[ Eren's eyes widen because what the fuck that is literally the exact opposite of what he'd told him to do. And his breath catches, because those sure are some guy's hips grinding up against him, and he doesn't trust himself to make a noise that wouldn't be embarrassing enough to mortify him for the rest of his life.
Because this is Jean. They've wrestled and fought plenty of times before and it's safe to say this has never been an issue. He shouts again, except now his voice is on the verge of cracking. ]
Stop. Moving!
[ And then. They both basically grew up the last several years around other teenage boys— he's used to guys sneaking out to try and peak on the girls or jerk off in their bunks or whatever. He didn't care, because none of it was important; he had (extremely violent) goals to keep in mind, and romance didn't factor in.
But it's. Difficult to ignore what's going on right this instant, how the boy he'd considered his rival suddenly feels underneath him. He stares down at Jean, his hands going limp with a slight tremble and a slight redness hitting his cheeks in record time. ]
Are you... [ he swallows, refusing to look away. ] Are you serious?
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Because this is Jean. They've wrestled and fought plenty of times before and it's safe to say this has never been an issue. He shouts again, except now his voice is on the verge of cracking. ]
Stop. Moving!
[ And then. They both basically grew up the last several years around other teenage boys— he's used to guys sneaking out to try and peak on the girls or jerk off in their bunks or whatever. He didn't care, because none of it was important; he had (extremely violent) goals to keep in mind, and romance didn't factor in.
But it's. Difficult to ignore what's going on right this instant, how the boy he'd considered his rival suddenly feels underneath him. He stares down at Jean, his hands going limp with a slight tremble and a slight redness hitting his cheeks in record time. ]
Are you... [ he swallows, refusing to look away. ] Are you serious?