[ not if you start the countdown from the minute he’s met them!!!! everything he touches dies!!! or gets eaten!!! either or not by his hand but that is another story.
but, wow, more wizardry. eren stares wide eyed as elliot eats, only afterwards truly taking a nibble out of it.
it— actually is good, better than anything he’s eaten. salt was expensive, they didn’t have much to give taste to their food, and meat. meat was a treasure only higher ups got. he’s actually bewildered, again, staring down his nibbled roll before nearly wolfing down the whole thing in a snap. ]
Food’s that easy here–? Meat, and— they’re just giving it away?
[Hah. But as Eren says that, Elliot's eyes widen and light up. That's right. If he has no memories, he doesn't remember being loaded. Or all his sneaky methods to pay for their dates. This means-
Elliot could pay for once. He could be the one to spoil his boyfriend.
He looks around the street, to see what other stores were around. About half a block away, there was an ice cream shop. Oh oh. There's no way Eren's other life had ice cream. He was going to rock his world.
Immediately he pulls out his own wallet and the cash he'd need for the meat rolls, talking to the merchant]
Two please! [He looks up at Eren and beams] Heehee, don't worry - it's on me! We can eat them once we find your car. And on the way, there's something else I want you to try.
while usurper, on the other hand, looks at elliot like he’s grown an extra head. to be honest, he didn’t even buy things for himself or his family in the past, not even in the market. as a soldier, he was given counted rations as a right. ]
W-wait, you don’t—
[ then there’s this guy that just goes off and gets two meat rolls and something extra . . . ???? ]
Even if you’re rich, you don’t have to— you don’t have to do this, seriously!
[ HE’s MEGA FLUSTERED RIGHT NOW!! STOP THIS MADNESS, CUTE STRANGER MESSING WITH HIS HEART ]
[Oh no he thinks he's rich. That's absolutely adorable but he is not gonna correct him on it right now. He's just smiling so much as he pays for the rolls and they hand him a bag of food]
Hehe, but I want to.
[the transaction complete, he'll reach for Eren's hand, intent on tugging him along to the ice cream place]
Don't worry about it, okay? I got more than enough money to cover this.
how does he even— react!! beyond loosely letting his hand being taken and holding onto the food bag, usurper is. have i said he’s shook? because he’s shook. words roll around his tongue and fail to come out. he’s suddenly getting . . . spoiled? spoiled. ]
Elliot leads him over to the ice cream shop. He has to take him inside, which the place is notably a different temperature than outside. Oh the wonders of modern air conditioners. There's glass counters with numerous tubs full of different flavored ice creams. There's even a topping's bar for anyone who wants to add more to their ice cream]
Ice cream! It's a popular treat, and something I'm guessing you don't remember having.
wh— okay, it’s chilly in here? and colors are of course, the first things that get usurper’s attention. the smell was . . . a little sweet, but different, looking at the bulks of machinery behind the counter. usurper shakes his head slowly, with questioning brows quirked all the ways possible for question as his eyes sweep over the buckets of treats. so many cold things in one isolated place? ]
[Elliot gives a little giggle at his reaction. Aw yes, this is what he was hoping for]
No, it's not. It's a dessert they make cold, usually out of a milk and other dairies.
[He'll bring him up to the counter, so he can get a better view of all of it. There's so much to choose from. But luckily, Elliot knew what kind of ice creams Eren liked, so Usurper won't have to deal with that gamble.
As soon as the shop attendant notices, Elliot will smile and start ordering. He orders two cones: a strawberry ice cream for himself, and a type that he knows Eren likes. While the attendant grabs the cones and start scooping up the ice cream, he'll explain to Upsurper:]
The cones are edible too, you eat them at the end. And you'll want to eat the ice cream at a good pace because it'll melt, but not too quick because it might give you brain freeze. So...lick it instead of trying to swallow it whole.
how many cows are in actual existence to make dairy products!!!! his questions pop up one after another as he gets served, all never truly being made known and only piling up while he stares at the cones being made— usurper gets handed a double chocolate cone. he wants to bite at it and gets stopped just as he tries to do so, pulling back to give elliot his attention, quirked brows and . . .
and a thoughtful, almost faraway glance. he almost forgets to talk, but when he does close his mouth and swallow. ]
—Thanks. [ his ears go red, bright as lights, awkwardly pressing his lips to creamy goodness. ] But we should probably get go— [ mm.
usurper keeps the taste of chocolate— something unbelievably good, colorful and foreign to his taste buds— as he watches elliot. his eyes then go from elliot to the ice cream, then to the counter, then to the people coming in, then the people walking outside. they’re all . . . lively, and most are smiling. he’s not sure to what extent this was all a dream too perfect to be real. there were no walls, no apparent hardships or suffering, not a pinch of war-like aftermath.
it was all really, really peaceful. after a stretch of silence, usurper finally speaks up thoughtfully; it’s not so much detached as it is . . . longing. ]
[Just seeing his reaction to everything made this whole side-stop worth it. He knew he'd be getting his memories back soon, but he still wanted to show that there were wonderful things in this life. It wasn't just buses nearly hitting them or people acting like he was crazy.]
