Jean adjusted the black beanie that sat on his head, and shoved his hands in the pockets of his ripped skinny jeans. He glanced over to Eren and admired the way the grey and black checkered shirt clung to his chest, and the vaguely annoyed twitch of his eyebrow as he noticed Jean's stare. Eren focused his eyes ahead, and Jean smirked. He checked his phone and then glanced up. They wandered around the fair with their hands occasionally brush. Jean knew what he was doing. He pointed to a ride.

"Waltzers." Jean had to raise his voice to be heard over all of the loud music.

"What?" Eren looked at Jean.

"Do you want to go on that one?" Jean gestured to the ride with rapidly spinning bucket chairs.

"Sure." Eren nodded.

"Okay." Jean nodded.

He dug into his jeans to grab his wallet and grab the correct change for the ride. The ride eventually slowed down, and Jean grabbed Eren's arm and dragged him onto a seat in the back. He waited for Eren, who grumbled, to settle into his seat and then yanked the silver bar down into their laps. He shuffled down in the seat so that his head was beneath the rim of the ride's chair.

"Have you been on this before?" Jean looked to Eren who seemed confused by Jean's preparations.

"No." Eren shook his head.

Jean smirked. "Okay. Copy me." He smirked and gestured to his posture.

"Why? You look stupid, oh wait, no change there." Eren mumbled and then did as Jean had.

"You don't want whiplash."

"What the fuck?" Eren stared at Jean. Jean smirked cockily.

One of the people who ran the ride came over, and Jean paid for the both of them. The man held a cigarette between his lips and raised his eyebrow at Jean's smirk. He pocketed the money and stalked off to the booth in the center where a woman sat behind a small desk with a smile on her face. Her hand hovered over a button until she got the go ahead from all of the other people who came over to collect money from the people in the seats. The song changed to a fast paced song, and the ride jerked side to side, and then it very slowly started to spin. The seat started to swing from side to side as the main track also span in circles, and the cars went over the small dips and rises of the track. Eren looked to Jean with wide eyes as the ride got faster and faster, until their car span around and swung side to side purely from the force of the ride as the car was also moved along the circular wooden track. Music boomed in their ears and lights flashed wildly in the dark of the sheltered ride. Screams and whoops rose up from the other cars, and Jean grinned. Jean noticed the figure somehow manage to navigate their way to their car, and grab hold of their car, which was struggling to spin quickly on pure force alone. The man looked down at Jean and smirked. The cigarette was still between his lips, and glowing bright amber in the midst of the flashing rainbow of lights. The man smirked as he took a firm grip of the car and then span it as hard as he could.

"Oh fuck!" Eren yelled and latched onto Jean's arm as his eyes squeezed shut.

Jean laughed and whooped as they were spun in endless circles. He got cocky and lifted his arms in the air as the man gave their car a couple more harsh spins and moved off to another car, as they span along the track. Eren gripped Jean's jacket in a white knuckled grip and stared at Jean with wide eyes.

"How can you do that when we're going so fast?" Eren shouted through gritted teeth.

"What? Too scared, Jeager?" Jean flashed Eren his white teeth in a cocky grin.

"Scared? Me?" Eren asked condescendingly as he gripped Jean's jacket, "Of course not! I'm not frightened of some fucking ride." Eren growled.

"Really? Then why are you holding my jumper like that?" Jean laughed as the ride sent thrills down his spine.

"I'm not!" Eren scowled at Jean.

"You are!"

"Fuck you!"

"Maybe later." Jean shot back and grinned at Eren.

Eren was lost for words. He tried to come up with a snarky comeback, but Jean had surprised him with his frank suggestion of possible outcomes of this… thing. Was it a date? What even were they doing? He tried to rip his fingers from their iron grip on Jean's jacket, and immediately grabbed onto the steel bar that laid in their laps. His heart thumped. He thought he was going to fly off of the ride. Jean whooped beside Eren and threw his fists in the air and danced along to the song. Eren couldn't help the smile that creeped onto his face at Jean making an ass out of himself.

