[There’s a simple thumbs up sent in reply. A coffee shop. Not exactly fitting for them, but that’s all in the past now.
[The last time he was alone with Jean, well…that’s what started this whole thing.
[Eren makes no show of dressing up, which he might have if it were a bar or a strip club. He used to like to look good, especially if he knew he’d be seeing Jean. As it is, he’s a new father of a one month old and running on very little sleep - so, jeans and a baggy hoodie it is, hair pulled up in a messy bun.
[Jean’s already there when he walks in. Will laying eyes on him never cease to take Eren’s breath away?
[Rather unceremoniously, he slides into the seat across from him.]
Hey…
[Jean, Jean, Jean Kirstein, feet away from him. He wants nothing more than to be wrapped up in his arms. Instead he stares at the table with a frown, knuckles tapping idly on the surface.]
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[The last time he was alone with Jean, well…that’s what started this whole thing.
[Eren makes no show of dressing up, which he might have if it were a bar or a strip club. He used to like to look good, especially if he knew he’d be seeing Jean. As it is, he’s a new father of a one month old and running on very little sleep - so, jeans and a baggy hoodie it is, hair pulled up in a messy bun.
[Jean’s already there when he walks in. Will laying eyes on him never cease to take Eren’s breath away?
[Rather unceremoniously, he slides into the seat across from him.]
Hey…
[Jean, Jean, Jean Kirstein, feet away from him. He wants nothing more than to be wrapped up in his arms. Instead he stares at the table with a frown, knuckles tapping idly on the surface.]
You already know what I’m here for, I guess.