National Anthem-- E. Jeager

Lover

Hange had decided that my hair was too long for my own safety, so I was left with no choice but to cut it.

I myself loved it, but I was afraid what Eren would think. Hopefully he would still find me beautiful.

"Y/n?" He called. Speak of the devil.

I turned around slowly, anxiously fidgeting wtih my fingers. "Eren," I responded quietly.

His burly arms connected around my waist, pulling my lips into his. He kissed me as if he didn't care who was watching (Hange.)

He pulled away, a trail of saliva connecting my bottom lip to his. "You look beautiful," he stated, whisking his hands through my lustrous hair. His fingers swept against my delicate scalp.

I cheesed. "If only I was as pretty as you,"

He chuckled.

"Alright you two! Let's get a move on. You're making me crave a relationship, and those are too much work!" Hange shouted, wrapping her slim hand around my wrist.

"You think so?" I replied.

"I've only ever had one relationship before," she looked at me with genuine fear in her eyes. "Keith Sadies."

I gasped. "No way! What was it like?"

"He never hurt me, thankfully. But I was terrified of him, only because of his constant yelling at the Cadets."

I giggled. "No wonder you don't like relationships. You've never been with a real man/woman,"

"What? Sadies is real!" She yelled.

"No— not like that, I mean emotionally,"

Ultimately we trailed outside, our destination a saturated, curbstone well. I looked inside, my fingers curling around the edge.

"I have to go down there?" I questioned fretfully.

Hange nodded. "It's not as scary as it looks,"

"Spiders...?" I asked, my expression visibly shaken.

"I'm not so sure, probably just one or two," she gleamed.

I swallowed stiffly. I briskly made my way inside, my eyes squeezed shut the entire time. As I reached the bottom, helplessly facing upwards, I called out. "What now?"

"Assume Titan form!"

I inhaled deeply, sinking my teeth into my hand. Blood spewed in all directions, but ultimately nothing happened.

"Nothings happening!" I yelled desperately, raising my other hand to my lips.

After minutes of helplessly penetrating my skin, the well walls were painted crimson red.

Hange peered over the edge, her eyes widening at the horrifying sight below her.

Suddenly, I felt a tickle along my arm. I looked down, a large spider making its way through my sleeve. I shrieked deafeningly, unraveling the Titan hidden beneath.

My vast, muscular hand knocked the edge, instantly crumbling the frangible curbstone.

Hange cheered loudly, despite the fact that I had mistakenly broken her well. She latched onto my arm, crawling up and onto my shoulder.

"Hange, stay back! She could lose control at any moment," Moblit exclaimed, his hands cupped around his lips.

"You won't hurt me, right Y/n?" Hange sang, lifting herself onto my scalp. She hung over my forehead, her tiny hands exploring my brawny, inordinate face.

Unlike last time, I felt in complete control of my own actions. My gaze met Eren's, who's eyes shimmered with delight.

My unhinged jaw fell open, curving into what could be considered some sort of smile. He returned the favor.