Eventually the ride began to slow. The music was turned down a little, as the woman in the center booth spoke into a microphone about getting ready for the next ride. Jean's arms went back into his lap and he looked at Eren, breathlessly. When the ride came to a stop, Jean lifted the steel bar and climbed out. He looked back and offered Eren his hand. Eren stubbornly shook his head and got out on his own. Eren stumbled and struggled to stay on his own two feet, and so Jean stepped forward and grabbed Eren's arm. Jean raised an eyebrow.

"A bit dizzy there, Jaeger?"

"Your face made me sick, that's why." Eren barked back and stumbled his way off of the ride.

"I'm just so dazzlingly handsome you couldn't handle it."

"Dazzlingly disgusting's more like it." Eren punched Jean's side.

"Whatever will help you to sleep at night." Jean smirked. "But I know the truth."

Eren rolled his eyes and made chatty motions with his hand. When he felt stable enough, he led Jean over to a ride called Moon Dancer. He nodded to it and raised an eyebrow in question to Jean. Jean nodded, and they lined up for the ride. They jumped into some seats and waited for the overhead bit to come down to secure them into their joined seats. Eren glanced to the woman beside him, and she looked absolutely terrified. Eren looked back to Jean, who twiddled his thumbs and turned his head to look at Eren. A woman came over and wiggled the black bar-like bit that strapped everyone in to the ride, and then nodded to a person stationed in the booth to start the ride. The ride swung them up and down, and ten pairs of legs went flying into the air, before they plummeted towards the ground, before being swung in a circle back up to hang up above in the air. Eren and Jean looked at each other and threw their hands up in the air as they were thrown towards the ground again. At one point, the ride teetered at the top again and anticipation rose within them as they waited for the ride to drop. Jean cockily made 'oooh!' noises and wiggled his fingers, until he shouted when he was suddenly jerked down and his eyes widened in shock. Eren couldn't hold back the laughter that bubbled in his throat at Jean's face, and he took the piss out of Jean and copied his actions when they were, once again, at the top of the ride. The ride waited for longer this time and then as Eren waggled his fingers mockingly at Jean, he was thrown to the floor and he gripped onto the bar-like apparatus and let a squeak fall from his lips. Jean was in hysterics. He let out a laugh that came from deep in his stomach, and Eren watched him with his eyebrows raised slightly. His cheeks heated up in embarrassment, and he quickly frowned at Jean's smug laughter.

When they climbed off of the ride, Eren pouted childishly and he punched Jean's side. Jean stuck his tongue out at Eren and kept laughing as his mind kept flashing back to the look on Eren's face as he too was fooled by Moon Dancer.

"Fucking asshole." Eren growled.

"I can't believe you fucking," Jean broke into laughter again and took a gasping breath, "you fucking, oh my god." Jean held his stomach as he laughed.

"Yeah, well, you got surprised too!" Eren replied pathetically.

"I didn't look like as much of a mug as you!" Jean stuck out his tongue teasingly.

"You look like a fucking twat, that's what you look like." Eren gritted his teeth.

"You looked like more of a twat because you got syked while taking the piss out of me." Jean frowned.

They had wandered to the edge of the fair, where the rides died away, and the food stalls were beginning to end. The dark streets were lit up by cheap yellow streetlights, and cars whizzed past on the main road. Jean bickered with Eren, and Eren snapped back as they walked along the street. There weren't any pedestrians around, as they were either at the fair, or in the takeaway shops ten minutes in the opposite direction.

"You know what's wrong with you, Jean? You're a fucking snarky asshole!" Eren grabbed Jean's jacket.

"Not as much of a snarky asshole as you!" Jean fisted his hand in Eren's shirt and backed him into the wall.

"Bullshit! Everyone knows you fucked with Marco's ex, and that's an asshole move if ever I saw one." Eren bit out.

