Senior Year [ SNK / EREJEAN ]

Chapter 8

A few months flew by, and Eren and Jean were still together. Nothing had really changed much - Jean was still unable to control his teenage (almost legal adult) 'urges', and Eren still constantly picked arguments with him over petty things. It was a wonder how they managed to last that long - but, hey, neither of them were complaining. This 'relationship' thing was actually becoming rather appealing to Eren.

It was a few weeks later, after their semester finals, when Jean showed up on Eren's doorstep with a huge, dorky smile. 

"Guess what's coming up next Friday?" He grinned, not even bothering to ask if he could go inside the house. 

"What? Your grandma's birthday?" Eren rolled his eyes and folded his arms over his chest, finding nothing to be that important for Jean to come to his house on a Sunday afternoon. 

"Well, that's in two weeks.. But, prom is what's next Friday!" Jean's grin grew even wider, spreading almost to his ears as he stared at Eren's face, waiting for a sign of a visible reaction. 

Eren inwardly groaned. Prom, also known as the night when teenagers dance inapporpriately to some half-assed hip-hop songs.. Oh, and they lose their virginity after the actual dance. He sighed at the thought of it. The truth was, he didn't like school dances at all. He hadn't been to one since freshman year - and that was the year that caused him to dislike dances. He had even been nominated for prom king and what not his junior year, and made it to the first couple of rounds before losing to Levi Ackerman - the school player - and also his ex-boyfriend whom he had dated junior year... Eren regretted the whole thing. "What about it, then?"

Jean looked dumbfounded. His jaw slowly fell into a gape, and he shook his head. "You're going with me, right...?" 

"Who said that?"

"Me. You're going with me."

"Jean, I hate prom." 

"Eren, pleaseeeee?" The taller boy begged, looking rather silly for he was still standing out on the doorsteps. "Pleaseeeee?" He did his best puppy eyes imitation, even kneeling down somewhat and shaking the brunet's arms. 

"Oh, I don't know.." Eren teased, secretly admiring how desperate the other boy seemed to be. Maybe he should go - no matter how much he 'hated' Jean, he would feel a pang of sympathy if he left the other hanging. Eh, maybe I should try it out.. never been to a school dance before with a real date.. Maybe it's better with a date. "Hmm, should I?"

Jean nodded, feeling like his head was about to fall off from how much he was nodding. "Pleaseeeeeeeeee." 

 "It depends.. how much do you love me?" Eren questioned in a sing-song tone, tilting his head down at the other male.

"Umm.. Is this much enough?" Jean spread his arms out a medium-sized distance, awaiting Eren's answer. 

The brunet only rolled his eyes, and gave a slight shake of his head. "Not really, but I'll still go anyway. You'd better be thankful,"

"Yes!" Jean exclaimed, almost leaping up in the air as he sprung forward on his heels and attacked the other boy with a large, bear hug - earning a surprised gasp from the brunet.

"I can't breathe." Eren hissed from between his clenched jaw, flailing his arms out in an attempt to get the taller boy off of him.

After a few more seconds - when Eren's flailing arms actually managed to knock Jean upside his head - the sandy-haired boy reluctantly let go. "Oops, sorry there. Didn't mean to strangle ya... or maybe I did."