I don’t know. There were less of you here then. I didn't really know where I stood then with everyone. It doesn't really matter. Some of them can never know the significance of me living this long.
[ He's aware the math doesn't add up and that part about not knowing where he stands might seem well and he might be tipping his hand too far. But this is in text and Reiner is drunk anyway so whatever. ]
[ Reiner is indeed way too drunk to question Eren's words as much as he should. Maybe he'll reread it later, or something will spark a memory down the line. For now, he just frowns at the text, aware that he's missing something but unsure what the hell it is. ]
However you want. I can take you on an actual date. One where we don't get pissed off. We can pick a district neither of us knows well and walk around until we find a restaurant that smells good. You can eat something brand new. We can have ice cream cake. Did you know they sell ice cream cake? That's a luxury!
The next evening, as promised, Eren meets Reiner outside the apartment building. He's not sure if Reiner actually will have a hangover. Hopefully…not? Whatever, not his problem. He can only be so nice.
He found time earlier that day to make cookies. The only ones he knows how to make are chocolate chip, so that will have to do. They don't look beautiful but they're not burned and they taste fine. He…made way too many, so he left some on the counter at home without any explanation whatsoever. If Levi doesn't eat them, Hange will probably wander in and eat them. No big deal.
Hopefully the cat doesn't suddenly discover a liking for chocolate chips.
He has the cookies in a paper bag which he awkwardly shoves at Reiner when the other boy appears.
Thankfully, Reiner managed to avoid a hangover, though how much of that is because he stopped drinking and how much is because he's a Titan is anyone's guess. He did not manage to avoid his humiliation at drunk texting everyone under the sun. (Hange! Levi! Other people he barely knows!) But he got an actual date with Eren out of it, so he's not complaining too much.
(How the hell did he manage to get an actual date? He has no idea. Gift horse, etc.)
Reiner is dressed a little nicer than usual, which translates as a button-down shirt with no knife on his belt. Not that either of them needs a knife for this to turn into a fight. The intent is there, though: Reiner is aiming for a night where they don't get pissed off. How successful he'll be remains to be seen.
Eren greets him with a bag shoved at him, which Reiner accepts gingerly, not wanting to crush whatever is inside.
"What is it?" he asks, curiously opening the bag. He peers inside and pauses, lips parting. "… These are for me?"
Eren, maybe naively, didn't dress like anything. He looks exactly the same as always, tshirt and dark jeans. Fashion sense? He doesn't know her. Maybe someday.
He also doesn't have a knife on him this time, but they both know that doesn't matter. He keeps his nails long these days to avoid having to bite, but...they're a threat just be existing. Eren isn't scared of that threat. But he's also not especially worried about it, not today. Is this a truce? It has to be, right? No one just goes on a date with an outright enemy. Probably.
Eren shrugs and looks off across the street, pretending not to be embarrassed. This was stupid. Why is he so stupid, he wonders. What the hell.
"I learned how to make them recently. I had extra."
These are both true things, but the explanation is misleading. He learned to make them so he could make them for people. He had extra after he made these ones, specifically today, for Reiner's birthday. He just can't be straightforward about it because he's Eren.
Well, he praised you in all sort of ways, but then he started saying it's complicated and that you deserve better than him. You know, he's a pretty sad drunk.
But it does sound like he likes you a lot. At least physically.
[ For a long stretch of minutes, he leaves this on read. He considers leaving it on read forever and refusing to deal with whatever the fuck this is.
He could almost laugh, though. Reiner saying he deserves better. He knows that's not true. Of the two of them, he's the worse one, though they're the same in so many ways. ]
What did he say about me? Or should I just not ask.
[ Surely Jean regrets starting this conversation by now. ]
But it IS complicated. I know the future and he doesn't. I don't think anyone understands me like he does. But he doesn't know that he does. Anyway none of that matters here and now but he's still got some lame ass idea that he has a mission to fulfil. There's no mission here. It doesn't have to matter anymore.
[ Eren knows better than anyone that of course it matters, that they cannot divorce themselves of the things they have done. Still! ]
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