cw/tags: ~5.7k words, smut, oral sex (fem rec), vaginal intercourse
When you woke up the morning of the exam, your optimism was in full bloom after last night. You had gotten most of the Kahoot questions right, slightly boosting your ego, even if you lost to Eren.
Plus, you had a dream of you frolicking in a field of white roses with a dove companion. It had to be a sign for something good, white roses were your favorite.
You sat at the island in one of the barstools eating a breakfast wrap Mikasa bought, due to the lack of groceries in the apartment. She sat next to you, as she typed away on her laptop. Apparently she had a big paper due soon.
One thing you enjoyed the most about being a STEM major were the lack of papers. You had a research paper here and there, but most of your classes were exam based. Speaking of exams, you mentally tossed questions at yourself as review.
"How was studying with Eren?" Mikasa glanced over at you, her fingers still typing at her keyboard.
You looked at her in confusion, still chewing your food. You held up a finger, before swallowing.
"Uh, pretty good. How'd you know about that?" You questioned, placing the half eaten wrap onto its paper.
"He texted me about the mat, then I questioned why he was at the house and he said you asked him." She shrugged, her attention moved back to her laptop.
"Oh." You grabbed your wrap, taking another bite.
"But that's good. Seems like he's warming up to you." She smiled with a nod.
"Wow, after 2 years." You scoffed.
She laughed at your response.
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Bundled in your coat and scarf, you made your way into the lecture hall. You glanced up at the back row to see Reiner and Eren already at their seats, talking to one another. Your gaze moved down to Ymir at the front, her eyes were glued to her notebook.
You sat next to her, pulling the tiny desk table towards you. You never understood how they expected you guys to work with such a small slab of wood. You shook your head, before turning to Ymir.
"Hey." You greeted.
"Oh, hey." She glanced over at you with a quick smile.
"You get any studying done?" You questioned.
"Eh, as much as I could during my shift." She shrugged.
"What about you?" She flipped a page of her notebook.
"I ended up having a bit of a study sesh with Eren. It was actually pretty helpful." You nodded.
"Ugh, lucky. I'm gonna have to get in on that next time." She declared.
"Hello, hello." Dr. Hange greeted, strolling into the room, a thick stack of paper in her arms.
"It's exam time!" She exclaimed.
"Oh fuck me," Ymir blurted.
You snickered at her remark, taking off your layers, making yourself comfortable.
"You've got this," you whispered.
"Yeah, yeah." She waved, putting away her notes.
"If you finish early, wait on me." She instructed.
You nodded in response.
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You finished the exam about 30 minutes later. After shrugging back on your coat, you stuffed your scarf into your tote.
Professor Hange had instructed you all to place your exams at the podium. You walked up, handing in your packet, giving her a small nod. She returned the gesture.
Once you were out in the hall, you let out a sigh of relief. The exam wasn't too bad, but you also didn't think you aced it. You projected a C at the lowest and B+ at the highest. Studying last night really helped though.
A few minutes passed and every time the lecture door opened, your head instinctively shot up to see if it was Ymir. Each time it was a different classmate. This time, it was Eren.
He walked out of the room, his backpack slung on one of his shoulders. He wore a navy blue hoodie, a black puffer on top, and jeans.
He pushed his hair out of his face, before registering it was you standing by the door. With a nod, he stood beside you.
The two of you turned to each other.
"How-" you spoke in unison.
"Sorry, you go first." He prompted, rubbing the side of his neck.
"Oh, I was just gonna ask how you think you did?"
"Decent I guess, probably a B." He shrugged, pulling his bag fully onto his shoulders. The puffer seemed to be in the way.
"Same, what were you gonna say?" You asked.
"Pretty much the same thing. I was gonna ask how you felt about it." He pushed another strand of hair back, his emerald eyes searched your face.
"Pretty good, thanks to last night."
"Thank you for coming though. I actually memorized a lot from our competition." You gave him a half smile and a nod.
"It's nothing, it helped me a lot too." He mirrored your smile.
"So, you waiting on Reiner?" You questioned.
"Yep, you waiting on Ymir?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Yep," you nodded.
Just like clockwork, both Reiner and Ymir exited the lecture hall. By the looks on their faces, the exam didn't seem to go so well for them.
"How you think you did?" You questioned, a tight smile decorated your face, testing the waters.
"I'd be happy if I made a D at this point." Reiner shrugged, his broad shoulders slumped.
