Truly, Reiner should know better than to court Eren's vengeance with this incredibly early morning. He also ought to know better than to admire Eren even as the other boy's expression darkens, a storm cloud rolling in. But Reiner has never been any good at resisting that. It was the same when they were Cadets; Eren would get worked up over something, and Reiner would inevitably watch him, drawn to that fire even then.
Maybe he should know better. If he did, though, they wouldn't be here.
Besides, it's funny to watch Eren get irritated by a flying bunny.
Reiner's eyebrows shoot up at the demand. "A kissing plant rabbit?" he repeat, already unwinding himself from his latest yoga position, shaking out his arms as he rises to his feet. It's rare that exercise feels like it could properly kick his ass; he'll have to do this more often.
But first:
"Are you sure you want it to go away?" He steps close, a hand rising to brush back Eren's hair, tucking it behind an ear. "It's a great excuse to kiss you."
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Maybe he should know better. If he did, though, they wouldn't be here.
Besides, it's funny to watch Eren get irritated by a flying bunny.
Reiner's eyebrows shoot up at the demand. "A kissing plant rabbit?" he repeat, already unwinding himself from his latest yoga position, shaking out his arms as he rises to his feet. It's rare that exercise feels like it could properly kick his ass; he'll have to do this more often.
But first:
"Are you sure you want it to go away?" He steps close, a hand rising to brush back Eren's hair, tucking it behind an ear. "It's a great excuse to kiss you."