It is. I moved here from another city and... I really like it here.
[He'll pocket a few napkins before taking Eren's free hand and leading him back out of the store.]
[ oooKOKAY, THIS IS HAPPENING. HE, EREN JAEGER, IS BEING COURTED. ]
I— [ that’s the one time he can’t, like, think it’s something else. like they’re friends! but they are apparently not friends!!! it can’t just fly over his head and he can’t ignore it, he can’t even bring himself to pull his hand away from the hold. it’s— nice, to say the least, and his entire face is flaring because he can feel the tingle on his cheeks making them go numb. ]
Thanks.
[ he manages to say, his voice cracking, cracking, elliot. you made his voice crack and make him look ten thousand times shyer. they’re probably walking for a while in silence, but soon: ]
Elliot had been walking in silence with him, eating his ice cream. But when Eren asks that-- he can't help it. He breaks into a fight of giggles. Not mean spirited ones. Just crap, that's really cute and ridiculous at the same time
He's still smiling as he answers, the affection and warmth reaching his eyes too.]
[ then things were strong. things were important. no version of him would go around kissing just about anyone, and!!! he doesn’t know what you culturally do here and what’s acceptable, okay!!! the entire city was marveling and wonderful, but— how could he not hold some kind of interest to the person that claims he’s his boyfriend? and how could he not believe it when he sees (senses) the honesty in it–?
it’s something important. it deserves attention and it’s taken his curiosity. as well as some of his tummy tumbles and jitters. ]
[It makes him happy to see Eren accept his answer. This is going better than he thought it would. He had been worried an Eren without memories might just reject him out of hand, but...guess he should've thought better of him. ]
I'm a musician- or at least I'm working towards being one. I can only do it part-time right now.
[ musician . . . sounded nice. and the whole twist of conversation and ice cream has eren easing up a little from the tenseness around the shoulders, even though his cheeks just don’t give him a break— you know?? ]
[ laughably and ironically— eren looks almost disappointed? or just slightly confused, taking things rather literally . . . no filters when he finishes his ice cream cone with a swallow and a curt: ]
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but, wow, more wizardry. eren stares wide eyed as elliot eats, only afterwards truly taking a nibble out of it.
it— actually is good, better than anything he’s eaten. salt was expensive, they didn’t have much to give taste to their food, and meat. meat was a treasure only higher ups got. he’s actually bewildered, again, staring down his nibbled roll before nearly wolfing down the whole thing in a snap. ]
Food’s that easy here–? Meat, and— they’re just giving it away?
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He gives a light little laugh at his reaction]
Yeah, we're pretty lucky in that way. Though- they don't give away a lot a meat. Just a little to make you want to buy more. Did you like it?
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[ LITERALLY anything is better than potaoes and bread. ]
I don’t have that kind of money, though.
[ implying that meat is expensive and he, not eren jaeger, wasn’t loaded. hah. ]
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Elliot could pay for once. He could be the one to spoil his boyfriend.
He looks around the street, to see what other stores were around. About half a block away, there was an ice cream shop. Oh oh. There's no way Eren's other life had ice cream. He was going to rock his world.
Immediately he pulls out his own wallet and the cash he'd need for the meat rolls, talking to the merchant]
Two please! [He looks up at Eren and beams] Heehee, don't worry - it's on me! We can eat them once we find your car. And on the way, there's something else I want you to try.
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while usurper, on the other hand, looks at elliot like he’s grown an extra head. to be honest, he didn’t even buy things for himself or his family in the past, not even in the market. as a soldier, he was given counted rations as a right. ]
W-wait, you don’t—
[ then there’s this guy that just goes off and gets two meat rolls and something extra . . . ???? ]
Even if you’re rich, you don’t have to— you don’t have to do this, seriously!
[ HE’s MEGA FLUSTERED RIGHT NOW!! STOP THIS MADNESS, CUTE STRANGER MESSING WITH HIS HEART ]
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Hehe, but I want to.
[the transaction complete, he'll reach for Eren's hand, intent on tugging him along to the ice cream place]
Don't worry about it, okay? I got more than enough money to cover this.
