eren yaeger, the infamous playboy, you swear you wonât fall into his trap and become one of the girls who he uses. but heâs different with you, right?
relationship: eren yaeger/fem reader
a/n: i had originally meant for this to be shorter but i messed up and ended up having to rush the relationship. it is not my best work but i like this trope. okay happy reading friends!
warnings: angst, toxic! eren, toxic! relationship. explicit language!
the sunlight slipped pass the blackout curtains and ran right into your face. you groan, âwhy the fuck are they called âblackoutâ curtains if they donât blackout the sun?â your roommate, who had been outside your door debating on wether or not she should wake you up simple let out a laugh and said, âitâs a good thing we got the cheapest ones, aye? anyways y/n your going to be late to see erenâ dragging out the last sentence. emitting another (louder) groan, you move your legs off your bed and started the day.
sometimes you wish you could make up words. make up words that describe exactly how you feel, like now. you wished you couldâve grabbed a pen and wrote a word into existence. a word stronger than hate, that would be the word you chose. which would also, be the word youâd describe your feelings towards eren yaeger. which wasnât exactly fair towards the green eyed boy.
âhey l/n, how about you stop by the dorm and -â
âcut it out horse face, the last thing y/n would want to do is be near youâ eren interrupted jean. the sandy haired boy did no more than roll his eyes and you and continued on with armin.
âdonât mind him, alright?â eren asked gifting you a small smile. a genuine smile, or so you thought.
unfair, thatâs what it was. you were unfair to eren yaeger. you had sworn you would never have any relations with the yaeger boy when you first entered college. you promised you would not be one of the hundreds of girls who shamelessly fell in love with eren only to be met with the harsh reality, that, eren yaeger loved his reputation more than anything. upon making this promise, you had never actually communicated with the boy. so you thought you would do the right thing and give him a chance. i mean he had always acted nicer, softer towards you than other girls. and so to hell with that damn promise, you were going to be fair.
more specifically, it started with things like walking you to class, taking you to the nicest place in town, taking you to see movies, buying you books, morning kisses things like ây/n why have we never done this beforeâ in which you would reply with âbecause i thought you were the biggest asshole aroundâ and a cheeky, genuine smile.
but, itâs soon progressed into this, ghosting you for days, then weeks. when you finally got ahold of him it was always some lame excuse like âi was at jeans family thingâ jeans family was out of town or worse âmy phone diedâ. in which you accepted because you wanted to give him a. fair chance.
âcome on y/n, donât be bais, give him a chanceâ
and chances for you grant him.
it had been one of those months, eren had told you he was going back him for summer break and to not contact him, being he wanted to spend time with family. you were use to it by this time, but quite frankly, you were getting more and more upset. nothing says âstop overreacting your boyfriend loves you and you just need to calm doneâ like a good old fashion frat party.
you went to the part hoping to get wasted.
you went to the part expecting it to be less crowed being that many students were away for break.
you went to the part not expecting to see your boyfriend with his tough down a blonde girls throat.
and you went to the part not expecting to feeling your heart break.
itâs pathetic, your the one who broke the promise, your the one who wanted to be fair, your the one who wanted to stay with eren, your the one who loved eren. and you were the one who expected him to get up and apologize, expecting him to stutter over his words, to beg for your forgiveness. how pathetic. the brown haired boy merely looked your way and winked. he fucking winked. thatâs bastard. but what were you going to do? run up there and scream, make a bigger fool of yourself.
you had broken your own damn promise.
you had wanted to be fair. and now look at you.
in the end, eren yaeger will only love his reputation.
in the end, eren yaeger couldnât give two shits about whatâs fair or unfair.
in the end, eren yaeger only wanted another tally of the girls heâd gotten with.
in the end, there is no such thing as fair or unfair.