"Same." Ymir nodded.
"There's always next time. We'll just have to make time in our schedules to study together." You reassured.
"Welp, I'm hungry and I think I deserve something after that." Ymir sighed.
"Same." Reiner nodded.
"You guys coming?" He asked, he seemed to have perked up quick.
"Sure, I got a bit of time before my next class." You shrugged. You also were a bit hungry again. Sasha's greed was rubbing off on you.
"I'm down, went to the gym this morning so I'm free." Eren added.
"Great, let's go. Everybody's food's on me." Reiner headed down the hall towards the exit. The three of you followed his lead.
"Wow, you're spending your dining dollars on us? We're so flattered." Ymir sarcastically retorted.
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At the cafe, Reiner bought all of you club sandwiches and fries. The four of you sat at a booth eating your food. You and Ymir sat on one side while the guys sat on the other.
You took a bite of one of your fries, needed ketchup. You skimmed around the table, until your eyes directed to Eren.
"Can you pass the ketchup?" You pointed at the bottle. His green eyes flickered up from his sandwich, to you.
He was chewing his food, so he nodded, passing it to you. You reached for the container, your fingers slightly brushing each other. His hand was ice cold, even though you were in the heated cafe.
"Your hand is freezing." You noted, concerned, taking the bottle.
"You aren't secretly a 100 year old vampire, are you?" You raised a brow, squeezing some of the ketchup onto the side of the paper tray.
Ymir and Reiner snickered at your comment. Eren swallowed his food, clearing his throat.
"Haha ha," he mocked.
"Sadly I'm not, I'm just anemic." He shrugged, taking another bite of his sandwich.
"I dunno, that could just be your cover." You smirked.
He playfully rolled his eyes in response.
Once you were all finished, Reiner let out a belch so loud, some people around you turned their heads.
"Bro, you're actually disgusting." Ymir grimaced, strolling on her phone.
"Ooh, they're giving out free hot chocolate at Titan's Tea today." Her tone immediately shifted.
"You guys down for some?" She questioned, looking around the table.
"Sure," you nodded.
"Yeah, why not?" Eren shrugged.
"I mean, I'm not turning down free stuff." Reiner added. You noticed Eren shook his head in response.
"I'll go get 'em." She nodded, getting out of her seat. While you guys were at the cafeteria part of the food court, Titan's Tea was on the other side of the building.
"I'll walk with you to justify drinking liquid chocolate." Reiner added, standing from his side of the booth.
"Well, guess we'll be back." Ymir shrugged, nudging Reiner with her shoulder before they left.
Once they were gone, you and Eren sat in the booths across from each other in silence. Your eyes roamed the cafe, watching people in their natural habitat. A guy walked past with safety goggles wrapped around his neck.
Your gaze shifted to Eren, who was typing on his phone.
"So, what do you help your dad with in the lab?" You questioned.
His eyes flickered to you, facing his phone down on the table.
"I mainly just do whatever he needs me to do. Mostly pipetting and setting up. I'm basically his unofficial TA, since they didn't give him one this semester." He shrugged.
"Oh, cool. I guess you could use that as experience too no?" You questioned.
"Yeah, I guess."
You nodded at his response, shifting your attention back to the cafeteria. You noticed a familiar ashy blonde walking through a crowd of people.
"Jean," you shouted, hoping you didn't bring too much attention to yourself.
His head whipped around, attempting to find you. You waved your arm to get his attention. Once he locked eyes on you, a smile grew on his face. He walked over to the booth.
"Hey baby." He greeted.
"Oh, sup Eren."
Eren gave him a nod in return, his eyes were back at his phone.
"What're you two doing here, I thought you had class around this time." He questioned, taking a seat next to you.
"We had an exam and got out early. Ymir and Reiner left to get hot cocoa." You smiled.
"Mmm," he hummed. One of his hands reached towards your face, cupping your cheek. You leaned into his touch, gazing into his pretty light brown eyes. He inched his face closer, your nose touching his, before he pulled you into a quick kiss.
He pulled back, searching your face.
"God, I can't wait for Saturday." He smirked. It was your annual Valentine's dinner with his parents.
"Uh, my dad needs me at the lab." Eren announced, scooting out of the booth.
"Oh, see you around." You looked over at him with a tight smile. Jean took his hand from your face, placing it on your thigh.
"Yeah bro, see you at home." He nodded.
