[All of a sudden, Subaru finds it very difficult to look at Eren. It feels ridiculous for him to be so flustered, and yet, all he wants to do is hide his face in his palms.
Get a grip, Subaru Natsuki.
But then those words come - that he’s special, that he’s wanted - and he just wants to sink into the feeling that comes with it. He can feel Eren’s breath on his face, but he feels no desire to push him away.
Ah, it finally makes sense now.]
If that’s what you really want. [There’s no way he can approach this smoothly. He’s not suave. He’s blushing furiously and barely able to get his words out.] I’m no catch or anything…
[There’s no point in further self-deprecation; Eren’s already fully aware. But still.]
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Get a grip, Subaru Natsuki.
But then those words come - that he’s special, that he’s wanted - and he just wants to sink into the feeling that comes with it. He can feel Eren’s breath on his face, but he feels no desire to push him away.
Ah, it finally makes sense now.]
If that’s what you really want. [There’s no way he can approach this smoothly. He’s not suave. He’s blushing furiously and barely able to get his words out.] I’m no catch or anything…
[There’s no point in further self-deprecation; Eren’s already fully aware. But still.]
As long as you don’t mind that…