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how does he even— react!! beyond loosely letting his hand being taken and holding onto the food bag, usurper is. have i said he’s shook? because he’s shook. words roll around his tongue and fail to come out. he’s suddenly getting . . . spoiled? spoiled. ]
What else is there?
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Elliot leads him over to the ice cream shop. He has to take him inside, which the place is notably a different temperature than outside. Oh the wonders of modern air conditioners. There's glass counters with numerous tubs full of different flavored ice creams. There's even a topping's bar for anyone who wants to add more to their ice cream]
Ice cream! It's a popular treat, and something I'm guessing you don't remember having.
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wh— okay, it’s chilly in here? and colors are of course, the first things that get usurper’s attention. the smell was . . . a little sweet, but different, looking at the bulks of machinery behind the counter. usurper shakes his head slowly, with questioning brows quirked all the ways possible for question as his eyes sweep over the buckets of treats. so many cold things in one isolated place? ]
Are these from the lands of ice ground?
[ ARE THEY ]
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No, it's not. It's a dessert they make cold, usually out of a milk and other dairies.
[He'll bring him up to the counter, so he can get a better view of all of it. There's so much to choose from. But luckily, Elliot knew what kind of ice creams Eren liked, so Usurper won't have to deal with that gamble.
As soon as the shop attendant notices, Elliot will smile and start ordering. He orders two cones: a strawberry ice cream for himself, and a type that he knows Eren likes. While the attendant grabs the cones and start scooping up the ice cream, he'll explain to Upsurper:]
The cones are edible too, you eat them at the end. And you'll want to eat the ice cream at a good pace because it'll melt, but not too quick because it might give you brain freeze. So...lick it instead of trying to swallow it whole.
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how many cows are in actual existence to make dairy products!!!! his questions pop up one after another as he gets served, all never truly being made known and only piling up while he stares at the cones being made— usurper gets handed a double chocolate cone. he wants to bite at it and gets stopped just as he tries to do so, pulling back to give elliot his attention, quirked brows and . . .
and a thoughtful, almost faraway glance. he almost forgets to talk, but when he does close his mouth and swallow. ]
—Thanks. [ his ears go red, bright as lights, awkwardly pressing his lips to creamy goodness. ] But we should probably get go— [ mm.
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mM 👀 ]
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Like it?
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usurper keeps the taste of chocolate— something unbelievably good, colorful and foreign to his taste buds— as he watches elliot. his eyes then go from elliot to the ice cream, then to the counter, then to the people coming in, then the people walking outside. they’re all . . . lively, and most are smiling. he’s not sure to what extent this was all a dream too perfect to be real. there were no walls, no apparent hardships or suffering, not a pinch of war-like aftermath.
it was all really, really peaceful. after a stretch of silence, usurper finally speaks up thoughtfully; it’s not so much detached as it is . . . longing. ]
It must be nice here.
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It is. I moved here from another city and... I really like it here.
[He'll pocket a few napkins before taking Eren's free hand and leading him back out of the store.]
Though you're my favorite part of it.
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I— [ that’s the one time he can’t, like, think it’s something else. like they’re friends! but they are apparently not friends!!! it can’t just fly over his head and he can’t ignore it, he can’t even bring himself to pull his hand away from the hold. it’s— nice, to say the least, and his entire face is flaring because he can feel the tingle on his cheeks making them go numb. ]
Thanks.
[ he manages to say, his voice cracking, cracking, elliot. you made his voice crack and make him look ten thousand times shyer. they’re probably walking for a while in silence, but soon: ]
Did we kiss yet?
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Elliot had been walking in silence with him, eating his ice cream. But when Eren asks that-- he can't help it. He breaks into a fight of giggles. Not mean spirited ones. Just crap, that's really cute and ridiculous at the same time
He's still smiling as he answers, the affection and warmth reaching his eyes too.]
Yeah, we've kissed.
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it’s something important. it deserves attention and it’s taken his curiosity. as well as some of his tummy tumbles and jitters. ]
What do you do?
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I'm a musician- or at least I'm working towards being one. I can only do it part-time right now.
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How come? You work?
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Well I do cook for extra money, but I'm going to school.
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skool.
skool . . . ]
But you don’t look like military.
[ BECAUSE THAT’S THE ONLY SCHOOL THAT EXISTS. ]
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Eheh, thanks for noticing. [He'll hold back on mentioning his family-- Eren will remember that soon enough]
I'm at school to study music. We have lots of different reasons to go to school here.
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What do I do?
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[how to explain]
You're in the military. With the air force? The branch that works with flying machines.
You joined because you wanted to fly.
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That’s a shitty reason to join the military.
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