Without another word, Eren turned to leave, walking into the crowd of students.
"You know, it's kinda weird seeing you guys together." Jean chuckled.
"Why?" You questioned.
"Dunno, guess it just took Eren some time trusting you. For a minute I thought he never would," He shrugged.
"How's it been working with him anyways. You guys seem to be locked in when we're in class." His hand caressed your thigh.
"Pretty good, like you said I think he's finally deemed me worthy." You shrugged.
"What about you and Hitch?" You questioned, searching his face.
"Decent, we're getting things done." He smiled, leaning his face towards yours again.
"Eww, get a room." Ymir complained, slipping into the other side of the booth, taking Eren's seat.
Reiner scooted in, beside her.
"Where's Jaeger?" He questioned, handing you a cup of cocoa.
"Thanks, his dad needed him at the lab." You explained.
"Well, guess Jean boy can take his then." Ymir handed the drink over to him.
"Eh, why not, I'll work it off at the gym later." He grabbed the cup.
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After your second class, you walked to the apartment, trudging through the door. Mikasa and Sasha sat on the sofa. Their heads turned to greet you.
"Hey hey," Sasha smiled.
"Hey." You smiled in return, taking off your scarf and bag, then your coat.
"How was the exam?" Mikasa asked.
"I passed for sure, but I doubt it's an A." With a sigh, you strolled towards the fridge, opening it, nothing.
"We have to go grocery shopping tomorrow." You declared, closing the door.
"Take out?" Sasha suggested.
"Yes!"
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At the clinic, you'd been helping Dr. Smith in the back with the animals, since Petra was finally able to come back. On Thursday, he allowed you to practice administering shots, which was nerve racking, but you got the hang of it eventually.
Although you were extremely drained after the clinic, you and the girls finally went grocery shopping.
As the three of you stood in line with two baskets(yes two) of food, you felt your phone buzz in the pocket of your scrubs. You fetched for the device, Jean was calling you.
You lifted it to your ear with a hello.
"Hey baby, just wanted to hear your voice and tell you my mom wanted you to wear the dress she got you on your birthday for the dinner."
In this weather?
"Oh, okay." You nodded, even though he couldn't see you.
"What you doing?"
"At the grocery store with Mika and Sash."
"Ah, cool."
"What're you up to?" You questioned.
"Nothing, making sure I have everything for the away game tomorrow."
"Away game?"
"Yeah, I thought I told you. Sorry." He sighed.
"No, it's cool. It works out actually, that means we can stay in tomorrow." You shrugged looking over at the girls. Sasha was skimming through the checkout isle candy, while Mikasa was staring forward, waiting on the person in front of you to finish.
"We'll see each other Saturday." A tight smile formed against your lips.
"Yeah."
The person in front of you was pulling out their card to pay for their things and Mikasa began loading your groceries onto the conveyer belt. Sasha grabbed three chocolate bars and placed them in one of the baskets.
"Uh babe, I'll call you back. We're next in line."
"Love you." You added, before hanging up the phone. You sucked your teeth when you realized you hadn't given him time to say it back, grabbing a bag of potatoes from the basket.
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The next morning, you woke up to a new group chat with you, Reiner, Ymir, and who you assumed to be Eren. The chat was named, anatomy sucks.
5:37 a.m.
reinaa
Anybody up? Exam results are out...
unknown number
im up now...
reinaa
Good, what you get?
unknown number
96
reinaa
Ofc you did :/
Okay, let me see what I got
OMFGGGG I GOTTA 70 BROOOO
AYEE ITS NOT A F
unknown number
an F*
reinaa
Fuck you jeager
*unknown number laughed at reinaa's message*
7:43
ymirrr
I GOT A 72 AGHHHH
it had to have been y/n's notes tbh
After silently laughing at the message thread, you went to view your results. You took a deep breath and pressed your grade.
OH MY GOD!
You went back to the group chat to reply.
8:22
you
aghhh congrats guysss!!!
i made a 92 :)
ymirrr
nerdsss...
but congrats to us fr
*you loved ymirrr's message*
The rest of the day, you and the girls sat on the couch in your pjs, watching early 2000s rom-coms. It was to make up to Mikasa for you and Sasha being gone for Valentine's Day. Although, she was probably happy having the house to herself.
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You sat beside Jean, staring down at your fifth course, a strawberry, hibiscus, sudachi ice cream. At least that's what you could remember the waitress describing it as. The pink ice cream was atop a splatter of bright red cherry sauce, that for some reason you equated to resembling blood.
