all this fratjo talk really has me missing fratboy eren so why not have em both :3 (light smut)
eren and gojo are so similar with their intentions but their processes couldn't be any more different.
fratjo! approached you as soon as he saw you, it was too hard to resist his charm for all of the three minutes it took to get to class! you had to agree to going out for ice cream tonight! especially after he requested coordinating outfits.
fratren!watched you for at least 3 days before approaching you, grabbing a book off a high shelf and handing it to you with a soft grin. you were instantly pulled in by how attentive he was throughout your brief conversationā accepting his date invitation with warm cheeks.
when they were in love, they loved hard and made sure to show it.
fratjo!'s love language was words of affirmation. you were so gentle, so loving. it was impossible to not praise your character. you made him feel like he was seen when no one else did. he made it a point to tell you how much you meant to him. how thankful he was to experience you.
fratren!ās love language was gift giving. it wasn't so much of new bags and shoesā though eren was more than happy toā it was more of filling your diy cookbook with new pages, buying you trinkets that reminded you of childhood. anything to make you feel seen and loved around him. no matter the price.
they both adored physical touch too. if living in your skin was an option, neither would blink twice before agreeing, since thatās not the case, they try to live inside of you in other ways.
fratjo! loves fucking you in public. especially because you matched his freakā fingering you under the table at dinner with your friends, bending you over in the library, you name it. he loved how you wanted it just as much as he did, clinging to him while you both tried to stay quiet. it was serene to himā really.
fratren! hates the idea of anyone else witnessing your vulnerable side. taking you privately in his bmw with illegally tinted windows was as far as he'd go. you rode him in the backseat, sharing a blunt until the car was hot with a mixture of your smoke and body heat.
fratren! is possessive. he really can't stand when someone flirts with you for more than five seconds. i meanā how could they not see the 'e+(ā
)' necklace that you wore so proudly? the diamonds more than shined on you so whatās with the guys advances?
fratjo! let's you handle it though, watching how you proudly claim him from a few feet behind. you made your way back into his arms every time. something about how you always chose him above all really got his heart racing.
despite the two's distinctive personalities, they both shared the party animal trait and never shied away from a moment to show it.
fratjo! claimed you so loudly at his parties. he sported different variations of the 'i love my gf!' tops with your face on it. every time he decided to wear a shirtā of course .
fratjo! loved having you sit atop his broad shoulders at least two times throughout the night. he was so lewd with it sometimes. when it wasn't a simple shoulder ride, he'd turn you around, your cunt facing him as jokingly shook his head side to side from in-between your legs, feeling the heat through your micro shorts. he swore he was so funny, flustering you so easily.
fratren! surprisingly claims you even louder. he looks at his parties as an opportunity to remind everyone why the somewhat quiet man was president of his frat.
fratren! laid you flat on your back ālegs over his shoulders, ring littered fingers gripping at your supple thighs as he took a body shot off you. he'd make such a show out of itā maintaining eye contact, licking up your stomach on the way to the lime in your mouth while your knees inched their way towards your head.
fratren! who was a year older than satoruā actually hated him at first (thought he was annoying), but when they finally had a proper conversationā to satoruās equal surpriseā they both shared the same ideologies.
one always had an idea and the other quickly came up with a plan to make it happen. it wasnāt long before the two natural rivals became a force to be reckoned with.
a/n: had to make sure yall remembered that frat!eren walked so fratjo could run!š i also didn't proofread... lazy i know
