[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?
I can’t reject that either. [ he’s forever grateful that he has a boyfriend that approves of his barbaric tendencies. but that makes him smile. everything about elliot made him smile, and he’s got to admit: pineapple and ham pizza is glory just by the steaming smell as they open the boxes.
he’s a little— sheepish looking right now, if only he hopes it doesn’t sound too corny what he wanted to say earlier. ]
. . . But it’s your trust. [ he gives elliot’s leg an affectionate clap before pouring them some soda. ] Makes me feel like I could get through anything.
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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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he’s a little— sheepish looking right now, if only he hopes it doesn’t sound too corny what he wanted to say earlier. ]
. . . But it’s your trust. [ he gives elliot’s leg an affectionate clap before pouring them some soda. ] Makes me feel like I could get through anything.
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Awww.
That trust came from you first though.
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It was mutual.
[ cheers! now eren’s going to do the one thing his father hated: slapping two pizzas on top of each other and eating it. his house his rules!!! ]
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Haha, alright.
[EVEN IF HE THINKS HE'S RIGHT. Oh well. He'll just start eating one slice at a time because he is not a heathen like his lover]