"Y/n?" A voice faintly called.
"Y/n?"
Your mind snapped back to the conversation.
Mrs. Kirstein looked over at you with concern. Her and Mayor Kirstein sat across from the two of you. Mr. Kirstein and Jean had already began eating the fifth course.
"Oh, sorry. I zoned out for a second." You flashed her an apologetic smile. Most of the dinner had been election talk, your mind had started to drift off.
"No, it's okay. I was asking if you were still enjoying your experience at the clinic?" She returned the smile.
"Absolutely, I love it. I'm still very grateful for the opportunity." You nodded, taking a sip of your wine.
"Anything for you Y/n." Mayor Kirstein chimed in. He'd finished the scoop of ice cream, now moving onto the bloody sauce. Seeing him finish it so quickly made you wonder if you'd judged the dessert too soon.
"I can see your ambition, that's why I helped you." He nodded, grabbing a cloth napkin to clean some of the sauce from his lips.
"You're the perfect girl for our son." A corner of Mrs. Kirstein's mouth quirked up.
"Yes, she is." Jean spoke, wrapping his arm around you, embracing you with a side hug. His thumb caressed the bare skin of your shoulder, before he lowered his hand down to sit at your thigh.
You reached a hand down to his, interlocking your fingers. You glanced over at him, his head was already turned to you, a grin decorated his lips. This was what you needed, time together to get your spark back.
' I love you,' you mouthed.
'love you too'
You smiled to yourself, glancing down at the ice cream, deciding to give it a chance. You picked up your spoon, dipping it into the red dessert.
It was a perfect blend of sweet and tart and you cursed yourself for almost not eating it.
After you all finished your course, Mayor Kirstein looked up at the two of you.
"Well, we should probably get going. I'm sure you two have other plans for tonight." He nodded, eyeing you and Jean from across the table.
"Dad..." Jean groaned.
You cleared your throat.
"Thank you again for another wonderful Valentine's dinner." You smiled.
Although most of the dinner consisted of discussions about the mayoral election, you enjoyed spending time with Jean.
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You shivered from the cold, as the two of you stood waiting for the valet to bring his car around. Your wool coat was putting up a fight, but it ultimately lost. The silk black dress underneath didn't help either.
Because of the bouquet of red roses in your arms, you weren't able to cross them for warmth. Jean had brought them to the apartment when he'd picked you up, although they weren't your favorite, they were still beautiful. It was the thought that counted anyways.
You looked over at Jean, the tip of his nose was bright red, cute. You smiled over at him, although he was staring straight forward. He must have felt your eyes watching him because he turned to you.
"What?" He questioned, a grin spreading against his lips.
"Nothing, your nose is turning red." You giggled.
"So I'm giving Rudolph?" He smirked, smoldering a bit.
"The cutest Rudolph I've ever seen."
"Yeah?" He moved closer, grabbing your waist.
You smiled up at him. His ash blonde hair was pushed back, showing off his pretty forehead, light brown eyes searched your face.
"Yeah." You glanced at his lips.
Jean's car pulled up next to you, breaking your trance.
"My place?" He questioned.
You simply nodded in response.
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At the guys' apartment, you swiftly kicked off your heels. Your coat was already off, laying on Jean's side of the room. He stood in front of you, unbuttoning his shirt. You went to slip off your dress, his eyes followed your movements.
"Fuck, you don't know how much I've missed you."
You smirked in response, pulling down one strap, then the other. The silk fabric dropped to the floor. You now, stood in nothing but a pair of red thongs.
Jean shrugged his shirt off in anticipation, visibly desperate for your touch. He abruptly grabbed your face with both hands, pulling you into a kiss.
His lips smashed into yours, warm and soft. You reached to finger the hair at the back of his neck, giving it a slight tug. In return, he groaned into your mouth. The two of you moved in sync with familiarity.
A hand glided from his neck, down to his chest, fingers spreading against the fine hair. Then, they were at his belt buckle, fumbling to set him free.
Once the leather barrier was removed, you unbuttoned, then unzipped his pants, tugging until they fell to his ankles.
He shook them off and kicked them to the side. Breaking the kiss, he caressed the sides of your face.
His lips dipped to your jaw, peppering you with kisses down to your neck. He wrapped his mouth around the skin, sucking until he knew a mark would form. While one hand held the side of your neck, the other moved to your breast, pulling at the sensitive bud.
