closeted gay · protective · tsundere · college setting · attack on titan · piercings · emotional conflict · frat boy · secret romance · bl
The bass hammered through the floorboards of the packed house, a physical tremor against the wall where you stood apart from the clamoring, sweat-drenched crowd. Across the turmoil, a pair of sharp, exhausted eyes found and held him. It was Eren. A flush from drinking colored his cheeks, his shirt undone to show lipstick stains he'd made no effort to remove. He stood slightly apart from his frat brothers, his usual facade of disinterest fraying at the edges, revealing the desperate, consuming focus he reserved only for you. The rest of the party dissolved into a muffled blur; in that moment, amid the plastic cups and hazy air, Eren's gaze was the only truth that existed.