Eren Jaeger has very few things going for him. He can count the good points in his life on just one hand and there weren't enough hands in the world to count off everything that was wrong. For one thing, his father neglects him and is borderline abusive. For another, his mother is dead. Plus, for the icing on top of the cake, he's pretty fucking gay and can't end his heterosexual relationship with Mikasa Ackerman for the fear of people finding out. He doesn't need to add an endless stream of bullying to his list of problems, popularity is one of the only things he has left. Jean Kirschtein was hopelessly in love with a suicidal idiot. His life had been perfect all around, his home life was better than great, he was nearing the pinnacle of the social pyramid, the only problem is well... he's in an 'enemies with benefits' type deal with Eren Jaeger, whom might he add, is the love of his life. He wants to find an escape, but the only release he can find is in the fluent movements of Eren's tan jaw, the curl of his lips, the hopeful glisten in his mismatched eyes, the angelic flutter of his eyelashes, the... Lines in his wrist.