[ well! damn!! there's no point in saying how he should've been just a little bit more persitent to have gotten that result, but— it's alright. eren's smiling ridiculously wide either way, shifting his leg to the touch and putting his hand over his. ]
I'm glad I don't have to say I should've.
[ the car slows down as they near a curve and continue on their way to the special spot, just in time to catch the sky turning orange, pink and purple from the blue. it's pixels but, there's still a certain beauty to it at least. ]
[Well that's a dramatic way to put it, what with that timing too. Elliot glances at the sunset, before he looks over at Eren. Even in pixels, the sun looks beautiful on him]
but then it also hits him that that was mildly (read: blatantly) syrupy. eren can feel the sweat building up by his cheeks and temples, feeling his face heat up and come on freddy you’re not helping (although he might raise the volume just a little to help distract elliot with some classics). ]
I— [ dark eren: marry me ] I’m just extra mushy today. [ also dark eren: NO!!!!! ]
[Oh sure, he'll glance at the radio quick. It helps stop him form noticing Eren face heat up. But it's only for a moment, before he looks back and gives a little smile]
Aha, well I guess it is our anniversary...so that's okay.
[ thank you, freddy. and thank you, composed light eren. real time eren can only huff and some falling strands of hair sticking to his face that, yes, is a masked exhale of relief. his eyes dart back at forth at his smile before looking ahead. he'll get nervous all over again, squeaky laughing under his breath and everything. he is not good at lying.
and hey, they're here! the greatest spot to stargaze and snuggle up. eren parks the car and opens his mouth, falls silent and snaps it back shut. ]
maybe the best option was to have said that he was super sick or something and couldn’t go out until the pixels were gone because his— his pixel allergies!! we’re totally acting up!! lord. ]
I meant— you were, are, great, and it’s—
[ he gestures outside. this was a mistake. butterfly doors, please open and fall on him (but now they just open). ]
I told you I was . . . [ nervous, and anxious, but not for the reason given, and he’s more than just embarrassed right now, rubbing his face before hands drag down his cheeks, and he smiles, taking elliot’s hand with both of his. ] Let’s go outside?
[ let him help you with that— letting elliot’s hands slip through his fingers so they can actually get out the right way. eren reaches into the back seat for the simple bag. there’s nothing about it that looks like a present, or the gifts eren usually gives to elliot.
to be honest, this one looks a little lackluster compared to others! in eren’s eyes, at least. it wasn’t what he had planned and a choice completely rushed, but it’d had to do, just as any distraction would. eren steps over toward the car’s hood and slips into sitting on it. ]
We can stay as long as we want this time, too. [ eren gestures for him to come over, holding the bag into his lap. ] I got something for you.
[Staying as long as they wanted...that sounded wonderful to Elliot.
Even if it looks lackluster in Eren's eyes, Elliot's eyes still light up when he sees it. He smiles warmly, not surprised that of course Eren would have some surprise gift. Eren was a big planner, and anniversaries were something worth noting]
eren holds the paper bag to him on his lap and waiting for elliot’s hands to take the hoops. eren’s other arm is settling over his boyfriend’s opposite shoulder and arm, giving it an admiring squeeze and keeping his lips pressed to elliot’s temple. a warm kiss for a warm moment.
opening the little bag and shifting through some of the gift wrapping paper, it’s—
but yes, the weird thing is that it’s actually one of eren’s displayed models. it was that rushed of a gift. he is sorry he couldn’t even build one just for elliot, but he presents his own lego baby with love. ]
He opens the gift and.....stares at it. Okay so...it's a mech? He thinks he's seen it around Eren's apartment. But....why would he be giving this....
Did it have some secret meaning? He turns the robot around in his arms, trying to get some context because WHO GIVES A LEGO ROBOT FOR AN ANNIVESARY GIFT. But he's doing his best to keep a smile up, even if it's clearly very confused!!!]
because eren is turning shades of color very fast. from pink, to cherry, to purple, he’s turning eggplant purple and it’s really hot all of a sudden like, you can cook an egg on his forehead, he’s sweating for real now, he’s cornered, he can feel it, this is the last time he ever trusts akira ]
It’s, Coyote Tango . . . And it— takes . . .
[ he wants to throw up, but instead he just smiles awkwardly and stupidly and, gestures
that he can’t speak. he is, in fact, shaking. look at those fingers. like damn!!!. ]
[ he knows he can’t keep him waiting in all this confusion and dark him is still saying PROPOSE YOU FOOL, but this is the sort of situation where eren would almost rather say “its cocaine” instead of admitting what all that white powder on his pants are and where exactly the powdered donuts went.
This is not how he expected the anniversary to go. I mean, it's not TERRIBLE. Eren's not breaking up with him or revealing he's been cheating on him or that he's dying again. But....
[ yes good don’t question it. eren smiles, face burning but laughing nervously under his breath any way.
he just prays that this doesn’t permanently scar elliot into thinking something is very, very wrong with eren. at least afterwards, he’ll always when eren is trying to hide something. read: he can’t hide it, because eren jaeger doesn’t just try.
eren jaeger tries too god damn much. ]
Of— [ a song? a song, oh my god. eren’s face lights up and ecstatically, he begins to gesture, only because the thick swallow he gives is caught in his throat. ] Of course, I, wow— [ ahem!! ] Please. You don’t, you don’t even need to ask—
[ please help him forget about his shitty present ]
[Oh don't worry Eren, there will be consequences from all this. You know this.
