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“I’m scared.” She tries to snuggle under his arm as thunder rumbles overhead.
“No, you’re not.” He leans away from her, eyes on the TV screen. He’s about thirty points from levelling up if he can just concentrate.
Something Historia is making it increasingly difficult to do.
Eren bites his lip and tries to focus.
Too late.
His character dissolves into pixels on screen.
“Damnit!” He drops his controller. “Now look what you made me do.”
Historia is remorseless.
“Come closer,” she teases. “I want to kiss you.”
The promise of a kiss is almost enough to make Eren forget about the game.
She’s adorable- a fact she’s well aware of and prone to use to her advantage.
And Eren… Eren is weak for his girl.
The room is illuminated for just an instant as lightning flashes outside. The clap of thunder follows.
“I bet Jean gives Mikasa his full attention…” Historia’s bottom lip juts out in a pout.
“Don’t…” Eren warns, ears flushing a bright red.
He’s still not sure what to make of his rival dating his adopted sister. He’s also not about to be outdone by Jean.
“Fine.”
He kisses her fully, kicking the controller off the couch.
It’s enough for him to forget the video game completely.
They pull away from each other, breathless and laughing.
“Worth it?” Historia asks.
Eren doesn’t hesitate before giving his answer. “Yes,” he says. “Always yes.”
They meet for another kiss.