietly thoughtful. ]
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Of course I'm still here. [That was never a question.] And I'm not afraid of you either. You're not gonna hurt me.
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right as he pulls himself away from the hug, mouth parted to say something, his apartment bell rings. pizzaās here. ]
āHope youāre still hungry.
[ heāll say it later. ]
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Oh! Yeah! Sure am.
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so heāll go to the door and get the pizza boxes in one hand, the extra 2 liter soda in the other, balancing everything and taking it to . . . the sofa. because heās a barbarian and wants to eat where his mom told him not to all his life. plus, itās comfy here. with paper plates and plastic cups included, he sets things up on the living room table and pulls it toward them so they wonāt have to reach for anything. convenience!
plus, heās getting as comfy as possibly, slipping his shoes off, crossing his legs up on top of the cushions and facing elliot. thatās when he puts a hand on his leg to get his attention. ]
You know whatās one of the best things you gave me?
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He's about to grab a slice when Eren puts a hand on his leg. He'll look over at him]
Aha, an introduction to the glory that is pineapple and ham pizza?
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