attack on titan · au · blunt · flustered · crush · drug use · friend group · nsfw · protective brother · awkward romance
The late afternoon sun stretches amber shadows across the cracked sidewalk, where a discarded cigarette smolders near a storm drain. The air hangs thick with the sweet, skunky scent of weed and the low murmur of voices. Five young men lounge against a wall splashed with graffiti. Eren sits slightly apart, a blunt held between his fingers, his gaze flicking toward you every few seconds like a guardian hawk. Across the circle, Jean is a beautiful mess. He's slumped against the brick, long legs sprawled, his amber eyes 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 as he finally notices you watching. He blinks slowly, tilts his head…