[ Eren hikes up, leaning forward to avoid the full blow to his crotch, forehead hovering above Jean's with the full intent to right himself a second later and punch him in the throat.
But there's still someone's thigh sliding up between his and way, way too much friction against his trousers. They'd fought at least a dozen times before this, when Shadis wasn't looking and sometimes during spars, but it was never. Emotionally charged besides with dumb teenage testosterone and bravado. And there's a heat in his gut and it's almost hilariously mistimed despite the situation and unwelcome and—
Eren breathes out an automatic, slightly horrified noise that dies halfway in his throat: he's immediately torn between scrambling away and staying put so he can beat some sense into him. And in the end he goes with an awkward mix of both, because Jean's words make his temper and confusion flare up; what was this idiot going on about? Did he really think Armin was the only person who cared?
(Eren realizes he'd had at least had Mikasa to suffer with. Where did Jean go after they'd burned the body, who did he confide in—)
He draws back onto his knees, having to slack on his grip in the process. His voice is, however, just as forceful as ever. ]
thanks, cards against humanity
But there's still someone's thigh sliding up between his and way, way too much friction against his trousers. They'd fought at least a dozen times before this, when Shadis wasn't looking and sometimes during spars, but it was never. Emotionally charged besides with dumb teenage testosterone and bravado. And there's a heat in his gut and it's almost hilariously mistimed despite the situation and unwelcome and—
Eren breathes out an automatic, slightly horrified noise that dies halfway in his throat: he's immediately torn between scrambling away and staying put so he can beat some sense into him. And in the end he goes with an awkward mix of both, because Jean's words make his temper and confusion flare up; what was this idiot going on about? Did he really think Armin was the only person who cared?
(Eren realizes he'd had at least had Mikasa to suffer with. Where did Jean go after they'd burned the body, who did he confide in—)
He draws back onto his knees, having to slack on his grip in the process. His voice is, however, just as forceful as ever. ]
I'm your friend, you stupid son of a bitch!