This is for @name-is-katana247 HAPPY BIRTHDAY BBY!!!! *3* I decided to write some smol EreFar drabble, I hope you'll like it ^~^ ------ There were many versatile and most ominous reasons as to what made people in the whole world happy. Farlan's source of blissful happiness was a certain gorgeous brunet who also happened to be his lover. And that said lover became the first thing that Farlan's eyes captured when he woke up on a bright summer day in their shared penthouse inside one of the skyscrapers in New York City. Farlan boyfriend's art utensils still laid haphazardly scattered on the floor just like the couple's clothes that were tossed aside furiously when his lover had portrayed him à la "French girl" style, which had led to them making sweet and passionate love afterwards. After he let the memories of the last night spun in his mind like a film reel playing before his eyes, Farlan focused on what was his life and everything in that other human. He drank in every detail of his peacefully sleeping boyfriend Eren. The dawn's sunlight sprouted featherly through the silky curtains and sprinkled shadows of Eren's long and magnificent eyelashes. The beams draped over his smooth skin like cashmere and rounded Eren's face to highlighten his flawless facial beauty. Farlan imagined how it would be like if he had the power to steal the world's meaning of life only for him to stop time and give his lover unconditional satisfaction and love. If the things around them didn't matter, Eren would matter all the more to Farlan. Because then Eren would practically become the center of life. That may sound selfish, but Farlan would do everything to keep his lover happy. An innocent act like waking up to the sight of his boyfriend fueled Farlan's senses that yearned for fondness. Watching Eren paint and watching him sleep were two of the most peaceful things that Farlan utterly treasured. When Eren was doing either of these, Farlan felt like grasping a part of Eren's soul. Looking through him and following Eren's swaying arm or rhythmically breathing chest whirled Farlan to a vortex of infinite, pleasing haven. Just as a butterfly was attracted by the beauty of a flower, Farlan was allured and drawn to Eren. His love for him would forever glimmer in his chest, wrap him in bliss from the inside. Farlan couldn't have asked for a more gorgeous life. He caressed Eren's cheek with flimsy fingers, modest but genuine contentment curling the corners of his lips upwards. Suddenly, Eren stirred; moaning cutely as he rubbed his eyes with the blanket. He blinked, lost at first. His opening eyelids resembled like a sunrise over the ocean in fast motion. Farlan was hopelessly enamoured. Eren looked up to his boyfriend now, a glowing smile twisting across his face. So lovely, it took Farlan's breath away. Inexorably. When Farlan opened his mouth happily, he said the following words with devoted and lively affection dribbled on them. "Good morning, my love."
