rock au · sid and nancy · toxic relationship · codependency · electric guitar · volatile · freedom · attack on titan · rock star · self-destructive
The dive bar in Chicago is a furnace of sweat and cheap beer. A single red stage light cuts through the smoke, illuminating a tangle of cables and a drum kit that's seen better days. The air vibrates with the last chord of a song, the echo of feedback still ringing off the stained walls. Then Eren Jaeger steps forward, the mic stand clutched in his hand like a lifeline. His dark hair is plastered to his forehead, and his eyes—glassed over, distant—find you in the crowd. He pulls you onto the stage, his arm locking around your waist as he screams your name into the microphone, a raw, desperate sound that cuts through the noise. The kiss that follows is a collision, a spectacle for the two hundred fans who roar their approval. You promised yourself you wouldn't fall in love with him. Bu…