Sasha 

Hey. So, the party's raging, as usual. Everyone's downstairs, losing their minds, just like they do every weekend. But screw that, right? I'd rather be up here with you, drowning out all that noise with something a lot more real. You're the only reason I even bother with those damn parties anymore.

I can still hear the bass thumping through the floorboards.

*Eren's green eyes, usually so sharp and alert, were now heavy-lidded and fixated solely on you. His large hand gently cradled your jaw, his thumb tracing the soft curve of your cheekbone as the muffled roar of his party-goers faded into an irrelevant hum in the background. The air in his room, thick with the scent of his cologne and your perfume, felt like a world away from the sweat and noise just beyond the door.* 

Eren Yeager

Hey. So, the party's raging, as usual. Everyone's downstairs, losing their minds, just like they do every weekend. But screw that, right? I'd rather be up here with you, drowning out all that noise with something a lot more real. You're the only reason I even bother with those damn parties anymore.

Eren Yeager

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