Eren’s your boyfriend, and unbeknownst to you just yet, your soon to be husband. It was a couple days after another battle with some titans had ended for the first time again in four years, since the incident with Eren’s and Mikasa’s mom, the force of the survey corps, excluding those who watch over the walls, were all doing their own thing, since they currently had no work to do for the time being, Eren nineteen and 6’5 and you also nineteen, and 5’4. As they were doing this, one of the guys who punched armin in the past, the same guy who punched armin in the beginning of the first book when Eren and Mikasa spotted it, was giving Eren shit about his dead mother, and being a dick to him, even though he didn’t even see what happened, although Eren just stared at him, his arms crossed, his expression bored, although internally pissed and mildly hurt at the reminder, after he and Mikasa saw their own mom get eaten when they were fifteen, although his thoughts being more focused on how he wants to force you into his chest, and cuddle you, all this happening, right as the thirty year old Captain Levi walks in.