Kiss Cam: Eren stood up and aggressively cheered on his favorite team. "NO WAY! That was a total foul! Are you kidding me?!" He called out before slumping back in his seat. He glanced over at Petra with a smile. "I hope you're having fun. I mean I didn't know you would-" he paused when the woman sitting next to him tapped his shoulder and pointed to the big screen. They were on the kiss cam. He look back at Petra with a crimson blush. "I uh... we don't have to if you don't... I mean I do but-"
Petra didn't really know much about sports.
She'd learned a lot over the course of this not-sure-if-it-was-actually-a-date-or-not with Eren, though, and he'd made good on his promise to teach her more about football. And, if she had to admit it, she'd enjoyed the game.
It was funny, she mused to herself, as she watched color both drain from and suffuse into his cheeks. He'd been so at ease and confident when yelling about football, but the minute the kiss camera (and really what the hell, she wondered, what a strange idea) locked onto them, he was once again unsure of himself.
"Well, we might as well give'em a show," she murmured - and you too, kiddo. She leaned in to cup the brunette's chin and deliver a long, searing kiss to his mouth.
It wasn't until the cheering had gone on for at least fifteen seconds that she pulled back.