chrysanthemums. -eren jaeger

christmas Loving

Christmas Loving [Holiday Special]
Im late but eh

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Steam rose from the cinnamon tea that the brunette was drinking from. Fire cackling from across the mantle that he sits across from. Warmth surrounds him, like how a mother embraces her children, fizzled snow can faintly heard as he takes in the atmosphere around him.

Twas the night before Christmas after all.

Hence the Christmas Tree standing a meter away from the mantle, it's yellow, red, and green Christmas decorations sparkle and reflect the orange hue the fire is emitting on. No lights surround or were turned on around his fairly large home. He wants to take in the feeling of a night before Christmas essentially, as he was doing this since he was a child.

Eren takes a sip from his warm mug, it's contents marking their flavor on his tongue. He sighs once again, eyes looking at his wrist watch.

'They should be here by now.' He thought. It was nearing eight, his friends told him in their group chat of theirs that they will be there by seven thirty. Eren checks his phone, his fingers scrolling through the texting app in search of his-

Ding dong

Oh. There they are.

"Oi! Don't keep us standing here! It's damn freezing!" Jean howled. "Hurry up lover-boy!"

A bunch of chuckles and giggles were heard.

"Right, right. I'm coming." Eren stands up from the couch and places his mug at the coffee table in front of the couch he was sitting on. His black long sleeve suddenly start to be his source of comfort due to the unexpected rush of cold, he shrugs it off, it was cold and he had been sitting at the couch for so long after all.

He walks to the door connected to his living room. He opens and was greeted by gifts rushed to his face and cheers of 'Merry Christmas!'

Well, aside from Sasha and Connie who said 'Merry Chrysler!' as they both entered (while making sure to leave their shoes) his house.

"Heyyyyy Lover-boy! Thanks for not letting US die from hypothermia" Jean howled once again, stuffing a green paper bag at the top of Eren's now full hands then letting himself inside of Eren's humble abode.

"And I brought beer! Anyone want some?"

"HELL YEAH!"

"Eren, your hands seem full? Do you want me to carry them for you?" Mikasa asked her brother, eyes concerned as she takes a look at his hands full of Christmas presents from their friends. He shakes his head off, some of his brown hair falling from his bun to his turquoise eyes.

"Nah, I'm good. Make yourself at home." He answered. His sister nods and steps inside his house, making sure to also leave her winter boots at the rack in the small entranceway or genkan as his significant other would like to call it.

"Hey Eren." Armin greeted him, as he closed the door as soon as everyone went inside, "How are you? Since.....you know-"

"I'm Fine."

Armin sighs a bit, offering him a smile. You see, Eren had been serving in the navy for two years, he told the blonde that even though he serves his country, he can never forget the brutal training and the perks of being a soldier. It was his first Christmas since he came back from the navy four months ago. Two years and four months of not yet seeing his-

"Ooooh! Eren prepared cookies! And look! It's even shaped like Santa Claus!"

Typical Sasha.

Eren places the gifts below his Christmas Tree as he crouches, arranging it by height for it to look presentable. He stands up, his eyes looking over at his living room with his newly arrived visitors, their coats, hats, and scarves (except Mikasa's) hanged on the wall, Sasha and Connie eating his made cookies, Jean stopping them, Mikasa and Armin having a talk with laughs here and there.