Rivaille punched the wall as he cursed. He was frustrated and angry at himself. Rivaille was a soldier. He was a killing-machine, his purpose of existing was to kill the titans. He wasn't supposed to have emotions and get attached, he wasn't allowed to. It would only bring pain. Rivaille had swore not to love.
But he had.
Eren was just a boy, he had just became a soldier. He had just experienced the pain of losing comrades. He was foolish.
Yet Rivaille had gotten attached to him.
He was also beautiful. He had healthy tan skin, he was tall (as much as Rivaille hated to admit, he was) and he was also slightly muscled from all the training and killing he had done. He had a strong jaw and his eyes... God, his eyes. Rivaille felt lost as he stared in his eyes, they were so deep and full of emotion... He still couldn't be sure if they were blue or green. He decided it was both.
His personality was also just as beautiful as his body was. He was brave and his ambition was strong. He cared for others. Perhaps too much, but the boy was always foolish to began with. He was willing to sacrifice himself for others. Foolish, indeed.
Yet Rivaille couldn't help but admire that side of him. Maybe he was also foolish.
He cursed once more as the smiling face of Eren appeared in his head. It was ridiculous! Foolish! He wasn't supposed to care, this wasn't him-
"Corporal?"
He turned back to meet the said boy's worried eyes. All his anger was forgetten in an instant.
"Is something wrong?"
"No."
Eren frowned and walked closer to him.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
He slammed his lips againts the younger boy's and felt Eren's arms wrap around his neck. He pressed closer until there was no space left between them and mentally smiled.
Maybe it wasn't that foolish after all.