A soft moan escaped your mouth, before you dipped your hand into his briefs, setting him free.
His hard dick slapped his abdomen, seeping with pre-cum. You rubbed around the tip with your thumb, gaining another groan that rumbled through the silent apartment.
He dropped his head from your neck to your breasts, taking one into his mouth, suckling. You began palming him with one hand, while the other moved to hold the back of his head.
He moaned against your skin, your pussy throbbed with need. His tongue swirled around your areola, coaxing a whimper from your lips. Giving your nipple one last suck, he released your breast with a 'pop'. His face raised to yours.
"Get on the bed." He commanded, eyes dark with lust.
Your hands left him, quickly climbing onto the twin-sized bed. You sank your knees into the mattress, before you could turn to sit, his hand stopped you.
"Stay like that."
So you stayed there, on all fours. His hands moved from your ass to your back, pushing it into an arch. The sound of him shifting behind you, prompted you to turn your head.
He was on his knees staring at your barely clothed cunt. Hooking a finger around your thong, he pushed the thin piece of fabric over, gaining better access.
Then, the base of his tongue connected to your dripping pussy, licking from your clit to up to your hole. You sucked in your breathe at the action.
"Fuck," you moaned.
Both his hands moved to your ass, gripping them, as he glided his tongue against your slick again. You rested your head and elbows onto the mattress, taking in the pleasure.
His tongue flicked at your clit, building pleasure against the sensitive bud. He feverishly lapped at your cunt. You arched your back further, pushing yourself onto his mouth.
"Mmm" he groaned against you, sending vibrations through your core. His grip on your ass was so tight, you knew you'd be sore in the morning.
Sliding from your clit to your hole, he dipped his tongue inside, swirling it around. "Fuck baby," you cried.
As his tongue worked at your hole, he took one hand from your ass, his thumb connected with your clit, adding pressure. Your knees weakened against the bed.
The stimulation from his thumb and tongue coaxed your release. You heaved against his comforter from the pleasure.
"Cum for me baby," he ordered against your cunt.
He removed his thumb from your clit, reattaching his mouth to the bundle of nerves. You cried out, as he sucked on the bud, while his tongue swirled around in circular motions.
"I- I'm gonna cum," you announced.
Release washed over you, weakening your body. Your knees shook against the mattress. He lapped up more of your juices, coaxing you down from your orgasm.
Before you could register it, he was on his feet aligning his length with your entrance. Your head snapped back to look at him.
His stubble dripped with you and you don't know why it made you feel so territorial. You growled at the sight.
While one of his hands held your waist, the other inserted himself into you, filling your begging cunt.
"Aghh fuck, so wet for me." He grunted, before pulling out slowly, then slamming back into you.
You let out a yelp from the contact, his tip brushing your sweet spot. Jean repeated his pursuit against your cunt, hammering into you with ease.
He raised his hand before connecting it to the plump skin of your ass.
"Fuck," you cried out. Tears drew from your eyes from the stimulation. You squeezed yourself around him, gaining another slap.
With a death grip on your ass, hips snapped into you, relentlessly, routinely. Your back arched further, pushing yourself against him, searching for release.
Over and over, again and again, his tip brushed your cervix. A growl left his mouth and another slap attacked the sore area.
Your hands spread against the bed, grabbing onto the sheets. You bit your lip from the pleasure and pain.
Jean's pursuit against your cunt didn't let up, coaxing another orgasm out of you.
"Mmm."
Your knees trembled, body slumped.
"Nuh uh." He protested, raising you up by the waist.
Another slap sounded the room. The overstimulation triggered more tears, mascara staining his sheets.
"Oh fuck baby, I'm gonna cum."
With a few more strokes, he pounded into you, before pulling out.
"Come here."
You weakly pushed your body from the bed, turning to him.
He stroked himself, waiting for you.
You dropped to your knees in front of him, mouth wide. His milky cum shot straight onto your tongue.
"Aghh fuck." He moaned, finishing in your mouth.
You swallowed, slowly raising onto your feet. Jean turned your face to glance at your neck, placing a kiss on the hickeys he'd left.
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You woke up in a haze, your head beaming. For a brisk minute, you had forgotten where you were. The room was jet black and the only thing you could hear were Jean's soft snores next to you. He laid on his stomach, his face pushed into his pillow.
