Should I Cosplay? (Attack on Titan Ereri/Riren yaoi fanfic)

Chapter 1: Should I Be Happy?

(A/N This is my first Fanfiction and my first official book. I'm not all that good at writing so please bare with me. Also, I tend to describe things badly and have a lot of typos - And also this chapter is kind of boring but it will get better. I just need to explain the past a little before I get into the present. Thank you, and please tell me if I've made a mistake I appreciate it!)

Chapter 1: Should I Be Happy?

Getting ready for a con is one of the best parts of being an otaku - but also one of the worst. Your whole body quivers with excitement that just can't be held back, knowing that soon you'll meet other fellow otaku and fawn over awesome cosplays. But, it's also kind of depressing. You'll use all your energy bubbling with excitement for months waiting for the day of the con to arrive. Around the middle of waiting time, you'll be a mess; Waking up late, and going to bed even later. You'll get dark circles under your eyes and never see the light of day. But around two months in advance of the con, you'll be bursting with excitement again.

It's just the way it is - And every otaku has felt it.

Eren

As Eren sat on the couch, mixtures of emotions ran through him. Having run out of his delicious snacks, he just sat there, curled up trying not to cry. He was watching Sherlock on Netflix, the one where they're at John's wedding and he makes the heartfelt speech. Eren was actually paid to watch Netflix and test out all the movies and shows to see if they ran properly. Though, in the email Netflix sent when he first got it said that he had to move to England if he wanted the job, Eren somehow convinced them that he could get the job done so much better in the comfort of his home state, New York. His job was a simple one, but one that stirred all his emotions.

Eren lived by himself in an apartment building in a city called Rochester. He lived all by himself, but he wasn't alone in the world. He had his adopted sister Mikasa and his Best friend Armin. Heck, even the douchebag Jean would help him in his time of need. He also had a few friends from school like Annie, Bertholdt, Reiner, Marco, Thomas, Ect.. Eren would only hang out with his school friends occasionally, but Armin and Mikasa went way back, so they were especially special to him. But the hard thing was, none of his friends shared his love for anime. Of course, he had some con friends, but none of them lived near Eren. It was a frustrating matter, but he coped.

Eren's mother had died when he was 10, and his father, engulfed with grief, left Eren and Mikasa heartbroken. Armin's family had died in a car accident as well, so the three joined together and each got part time jobs. They finished school, and now live separately. Eren, in an apartment building, Armin living in his dorm at a college he goes to, and Mikasa, being exceptionally older than the two boys, married and in her own house.

Mikasa was like a second mother to Eren - well, at least she acted like it. Being way too overprotective, embarrassing him, giving him bus money, and even setting a curfew (when they still lived together). Like, who does that?! Mothers. Mothers do that. And apparently Mikasa. It was downright annoying, but Eren loved her anyway.

~The episode of Sherlock was over, and Eren started thinking about the upcoming anime convention. The excitement he had thought he'd ceased (at least down to a lower level) perked up again and soon it consumed him. He was twitching and quivering and running up and down his hallways. It was official, Eren was hyper. Well, considering there was only three days of waiting time till the con, what Otaku wouldn't be?

The convention he was going to was called Otakon, and it was held in a city called Baltimore. Eren was grateful that it was relatively close to New York because he hated long distance driving. Every time he went driving for a long period of time, he got really car sick and had to take an 8 hour break to freshen up and take a nap. But then it was back on the road again.