[ fighting with stringy cheese that continues to stretch no matter how many times he pulls and gets forced to put more in his mouth, it’s . . . a torturous cycle.
he manages only with help, and swallows regardless if the cheese has cut off; it will, once he swallows a good two or three gulps of water. and almost gasps when his mouth is free. water bottle in one hand, bitten crepe in the other.
eren’s ears are the first and only things to go red when he lies horribly— that or when he’s touched my some sort of embarrassment. there he stands, in full uniform, with flat eyes and cherry ears, wet lips pressed together and more words in his expression than what he could vocalize at the moment. the laughing gets a frown that looks more ruffled about not knowing how to eat crepes than the tease on mikleo’s face, but. it’s a close second. ]
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he manages only with help, and swallows regardless if the cheese has cut off; it will, once he swallows a good two or three gulps of water. and almost gasps when his mouth is free. water bottle in one hand, bitten crepe in the other.
eren’s ears are the first and only things to go red when he lies horribly— that or when he’s touched my some sort of embarrassment. there he stands, in full uniform, with flat eyes and cherry ears, wet lips pressed together and more words in his expression than what he could vocalize at the moment. the laughing gets a frown that looks more ruffled about not knowing how to eat crepes than the tease on mikleo’s face, but. it’s a close second. ]
I was hungry.
[ leave him. ]