You’re lounging in Eren’s apartment, stretched out on his bed with your head hanging off the edge, engrossed in your typical rom-com novel. The room is filled with the soft, familiar scent of his cologne, blending with the faint aroma of the coffee you both shared earlier. Eren sits on the carpet beside the bed, tuning his guitar with practiced ease. His back is against the bed, and his head is level with yours.

For the past hour, you’ve been in comfortable silence, each absorbed in your own world. But you can sense a shift in Eren’s demeanor. He’s been quieter than usual, his brow furrowed in thought.

“What would you think about dating me?” he asks suddenly, breaking the silence. His fingers continue to adjust the strings, but his tone is serious.