Terren and Eren
Okay, I’m going to do a sort of modern beach AU for this
Terren leaned back on his foldout chair in the sand, unnecessary reading glasses perched on his nose for the aesthetic, and a book in his hands.
As soon as they’d gotten here, Eren had immediately gone off to play beach volleyball with some friends, and Terren had gotten himself sucked into this novel. Aside from the unnecessary romantic interest that got in the way of most of the plot, it was an okay book.
Why on Earth he was focused on this instead of enjoying watching Eren play volleyball like the cute ass competitive boy he is was something Terren couldn’t answer.
It didn’t seem like he’d be ignoring Eren for long, however, because soon the boy was stomping over to him in a huff. Eren plopped down into the sand next to him and Terren closed his book slowly.
Eren glared out at the water as if it had done something wrong to him, and Terren knew what he was waiting for.
“Something happen, Eren?” asked Terren finally.
“Jean happened,” said Eren immediately.
Terren nodded. “Ah.”
“He’s just so — aggravating!”
Terren shrugged. He took his reading glasses off and dug around in his back for his sunglasses, slipping those on instead. “You see, Eren, once you stop letting Jean get to you, you’ll be so much more at peace.”
“How do you do it? How do you stay so calm all the time?” asked Eren. “Especially around people like him?”
“I had to learn to control it,” said Terren. “My anger never got me anywhere good. There’s a reason I don’t get angry, Eren, and it’s not because I’m physically unable to.”
Eren’s frown remained etched into his face.
“Cute angsty boy,” said Terren. “Would sitting up here make you feel better?”
Terren moved aside on his chair and pat the empty space. Eren sat there with his arms crossed for a few minutes grudgingly before standing up and sitting down on the chair next to him.
Terren ran a hand through Eren’s hair. “Imagine Jean as just a head, rolling around in the sand hopelessly crying out for help.”
Eren’s frown faltered.
“Oh, he’s rolling out to the ocean… he’s free…! Oh, no he’s… he’s sinking… turns out people with rocks for brains don’t float.”
Eren bit down on his lip to keep from smiling but let out a small, short laugh.
“Just gotta learn to laugh it off.”
Eren leaned his head on Terren’s shoulder and Terren smiled.
“It’ll be okay. He’s just one person.”
Terren continued to run his hands through Eren’s hair. “Thank you,” said Eren.
“Mhm.”