recolle | sticks out the leggie

[This town is really nice. Elliot enjoyed the boat ride and on the ocean like this was so nice. It made him think of the stories that take place in towns like this, easy to romanticize. He holds onto Eren's hand as they walk through the market, glancing at the items being sold]

Just Light, but he didn't say much about it. You?

I only knew people from the other groups.

[ there is some dude that tries to stick a fish in eren’s face while shouting gibberish, and almost right on cue comes the faraway rumbles of thunder in the distance (or is that eren’s patience waning). please quit sticking the fish in his face, he doesn’t want it and forcefully pushes it away from them, making a disgusted sound and frown as he holds his hand away. he hates the stank of fish like, on his hands, not to be confused with the smell of ocean by the coast! ]

It feels like a hub here . . . That’s not even the only language I’ve heard.

[Elliot watches Eren's struggles with over-eager fish merchant and...well, he uses his free hand to cover his mouth- trying not to show that he's laughing just a little. There there Eren.]

Yeah, I kinda like it. [It reminds him of home. With how many different groups and immigrants lived in New York, you couldn't go a day without hearing several languages walking through the streets.

He'll have mercy and use his handhold to tug Eren away from that merchant. Let's check out the less smelly craft stalls]

Thought I heard thunder. Think it'll storm?

[ the crafts were pretty cute, at least! beaded necklaces and jewelry decorated with shells, pots molded from mud and painted in aquatic colors, bottled sand art, things you can put in your hair, paintings, beautifully knitted cloths and even wooden carvings made on the spot, by hand. there’s so much more the more you walk, and the glint of weaponry gets a twinkle out of eren’s eyes. better than the jolly guy with fish, no offense to the guy.

he agrees with the likeness to the diversity, though, and gives an agreeing hum once he forgets about his fish hand. it’d be even more interesting if he knew where those were from! taking a look up at the sky from one of the stall’s canopy, it looks cloudy enough to. well— ]

Maybe just some showers. [ it was supposed to be pretty common? except for the fact that eren didn’t grab an umbrella for himself. a drop falls from above in a flash of color, what makes eren double take. must’ve been his eyes? ] I think we’re good under these, though.

[ Elliot's drawn to the painted mud plants, looking them over to see if any would look good at his house. Spring was here in Recolle, so it'd be good to get started on some gardening.

The drop too with the flash of color catches his eyes. Huh. Maybe it was how it reflected in the light?]

Yeah...probably. Too bad I left my umbrella at home. [He had a raincoat on because of his magic...but nothing that covered his head.

But he's still looking at the pots, thinking. Hmmm]

Hey Eren, how much sunlight does your apartment get?

[He's usually there at night so he isn't sure...]

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[ it’s sweet that elliot is thinking about that! because eren wouldn’t, unless it was something that got his eye for elliothe’s just staring at the harpoons and sticking his head out of the canopy a little to see them better. harpoons like the one they found laying around to find the giant snake in magatus, there was also . . . hey what is that. what a nice knife. ]

A lot if you open the curtains. [ especially the living room with those wider windows. opp, now it really is raining. he feels a drop pelt his head but doesn’t seem to budge, can’t see the twinkle of blue from this angle anyway.

until he feels a thing and looks like something really bad just happened. ]

Oh good! I was thinking since we cook there pretty often, it'd be nice to have some fresh herb pla-

[He trails off when he notices Eren looking like that. Elliot's under the store awning at the moment, still dry]

Eren? What's wrong?

[ > do not sing your own musical number

> do not sing

> do not

which is to say!! he’s making this look ten times worse than it really is! because with eren, it will be worse than it is, because he’s, you know! naturally extra in nature. he’s keeping his mouth shut tight and trying to smile at elliot, like nothing’s wrong, like he just swallowed a gallon of spoiled milk and it’s stuck in the middle of his throat but it’s okay! he’s sweating bullets. oh eren. ]

Iiiii . . . [ voice crack? voice crack. he wants to drop dead and instead of letting it all out, he inhales and holds his breath, giving elliot a thumbs up. there is NOTHING to see here. ]

[Yeah, Eren you suck at this. This behavior only makes Elliot more worried, and he reaches out for his boyfriend as an attempt to check his forehead. ]

C'mon, don't give me that. [I WON'T BUY A THUMBS UP] What is it? Did you remember something?

[Yep, he's going to proceed to fuss over him if he lets him]

[ please buy this extra forced nervous smile, to believe that everything is certainly okay. the thumbs up nearly shoots up into the sky dramatically as a fist before eren, forcefully, pulls it back down and attempts to make that look natural.

it just looks like he wanted to swing his arm down with extra strength. with the strength . . . of two arms. shaking his head rigorously and smiling this much definitely makes this okay.

— alright, idea. charades on time attack because he won’t be able to hold out for long. he can feel it. it’s horrible.

holding four fingers up, four words, ecstatically (desperately), eren holds a grunt in his throat. please hurry there’s not much time. ]

[THIS IS VERY WORRYING EREN...]

M-Maybe we should get you somewhere you can lie down...you don't seem...well...

[Either he got the charades or Eren's just worrying him loads. Either way? He's carefully going to take one of his hands and start tugging his boyfriend gently out of the market. He'll even pause to ask directions for the inn he heard about.

