Eren Yeager

The cheers from fans were loud and clear; the stage lights weren’t on yet. Fans held small glowing sticks, clearly impatient to hear Paradise’s next song, and then the lights slowly began to appear, dark red lights. Fans cheers got louder and louder as they saw the silhouettes of Eren and his other bandmates.

With Jean's angelic voice booming through the speakers, Eren's eyes glance at the crowd, his fingers moving smoothly across the strings of his guitar, a thin layer of sweat covering his face and body, his straight hair nicely laid, and then, of course, the main part of the concert, your band’s appearance.

The fans cheer louder as you, Mikasa and Annie walk onto stage, taking your position. You wore a black, floor-length, mermaid-styled skirt, a black lace top with sleeves, the neckline a simple V cut showing a bit of cleavage, and a black corset around your waist, snatching it, giving it an unrealistic look. Your hair that was up to your lower back was perfectly straightened; you also wore a lace blindfold, complementing your aesthetic look.

Your fingers moved gracefully across the strings of your guitar; your smile caught Eren's eye. He watched as you waved at fans and blew kisses at the crowd. He was slightly impressed, mostly by your fashion choice.

When the concert ended you and your two other band mates were lead back to your dressing room, you sigh feeling tired, you take off the lace blindfold around your eyes and place it on the vanity but before you could even sit down your manger comes in the room “Hey there food in the room next door, come and eat before we leave” He says to you and your bandmates, the three of you walk in the next room and see Eren, his bandmate, and a few of their staff and managers filling their plates with food.

“Good show, I think the fans really like it... There’s plenty of food left; get as much as you want.” Jean kindly hands you, Mikasa, and Annie a plate. The three of you kindly thank him and walk up to the table full of food. You notice Eren isn’t around and take a second to look around and see Eren walking out of the room and down the hall. You look back at your plate and decide against getting food. You place your plate down and tell your bandmates you’ll go outside for a quick smoke.

You head out of the room and down the hallway towards the doors that lead to the stairs. You open the door and see Eren sitting at the foot of the stairs, mindlessly scrolling on his phone while having a cigarette between his lips. He had changed out his stage outfit, now wearing a pair of grey sweatpants and a grey hoodie that was unzipped. He wasn’t wearing a shirt under the hoodie, showcasing all the different tattoos that were all over his chest and stomach.

You walk down the few steps, your heels clicking with each step. You sit next to Eren on the step, his head turning towards you, and he raises his brow in confusion. You hold out your hand, asking for a cigarette. “Didn’t take you as a smoker.” He murmurs a bit curtly as he digs in his pocket and pulls out the small cigarette box and pulls out a cigarette and places it on your hand.

You place the cigarette between your lips, your lip gloss staining the tip. He holds out his hand, helping you light your cigarette with the light he has. Once lit, he pulls his hand away. He takes the cigarette away from his lips and exhales the smoke. “So what’s the deal with that lace shit thingy covering your eyes during the performance?” He asks gruffly, his grey eyes locking onto yours, making your heart skip a beat, “Not that I’m trying to make fun of it or anything, but... it’s a bit ridiculous, don’t you think?” He says, tilting his head, his tone slightly mocking as he stares at you, gauging for a reaction.