Thrilling Ecstasy

Dreadfully, Just a Dream.

(This will be a short chapter, but it is only like that for a reason.. Hehe

-Milo )

3rd POV:

The thrilling atmosphere of the mosh pit was insane. Everyone was rowdy. Especially to a certain brunette. However, I'm sure most people there were almost as excited as he.

This was his first 'Titan Slayerz' concert. He wore a wristband and a (oversized) letterman with the name 'Rivaille' written on the back underneath their logo/emblem.

It was intense.

Thump, thump, thump.

The steady 4/4 time beat of a drum was heard as a red light illuminated the drummer Erwin Smith, bringing his complexion to life.

Then, a chord was played in harmonious sync by the troublesome trio of bassists. All three, Hanji Zoe, Mike Zacharius, and Oluo Bozado were lit up just like Erwin, but their light was purple.

This went on for about a couple minutes, driving the crowd into an agonizing wait.

But to everyone's relief, the crowd erupted when a white light was shown right front and center on the one, the only Rivaille. He was wearing a signature outfit with his blindfold in his hand. (URL pasted above. Credit: Jin-BTS 'Lie' performance outfit) He held onto his 60's silver mic, head down.

The brunette wasn't alone at the concert, oh no, he was with his best frienemy Horseface- Ahem! Jean.. Jean Kirschtein. However, he was off somewhere probably flirting with one of the workers. If that was the case, it would be one in particular.

What was his name? Mark? Mario?

Oh! Marco! His name's Marco.

But that's not important.

Once Rivaille finished his and the band members' introduction, he raised his head to take another look at the large, wild crowd. Everyone's heart was racing.

Those steel-grey eyes eventually found themselves locked with two teal orbs in the mosh pit up close. Rivaille began to walk closer, agonizingly slow to those eyes he could not look away from.

Closer, closer...

The raven-haired male knelt in front of the brunette.

He placed his middle and index finger on the pretty-eyed boys Adams-Apple, slowly drawing them up his neck to his chin, which rose the boys head for a better view of each others faces.

Soon enough, the two males had their faces centimeters apart.

Closer, closer...

"Eren, wake the hell up!" An angry, oh so familiar voice of Mikasa yelled from the other side of the door.

It was officially Monday.

((Wow, that went smooth. I lost this whole chapter, and had to re-write everything. But oh well, I got it done. Hope you enjoyed, but I'm not sure when I'll be able to post again, finals are coming up so quickly. Catcha guys later! -Milo ))

Word count: 462 words