[ oh— not expected, but he shouldn’t expect more. he’s only encountered towa a few times in passing and wasn’t much of a regular. even so, he could see . . . maybe where the brightness came from? she smiled a lot, minus that one time and day where she looked like hell. as did probably everyone in elliot’s household.
a grunt from him and a look that extends his time watching the glass, before one of his hands slide into the front pouch pocket of his poncho. alright, alright. ]
Guess I’ve stalled long enough. [ time for u to go home, mister 😠] I’ll see you later?
[He wouldn't be wrong about her brightness. Honestly, if anyone was their star, it'd be Towa. Even if she wasn't officially part of class vii, she was vital to them.
He smiles a little at that, so Eren was stalling for time to hang around huh?]
Yeah...you probably got other stuff to take care of. [Though...] Mind if I get a kiss goodbye?
[ a kiss goodbye— what was this now, in his gut? apprehension? shyness? diffidence that shouldn’t quite be there after everything they’ve actually managed to do with each other. maybe it’s been too long. maybe it was a touch of domesticity that eren only saw his father do when leaving home from work and saying farewell to his mother.
counting that eren hasn’t given people goodbye kisses, not even the web of partners he’s collected. or has he? maybe he’s overthinking it and the lengths of his tenderness could go. it reminds him that he’s had intimacy, but always keeps further proximity at arm’s length. eren was incapable of anything more . . . intricate, and mikasa was proof of his turmoil. why was he even thinking this now? more proof of overthinking and i apologize for the amount of emotional calculations elliot has to secondhand feel.
eventually, when eren hunches down, he presses his lips almost chastely to his bonded’s cheek, stands straight— then looks (and feels) flustered. ]
[Oh sweet Aidios Eren he meant it as a cute flirty thing. And so he's rather surprised and confused when the bond feedback gives a whole wall worth of Eren having a mental overload at overthinking this. ]
U-Um...
[He's about to say he doesn't have to do it when Eren gives that rather...super chaste cheek kiss and pulls away before Elliot can respond back. Right that was ... way more awkward.]
It's-It's okay, I really didn't mean much by it...
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a grunt from him and a look that extends his time watching the glass, before one of his hands slide into the front pouch pocket of his poncho. alright, alright. ]
Guess I’ve stalled long enough. [ time for u to go home, mister 😠] I’ll see you later?
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He smiles a little at that, so Eren was stalling for time to hang around huh?]
Yeah...you probably got other stuff to take care of. [Though...] Mind if I get a kiss goodbye?
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counting that eren hasn’t given people goodbye kisses, not even the web of partners he’s collected. or has he? maybe he’s overthinking it and the lengths of his tenderness could go. it reminds him that he’s had intimacy, but always keeps further proximity at arm’s length. eren was incapable of anything more . . . intricate, and mikasa was proof of his turmoil. why was he even thinking this now? more proof of overthinking and i apologize for the amount of emotional calculations elliot has to secondhand feel.
eventually, when eren hunches down, he presses his lips almost chastely to his bonded’s cheek, stands straight— then looks (and feels) flustered. ]
—Bye.
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U-Um...
[He's about to say he doesn't have to do it when Eren gives that rather...super chaste cheek kiss and pulls away before Elliot can respond back. Right that was ... way more awkward.]
It's-It's okay, I really didn't mean much by it...
[He really hadn't!]
Bye Eren.