From the sounds of it? It's up a big hill. Think you can last that long Eren.....]

[ that’s perfect, eren doesn’t even pause as he goes along, picking up the pace and almost going ahead of elliot when— he stops dead under the last stall cover. was it still raining? whether it was or not, elliot’s not getting those rainbow drizzles on him no. then he’d surely die by duet.

. . . ah— the hood to elliot’s coat gets lifted right over his head. excellent. you’re safe. except for eren, but he’s already been cursed so, let’s go. being the first to take his hand and step up the hill in something of a rush—

he twirls elliot about halfway there and dips him down dramatically, in which, what should look romantic except he’s muffling an internal scream, mouth closed, cheeks nearly puffed out . . . what a sight.

let me show you the aggression of my love, through dance. ]

[ Well, the gesture with the hood was cute. Elliot had been lifting his hands up to pull up the hood himself, since it was still raining, but Eren beats him to it. He lets Eren do so, giving an "Oh" sound and laughing happily. It's nice that his boyfriend cares about him staying dry, even if he's acting really weird right now.

Elliot lets himself get pulled along as Eren rushes up the hill, trying to figure out what might have gotten into him. And whatever he thought up? It certainly had nothing to do with dancing, so he's caught by surprise when he's suddenly twirled and dipped ]

Whoa-! Wha-

[But unfortunately for Eren, no matter how much you tried to protect him from this rain? While he's dipped, his face is exposed to the sky long enough that several different colored raindrops pelt his face. His confused expression turns into a dazed one for a moment. Then he looks straight at Eren again, his free hand reaching up for Eren's shoulder like a proper dance hold.

While Eren's doing his best to resist the urge? Elliot's musician brain can't comprehend why you'd ever turn down the chance to do a musical number. It makes perfect sense to sing right now!

In fact when he opens his mouth again? He starts singing some opening notes to a song. Already the glowing that comes from his singing magic is flaring up. Right in the middle of the street where lots of people can see. Elliot doesn't seem to care. He is too full of the desire to sing his feelings.

Sorry Eren. You tried your best. ]

[ elliot!!!!!! no!!!!!

at least, he tried! he tried way too hard, and at least he put up a fight until the very end. elliot’s notes pull at eren, who’s nearly wet from the raindrops and on the verge of bursting. until from a grimace, from a harsh expression that fights with himself, he opens his mouth, and spins with his partner, from his voice sounding a contrapuntal to elliot’s radiating song. whoever thought that eren jaeger actually has a pretty good voice, a crisp contrast to elliot’s soft opening, and leading to his own words.

if they’re getting even the smallest of audiences or stares as they go, eren’s lost it. gone. gone with the music and dramatic stepping as he pulls back, stops with his head up to the rain. ]

I tried to hide it, [ he turns then, hands out gesturing to elliot in exhasperation. ] But with you, how can I think to try?

[You did try Eren! Maybe next time avoid dipping someone, that probably would've helped. This time, Elliot doesn't resist the spin, instead spinning with him with a smile on his face. They are actually having a musical number!! A true to life musical number!!

Sorry for your own embarrassment Eren, but this is the dream come true for any music nerd. Plus, it's not often he hears Eren sings. Eren has a nicer voice than one would expect. ]

My love, there's no need [He reaches for Eren's hand, to pull him back] I'd like a dance with you.

[ don’t smile like that, no, stop— he couldn’t resist the dipping!!! it’s hard to keep looking distressed when, well, you’re musical boyfriend looks like he’s having the time of his life, and you’d be a complete stick up the bum if you just keep trying to shy away, you know–? eren gives something of an exasperated sigh, turning a little red (ears go first, as always).

that’s right, he only ever sings alone, in his car (which is more like those melodic screams) and in the shower, alone. it might be sheepish in his expression, but he opens his mouth, and out come notes to match elliot’s, meeting with his hand and sliding toward him. ]

Just this dance? Or the song, you mean– [ . . . you like the singing, don’t you elliot. there’s dramatic gesturing, but eren breaks off from anything to close to race them up the hill again, but now: in a series of figure eights. ] One, or both, that smile burns me up with that gleam.

[Heck yes he likes the singing. It's always nice when the serenader becomes the serenadee. He's got the biggest grin on his face right now. But yes Eren you keep trying to get them away, Elliot will follow your lead but he's completely distracted.]

This song's a little rough, improv lyrics are tough. [What even if he's enjoying the moment, he's still a musical perfectionist] But I like your singing, and the dancing.

[ okay, so— elliot has made him stop and stare for a second. ]

I’m just spreading what coming, [ a dramatic, questioning gesture!! ] But was that . . . Crit you’re drumming?

[ he’s being evaluated, oh my god. he can’t help but to drag his hands down his face, he never wanted this!! but you look so happy, damn it!! you can tell he’s not as upset as he makes himself out to be when he’s grinning under those hands. maybe he should. focus on something better that the actual singing, and lets his arms fall back down to his sides with a sigh. ]

You’re still stunning.

Sorry! It's a habit!

[He can't turn the musician nerd off!! It's impossible! But he'll stand on his tiptoes so he can kiss Eren on the cheek. It's okay, he still loves your singing]

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