Jean growled and smashed his lips into Eren's. His teeth caught Eren's lip, and Eren hissed. Eren's hand slipped to grip onto the back of Jean's shirt. Jean's hand slid into Eren's hair and gripped it tightly. He yanked Eren's head to the side, causing Eren to let out a hiss as Jean brought his hips to Eren's and pinned him against the wall. Eren was trapped with Jean's teeth scraping his neck and making him bite his lip in an attempt to keep in the moan that threatened to slip from his bruised lips. His heart rate ran like a rabbit on speed, and he felt a curling finger of arousal in his gut. Jean huffed hot breath over Eren's neck as he moved Eren's shirt down to bite his collar bone. Eren gasped. Jean lifted his head and hurriedly brought his lips to Eren's, and Eren fought to dominate Jean, and bit his lip. Jean winced and took in a quick breath, which gave Eren the golden opportunity to slide his tongue between Jean's lips. Eren delved his tongue inside as Jean tried to fight against Eren, and Eren refused as he sucked on Jean's tongue. Eren pulled back and saw the heated spark in Jean's eyes, as he put his hands on Eren's hips and gripped them hard enough to leave marks. Jean's pupils were wide, and an animalistic growl rose in his throat as his fingers edged under Eren's shirt and stroked his soft caramel skin.

"Eren." Jean whispered between harsh breaths.

"Fuck."

Eren squirmed as Jean rolled his hips against Eren's, and drew a hiss from between Eren's teeth. Jean felt the way that Eren's fingers curled into his hair, and saw Eren lean his head back against the wall. Jean kissed along Eren's throat and sucked his neck hungrily. Eren sank his teeth into his lip and closed his eyes. His breaths stuttered as Jean bit and sucked Eren's collarbone greedily, like a man starved. A car screeched to a stop down the street and Eren's head snapped up with flushed cheeks, and he froze. He swore he heard a distant scream and he looked off down the street. Jean pulled his head up and looked at Eren with his eyebrows furrowed.

"What's," Jean panted, "what's wrong?"

"What was that?" Eren gulped.

"It was just some idiot." Jean shook his head.

"Yeah, but, that was…" Eren took a deep breath and shook his head. "N-never mind. I should get going."

"But, Eren." Jean loosened his grip on Eren's hips.

"I, uh. I should get home."

"I'll walk you." Jean took a tiny step back.

Eren paused. "Okay." He nodded. "Thanks."

"Okay." Jean nodded and smiled.

Jean gently pulled away from Eren and let him get himself together. Eren ran a hand through his hair in an attempt to tame it, and he wiped off his jeans. Jean leaned forward with his mouth open slightly, and adjusted Eren's shirt. Eren nodded and felt his cheeks heat up slightly in embarrassment. Jean smirked and led Eren back to Eren's flat. Eren unlocked his door and brought Jean inside. Jean glanced around and opened his mouth to say something, but Eren's arms had locked around his neck as Eren latched onto his lips. Jean almost fell back, but felt Eren pulling him forwards. Eren somehow managed to guide them through the dark, past fallen books, and towards Eren's room.

The door slammed open, and Eren dragged Jean inside. He thrust Jean against the door as soon as it closed, and he placed kisses on the corner of Jean's mouth before trailing kisses down Jean's neck. He pushed Jean's shirt up and ran his fingers over Jean's stomach, as Jean quivered under his fingertips and took in a shuddered breath. Eren bit his lip as he looked at Jean's stomach and he flicked his eyes up to meet Jean's amber eyes. Jean's mouth fell open and his tongue darted out to wet his lip.

Eren grabbed Jean by his belt loops and dragged him to the bed. He threw Jean down and looked down at him from the end of the bed. Jean leaned back on his hands and glanced to Eren before he teasingly slid his thumbs down to the waist of his jeans. He fingered the button.

"Well, Jaeger?"