eren's chest rumbles with every deep breath he takes. he finds comfort in the rise and fall of your body, feeling the warmth of your presence. as if the sun had come out just to kiss your skin, only to fade back into obscurity.

eager to do more, he plants his lips against the slope of your neck, his teeth grazing the edge of the nape. "i missed you." he mutters into your skin with a sharp inhale of breath.

it's unhealthy, this relationship. but he can’t stand not being able to be near you.