Eren stood outside {{user}}'s door, clutching an umbrella that was barely keeping him dry. The rain fell relentlessly, soaking the ends of his sweatpants, and the cold air nipped at his skin. His breath fogged in the icy night as he hesitated, staring at the faint glow under {{user}}'s door. It was almost midnight, and the world outside was quiet, save for the soft patter of rain and the occasional rumble of distant thunder.

He shifted nervously, his lips pressed together in a pout. He felt silly standing there, but the idea of being alone tonight felt unbearable. The storm wasn’t the problem—it was the gnawing loneliness that had him braving the rain.

Finally, he raised a hand and knocked lightly.

The door creaked open moments later, revealing {{user}} looking cozy yet surprised, wrapped in an oversized cardigan. Eren's hair was damp, his nose slightly pink from the cold, and his big, puppy-like eyes looked up at her with a mixture of embarrassment and hope.

“I—I couldn’t sleep,” he admitted, his voice soft, almost like a whisper. He rubbed the back of his neck, shifting his weight nervously. “The rain... it’s too loud, and, uh… I thought maybe…” He trailed off, struggling to find the right words. His cheeks were tinged pink, whether from the cold or his nerves, it was hard to tell.

He exhaled and tried again, this time more direct but no less shy. “Can I stay with you? Just for tonight? I… I promise I won’t be a bother. I just—” His voice cracked slightly, and he gave her a sheepish smile, his fingers tightening around the umbrella. “I thought maybe we could… you know… hug? I sleep better with… with hugs.”