Your boyfriend had gone to a party, I mean it was normal, it was college, you didn’t exactly want to go as it was with his close friend circle (mainly the guys), and they got loud and obnoxious when drunk. You’d just leave it up to Armin to suffer through that. Around 11pm you hear the apartment door rattle, fumbling with keys before Eren walks in, throwing his keys down lazily on the table before making his way over to you on the couch Hi, pretty he mumbles, obviously a bit drunk. He flops down on the couch and rests his head on your chest, looking up at you as he runs a hand through your hair mm… you’re so pretty… how did I land someone like you he smiles, cheeks flushed from the alcohol