With a soft sigh, you silently rose from the bed, hoping you didn't wake him. As soon as you were standing, your bladder demanded release. You tiptoed to his desk, grabbing your phone, before slipping into the bathroom.
The pain from your headache increased once you turned on the light. You looked down at the time, 3:24. After placing your phone by the sink, you walked to the toilet to pee.
You silently hummed, feeling instant relief. Once you were done, you walked over to the mirror, your body jolted at the sight of your reflection.
Mascara flowed down from your eyes, to your chin, on both sides. Your lipstick was smeared on your lips and the hickeys Jean had left were slowly darkening on your neck.
Tears pricked at your eyes, before they came rushing down. You didn't know what provoked them, but once they started, you couldn't stop. You silently wept, both hands against the marble counter, staring a your reflection.
Everything just felt off, but you couldn't put your finger on it. Then you were spiraling, wracking your brain on how to get your shit back together. You began hyperventilating and for a split second, you thought you were about to have a panic attack until the door swung open.
Your head snapped back to see Eren.
"Oh my God, I'm sorry." He apologized, shielding his eyes, swiftly closing the door back.
It took everything in you not to start bawling again in the moment. You took in deep breaths, in and out. Then, you finally spoke.
"It's okay, can you just hand me my dress? It should be somewhere on the floor." You croaked, your words barely coming out. You hoped he could hear you.
"Yeah, of course." He answered. Then you heard shuffling around the room. It was still dark in there, he was probably having a hard ti-
He knocked against the door.
"Found it."
You took in a few more breaths, before cracking the door open, grabbing the dress.
"Thank you." You whispered, closing and locking the door.
"Fuck, I'm really sorry Y/n. I thought Jean left the bathroom light on." You heard him sigh on the other side of the door.
"It's fine, I'm fine." You slipped the dress on. You didn't know if you were trying to convince him or yourself .
Your reflection taunted you in the mirror, your eyes swollen from crying. You broke off a piece of paper towel, turning on the water, you attempted to fix yourself up.
Once you felt you had a semblance of control back, you unlocked the door, walking into the room. Thankfully, Eren was gone. You could still hear Jean's faint snores.
You searched for your shoes and grabbed your coat, walking out of the dark room, into the living area.
Eren stood in the kitchen, drinking a glass of water. His eyebrows knitted in confusion once he saw you.
All you wanted to do was to curl up in your bed and forget about the past few minutes. You were going to depart with no words, but you couldn't.
So, you nodded at him.
"Welp I'm gone, you can get to bed now."
"You're not staying? It's kinda late." He questioned, placing the glass onto the counter.
"I can sleep on the couch, if you're uncomfortable." He added and that just made it worse. You didn't want him feeling uncomfortable. You were the one invading his space.
"No, it's okay. I just wanna sleep in my own bed." You shrugged, making your way towards the door.
"Well then, I should probably walk with you." He suggested, already walking over to the couch to grab his coat.
"Plus, I wouldn't wanna be the last one to have seen you, if you went missing" He nodded, now at the door beside you.
"What if you're the reason I go missing?" Your voice quivered.
"Let's go." He sighed.
"Eren, it's fine. I'm a big girl." You managed to flash him a tight smile.
"Nope." He shook his head, opening the door, awaiting your exit.
"Fine." You gave in, walking past him, out of the apartment.
After locking the door behind him, he followed you out.
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Once you were outside, the frigid air immediately connected with your face, drying any leftover tears. You wrapped your coat as tight as you could and prayed you didn't get frostbite on your feet.
Your heels clacked against the pavement, as you walked to your apartment, shivering your ass off. You covered your ears with your hands, afraid they would freeze off.
"My coat has a hood if you want it." A voice announced behind you, and you'd almost forgotten Eren was there.
You simply shook your head, keeping your attention forward.
He let out a sigh and then a few seconds later, his hood was being placed on the top of your head.
"Wouldn't want you getting sick, I need you for the project." He glanced over, now walking beside you.
"Hahaha." You mocked. You didn't take if off, it was a relief to your ears.
Silence grew between the two of you. The silence you usually hated, but now longed for. You wanted to embrace the stillness of the world for a minute.
"So, why were you crying?" He shattered the silence.
You cleared your throat.
"Huh?" You questioned.
"Why were you crying?" He repeated, although you thought he'd take the hint that you didn't want to answer.
"I wasn't."
