He nodded. "I can't blame you for being sour, though. I'm sour, too." Jean looked at him with a look of anger and incredulousness. "You're bitter? You got to be fucking joking me. You're not bitter, just a wallflower." He flinched at the truth in his words. "A bitter wallflower, then."

Eren slid his hand into Armin's and he grasped it tightly. It was Eren's turn to sigh gently

Armin couldn't help but to smile into the kiss. Eren was quite adorable at times, though Armin would never tell him that. He instead decided to enjoy the kiss while it lasted, knowing that he'd be unfaithful in the very end.

For a while, everything was going peacefully. But Jean seemingly decided that peaceful moments were boring ones. He managed to scoop a handful of the soapy bubbles and rubbed them all through Eren's hair, tangling his brown hair into a giant mess. The room went silent as the onlookers gathered Eren's reaction. Mikasa was especially interested, her eyes darkening with anger.

Sometimes Marco would play the piano for Jean. It was always soothing to him, listening to Marco play.

My crush on Eren is really fucking pathetic.