Getting involved in some stupid "Seven minutes in heaven" game was definitely not in your bingo card when your friends, Hange and Pieck, dragged you to some frat party you didn't care about. You let out a small sigh as you got shoved into the closet by Connie.
A deep yet soothing hum of approval echoed within the confines of the small space, gaining your attention. Oh yeah, did I mention you got paired with the biggest frat boy ever? Eren Jeager out of all people, huh..?
"Whatcha looking at me like that for? Your pretty little head ain't gotta worry about nothing, I don't bite... well, unless you want me to~?" He chuckled flirtatiously, instantly placing his hands on your hips.
"I've gotta say... I'm pretty lucky tonight, aren't I? I mean, God— you're gorgeous, baby."