[Eren's in no rush himself. He enjoys sex enough, though he's never had much time for it. He's never had sex with someone he actually felt a romantic connection with. In a way, that idea itself is entirely foreign to Eren - something he's only ever imagined. When he thinks about it with Finnick, he feels...overwhelmed, somehow.
[He'll wait, and it eventually, it will happen. He has no interest in forcing the issue.
[He kisses Finnick, another first kiss after a long parting (though they're getting shorter and shorter). These might be the best sort.
[God. Since when does he think that way? Finnick awakens something young and excited in him, even if he can't fully experience the emotion as it should be. He doesn't mind it...
[They part.]
Alright. I'll finish up. [Shouldn't take long. While Finnick's rinsing off outside, he will indeed get the sand out of the walkway, because...he's the sort that only trusts himself to do it correctly. And he did just clean this whole place...]
[He briefly looks into Eren's piercing, beautiful eyes. They don't look so dead, these days. There's something in them. He wouldn't call it happiness exactly, but something, a little hint of energy.
Finnick cleans up like a good boy, careful not to track anything in, showering and laundering as promised. His apartment looks... Spotless. Though he didn't say anything, he was a little worried about his vast shell collection being moved around or culled, but not a thing is out of place. He has no idea how Eren made it look so much better in such a short time.
Looks like he'll have to cook them dinner as a thank-you. The menu is... Fish, obviously.]
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[He'll wait, and it eventually, it will happen. He has no interest in forcing the issue.
[He kisses Finnick, another first kiss after a long parting (though they're getting shorter and shorter). These might be the best sort.
[God. Since when does he think that way? Finnick awakens something young and excited in him, even if he can't fully experience the emotion as it should be. He doesn't mind it...
[They part.]
Alright. I'll finish up. [Shouldn't take long. While Finnick's rinsing off outside, he will indeed get the sand out of the walkway, because...he's the sort that only trusts himself to do it correctly. And he did just clean this whole place...]
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Finnick cleans up like a good boy, careful not to track anything in, showering and laundering as promised. His apartment looks... Spotless. Though he didn't say anything, he was a little worried about his vast shell collection being moved around or culled, but not a thing is out of place. He has no idea how Eren made it look so much better in such a short time.
Looks like he'll have to cook them dinner as a thank-you. The menu is... Fish, obviously.]