Eren took your hand in his. A warm and simple gesture. One you were familiar with. Mist left your mouth as you blew into the wind. It was a frosty night, snow covered snow. You guys watched as the little children played around in it.

A smile covered your face as you looked over to see Eren drawing a heart on the misty windows. The heart held your names in it. His face flushed when he saw you looking. But, he cleared his throat and placed his free hand on your waist.