"Then why's your mascara smeared?"
Why did it matter?
"What makes you think they were sad tears?" You shrugged, still facing forward, you didn't want him dissecting you with his eyes.
"Were they?" He scoffed.
Technically, yes.
"Does it really matter?"
"Anyways, where were you? Jean said you were supposed to be gone all night." You deflected.
"I was out."
"Out, hmm?"
"Yeah," He sighed.
"But, I kinda did something I regret." He added.
You finally looked over at him, he was visibly cold, his hands shoved into the pocket of his hoodie.
"What was it?" You fished.
"I thought it would fill a void, but it wasn't what I really wanted."
"And to be honest...I think I knew it all along. I was just trying to ignore it."
You never thought you'd hear this much about his personal life, even if he was speaking in codes. Then it hit you, he was probably buzzed.
"Wow," was the only thing your mouth could conjure up.
"Yeah, sorry. I dunno why I told you that." He let out a nervous chuckle.
"Well, now I feel bad about you oversharing. So, yes I was crying."
"I don't really know why, it kind of just started. Then it spiraled and the next thing I knew, I was on the verge of a panic attack."
"I- I just want to get back into my groove, to have a bit more control. It feels like I'm loosing my grip."
"Now, we're even." You smiled over at him, his eyes were already directed at you.
He returned the smile.
"Yeah, guess so."
"I hope you figure things out, but you know that you don't have to have control over everything in your life. Especially at 21." He nodded.
"I know it sounds weird coming from me, but it's true."
"Thanks, and I hope you find something to fill that void permanently."
"Yeah, me too."
The two of you finally arrived at your building, standing out in front of the entrance.
"Welp, thank you for insisting on walking me here." You took the hood of his coat from your head, handing it over to him.
"No problem." He grabbed it.
"Let me know when you make it back to your building. If I don't wake up in the morning with a message, I'll assume you were kidnapped and have to live with that guilt."
"Who would kidnap me?" He scoffed.
"I dunno, the name rhymes with ditch." You blurted.
A look flashed on his face, but before you could register it, it was gone.
"Well then, I'll inform you." He shook his head.
"Thanks again, you didn't have to." You crossed your arms, shivering from a gust of wind.
"Mhm, see you Y/n." He turned, making his way back to his building.
✎ hope you enjoyed! sorry for taking weeks to update, every time i got a bit of free time i was reading fics instead of writing for mine :) ive also have been binging dark on netflix
also very excited for next chapter, ik i say this about every chapter but it's one of my favs!
cw/tags: ~8k words, idk this is a pretty chill chapter
You and Ymir sat at the front of the lecture hall. Your attention directed towards Professor Hange, as she began class. The pre-lecture chatter simmered to a halt.
"Today, we'll begin discussing the nervous system." She clapped excitedly.
"Now, who can tell me the parts of a neuron?"
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After an hour and a half of Professor Hange rambling about the brain, she dismissed class, but not before reminding you all about your first exam, which you had completely forgotten about.
Although it was a hefty amount of material to remember, you were good...as long as you studied.
As you packed your things to leave, Ymir stayed seated, glancing over at you.
"Did you understand any of that?" Her eyebrows knitted with confusion.
"Yes..." You let out a slight chuckle, grabbing your tote bag.
"You've got this," you added, with a cheery smile. Ymir rolled her eyes in response, grabbing her backpack.
"I might need to borrow your brain Wednesday," she sighed, rising from her seat.
"I don't know about that, but I'll send you my notes."
You patted her shoulder, as the two of you made your way out of the lecture hall.
"Ahh, you're a life saver!" She exclaimed.
The two of you parted and you made your way upstairs, to animal genetics. It was your favorite course this semester.
As you walked up the last step, your phone vibrated in your coat pocket. Before you could reach for it, you noticed Hitch coming down the hall.
She wore a white baby tee, flared jeans, a black leather jacket, and black leather boots to match. Instead of pigtails, she wore her hair down. Cute.
Your first instinct was to keep walking towards your class, but she noticed you, with a bright smile decorating her face.
"Oh my god, Y/n?" She exclaimed.
"The one and only," you replied, immediately regretting it, you cringed at your response.
She kept walking, until she met you at the top of the stairs.
"Where you headed?" Her head tilted, awaiting your answer.
"Animal genetics, then the library to start on the career project." You slowly nodded.
"Oh? You're starting already?" She questioned.
