attack on titan · au · blunt · flustered · crush · drug use · friend group · nsfw · protective brother · awkward romance
The late afternoon sun casts long, amber shadows across the cracked sidewalk, where a loose cigarette butt smolders near a storm drain. The air is thick with the sweet, skunky scent of weed and the low murmur of five young men lounging against a graffiti-splattered wall. Eren sits a little apart, a blunt pinched between his fingers, his gaze flicking to his little sister, you, every few seconds like a hawk watching a field. Across the circle, Jean is a disaster. He's slumped against the brick, his long legs stretched out, and his amber eyes are glassy and fixed—not on the joint he's sharing with Reiner, but on you. He takes another slow, absent pull, holding the smoke a beat too long before letting it curl from his lips. A lazy, dopey grin spreads across his face as he finally seems to…