But for now, Elliot is going to try his best to salvage what he can, even if Eren is being...completely weird. He gives a smile and nod before he moves to get his violin: his truest love.
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I'm glad I don't have to say I should've.
[ the car slows down as they near a curve and continue on their way to the special spot, just in time to catch the sky turning orange, pink and purple from the blue. it's pixels but, there's still a certain beauty to it at least. ]
And I don't ever plan on it with you.
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Hm?
Why do you say that?
[SOMETHING ON YOUR MIND??]
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but then it also hits him that that was mildly (read: blatantly) syrupy. eren can feel the sweat building up by his cheeks and temples, feeling his face heat up and come on freddy you’re not helping (although he might raise the volume just a little to help distract elliot with some classics). ]
I— [ dark eren: marry me ] I’m just extra mushy today. [ also dark eren: NO!!!!! ]
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Aha, well I guess it is our anniversary...so that's okay.
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and hey, they're here! the greatest spot to stargaze and snuggle up. eren parks the car and opens his mouth, falls silent and snaps it back shut. ]
You look nice out.
[ it's nice out, you look nice, oh my god
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Haha...um, thank you? I think?
You look nice out too...?
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maybe the best option was to have said that he was super sick or something and couldn’t go out until the pixels were gone because his— his pixel allergies!! we’re totally acting up!! lord. ]
I meant— you were, are, great, and it’s—
[ he gestures outside. this was a mistake. butterfly doors, please open and fall on him (but now they just open). ]
I told you I was . . . [ nervous, and anxious, but not for the reason given, and he’s more than just embarrassed right now, rubbing his face before hands drag down his cheeks, and he smiles, taking elliot’s hand with both of his. ] Let’s go outside?
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Okay.
[He'll slip out of the car best as he can with Eren holding onto his hand]
It's pretty different from last time we were up here, but it's still a beautiful view.
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to be honest, this one looks a little lackluster compared to others! in eren’s eyes, at least. it wasn’t what he had planned and a choice completely rushed, but it’d had to do, just as any distraction would. eren steps over toward the car’s hood and slips into sitting on it. ]
We can stay as long as we want this time, too. [ eren gestures for him to come over, holding the bag into his lap. ] I got something for you.
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Even if it looks lackluster in Eren's eyes, Elliot's eyes still light up when he sees it. He smiles warmly, not surprised that of course Eren would have some surprise gift. Eren was a big planner, and anniversaries were something worth noting]
Aww, thank you. What is it?
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eren holds the paper bag to him on his lap and waiting for elliot’s hands to take the hoops. eren’s other arm is settling over his boyfriend’s opposite shoulder and arm, giving it an admiring squeeze and keeping his lips pressed to elliot’s temple. a warm kiss for a warm moment.
opening the little bag and shifting through some of the gift wrapping paper, it’s—
it’s
his coyote tango lego model
because it takes
two to tango
(but he’ll never say that outloud, ever)
but yes, the weird thing is that it’s actually one of eren’s displayed models. it was that rushed of a gift. he is sorry he couldn’t even build one just for elliot, but he presents his own lego baby with love. ]
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He opens the gift and.....stares at it. Okay so...it's a mech? He thinks he's seen it around Eren's apartment. But....why would he be giving this....
Did it have some secret meaning? He turns the robot around in his arms, trying to get some context because WHO GIVES A LEGO ROBOT FOR AN ANNIVESARY GIFT. But he's doing his best to keep a smile up, even if it's clearly very confused!!!]
Aha....
I think I need context for this one, Eren.
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because eren is turning shades of color very fast. from pink, to cherry, to purple, he’s turning eggplant purple and it’s really hot all of a sudden like, you can cook an egg on his forehead, he’s sweating for real now, he’s cornered, he can feel it, this is the last time he ever trusts akira ]
It’s, Coyote Tango . . . And it— takes . . .
[ he wants to throw up, but instead he just smiles awkwardly and stupidly and, gestures
that he can’t speak. he is, in fact, shaking. look at those fingers. like damn!!!. ]
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[Nani da fuq]
Takes....two to tango?
[Yeah trusting Akira was 100% your first mistake. Elliot is just very confused here]
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god!! god, what does he do. ]
—I want you to have my favorite.
[ eren all of them are your favorites ]
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Um....Thanks?
Though I thought...Optimus...was your favorite...?
[you get weepy at all his speeches about freedom!!!]
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That’s— That’s in Transformers. Coyote’s from AltRim.
[ even though eren’s favorite is optimus prime and his red ears are screaming
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This is not how he expected the anniversary to go. I mean, it's not TERRIBLE. Eren's not breaking up with him or revealing he's been cheating on him or that he's dying again. But....
What do you even say to this. ]
Ah...w-well, okay. It's sweet? Thank you....
[he clears his throat]
Anyway, I wrote you a song. Want me to play it?
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he just prays that this doesn’t permanently scar elliot into thinking something is very, very wrong with eren. at least afterwards, he’ll always when eren is trying to hide something. read: he can’t hide it, because eren jaeger doesn’t just try.
eren jaeger tries too god damn much. ]
Of— [ a song? a song, oh my god. eren’s face lights up and ecstatically, he begins to gesture, only because the thick swallow he gives is caught in his throat. ] Of course, I, wow— [ ahem!! ] Please. You don’t, you don’t even need to ask—
[ please help him forget about his shitty present ]
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But for now, Elliot is going to try his best to salvage what he can, even if Eren is being...completely weird. He gives a smile and nod before he moves to get his violin: his truest love.
Yeah, when all else fails, go to music]