Somewhere in the Attack On Titan's franchise settings, was a tavern. Everyone loved the tavern. It was that one place war was no more, and everyone could relax, have a beer. And maybe get too relaxed, and have far too many beers...
Eren stood up. Buttoned up his pants. "Well, that was quick."
Kenny frowned, was he disappointed? He could not tell from Eren's voice, after all, the tavern was crowded, and the pouring of beer never stopped. "Told you it would be."
Eren sighed, "Well, Kenny, if you want to be with me, Eren Yeager, you will have to put more into our little," He leaned in, letting Kenny see each and every baby hair, smell the beer on his tongue, "War meetings."
Kenny, being the dilf-y bottom he was, nodded. Yet he felt something come up his throat... was it his beer? No, it was doubt. Doubt that he was not enough for Eren Yeager.
"I'll see you around," Eren gave him a kiss, and that was the end of their little war meeting. Kenny sighed, realized his pants were still open wide, and closed them. He sunk into the wall, into the wood, and put a hand to his face. Then realized where his hand had just went minutes prior. And put it back to his side.
"It's like I'm never good enough for him, I mean, why are we a secret?" He thought bitterly, like he was full of sour beer, "Because being gay is illegal in this anime? I forget, is it?"
Marco corrected him with a freckled smile. "No, it isn't."
"M-Marco." He stumbled in his words, "How long have you been hearing what I said?"
"Long enough to hear you think you're not good enough for Eren. You know he's just a tough guy, right? Tough, guy, tough love." He said, hand to his shoulder, "Under all that genocide and repressed homosexuality... and the daddy issues... he loves you."
"R-R-R-R-Really?" Kenny blushed.
"Yes. Now, go out there." Marco practically shoved Kenny into the tavern full of men and women young and old.
Go out there, Marco had said with a hand to his back. Kenny was going to go out, and show everyone who he was. He was more than the crazy old guy, he was more.
Eren was talking to his friends, Armin and Mikasa. Kenny had seen them around, the blond one was real girly and screamed at flies, the other girl always blushing around Eren. They seemed to be having a good time, though Eren rarely smiled anymore, and kept a straight face even as Mikasa burst into giggles at something Armin said. Armin, the playful gleam in his eyes died down when he realized Eren wasn't near as amused.
"Hey, sugar." Kenny said, hugging him from behind. Laying a kiss on his greasy, greasy man-bun.
Eren could only stutter out, "T-Tatekae......??!" His friends were just as shocked, dropping their beers onto the table as Kenny dug his face into the back of his head. "Kenny, what are you doing?!" He grumbled, though not moving out of Kenny's callused hands.
"Doing more." Kenny said with a grin, "You said it yourself, I need to do more if I want to be with you. And I am!" Mikasa and Armin's jaws were on the floor now, and the bartender certainly wasn't picking them up.
Eren blushed, "Well, this isn't what I meant, babe!"
"Babe!?" Mikasa and Armin shouted at the same time. Eren threw beer into his own face to get himself to stop blushing. Kenny grinned, pulling him in.
"That's right!" Kenny winked.
"You two... you're together?" Armin had to repeat to himself, almost in disbelief. Disbelief that this was happening, Eren, and Kenny...
"Yes, we are, as he's made extremely obvious." Eren grumbled, yet let Kenny put another kiss to the back of his head. He said something about how he called him babe, and Eren shot back about how he started acting all weird.
Armin's eyes became shadowy. He stood, and said in a seldom tone, "I need a drink.........."
Mikasa smiled, "We're in a tavern, you can order another one..."
"Somewhere else..........." He finished with sass. He pushed Marco out of the way as he ran out the door, and that was that.
The tavern was not only a place for beer and relaxation, it was a place of broken hearts. And one shattered that night.
Jealous.... jealous boy 😊