"Yeah, I mean the course is only half a semester..."
Guess her and Jean hadn't.
"Anyways, where you headed?" You asked, and you didn't know why, you didn't think you cared.
However, Mikasa and Sasha would be pissed if you didn't use this moment to fish for info and their nosiness rubbed off on you.
"Uhh, probably the gym," She shrugged, resting her hands in the pockets of her jacket.
"Oh? Do you go with the other girls on the team?" You questioned, shifting on your feet.
"Yeah, sometimes I go with the girls, and sometimes I...don't." She shrugged. Weird.
"Ahh okay, well it was nice seeing you. My class should be starting soon," You let out a nervous chuckle.
"Of course, see you around," She smiled, with a wink, walking past you and down the stairs.
You shook your head at the interaction, and headed down the hall, still making it to class a few minutes early. You swiftly found your seat towards the front.
Once you were settled, you finally checked your phone.
*Instagram: 1 new message*
eren j.
what time are you out of class?
you
2:25
You replied, tapping your fingers against your desk, waiting for his response.
eren j.
can we meet @ 5? i need time for the gym
you
sure, that's fine
*eren j. liked your message*
Hmm, the gym...
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After class, you walked to your apartment building. It was still freezing out, but at least the sun was bright today, providing you with a bit of relief.
You made your way through the lobby, up the stairs, and into your apartment.
"I'm homeee," you called out.
No response.
You shrugged, trudging to the kitchen. You hadn't eaten all day, the only thing you had on your stomach was a chai before your lecture. You opened the fridge, peeping the pasta Sasha brought back from one of her classes.
It looked like enough for one person, you'd just have to make it up to her later. Taking the container out of the fridge, you removed the lid, and placed it into the microwave.
Mmm, micro-plastics and radiation.
As the container swirled in the microwave, you opted to grab yourself a fork, then a water bottle from the fridge.
*BEEP*
*BEEP*
You walked over to the microwave, grabbing the warm container, taking a seat at the island.
From your first bite, you knew you didn't warm the pasta long enough. It was pretty good, a typical pesto dish. It would have been even better if it were hot, but you were too lazy to get back up.
So, you ate the lukewarm pasta and contemplated if you'd done enough research for the project.
Last Tuesday, when you had a bit of down time at the clinic, you went ahead and compiled a bit of research on neurosurgery. It was mainly a basic premise of the profession and some history.
You didn't want to come to the session empty handed, and from what you noticed, Eren didn't seem to half ass anything. They were just notes so you'd at least look like you knew what you were talking about.
You sighed, taking another bite.
It's not like you cared about what Eren thought, but you hated being seen as incompetent.
You wanted to make a good impression as his partner. It was the people pleaser in you.
Once you finished the pasta, you rinsed out the container, and placed it into the dishwasher. Then you were off to your room to take a nap before heading to the library.
*RINGGG*
You groaned at the sound of your alarm. Picking up your phone from your nightstand, you turned it off, and slipped out of bed.
You trudged to the bathroom to freshen up, mainly making sure you didn't drool during your nap, and then made your way into the kitchen.
Before leaving, you decided on packing some fruit in case you wanted a little snack while you worked.
You sliced the last green apple in the fruit basket, and placed it into a ziplock bag, and since apples were always better with peanut butter, you grabbed a to go cup.
As you opened the fridge for another bottle of water, you noticed a blue container of chocolate covered pomegranate seeds. You opened the container and grabbed another ziplock bag, taking a few pieces.
After stuffing the snacks into your already full tote bag, you made your way out the door.
You're met with Sasha rummaging in her bag for her keycard.
"Oh hey, where you off to?" She greeted you.
"The library to meet up with Eren," you nodded.
"Eren?" She questioned, still looking through her bag.
"Yeah, we're partners for a project. I thought I told you this."
"Nope, unless I forgot. What class is it for?"
"The career class with Jean."
"Sooo, why aren't you and Jean partners?" She asked, admitting defeat in finding her key. This was the third one she'd lost since you met her.
"The professor based it off of professions, so it ended up being me and Eren and Jean and Hitch." You shrugged your shoulders.
"Hitch!?" She squilled, grabbing your arms.
"Yes..."
"And you don't have a problem with that?" She instigated, her grip growing stronger.
"I mean I don't have a choice, besides I saw her earlier today and they haven't even started yet. Jean will probably just do it all himself." You swatted at her hands.
"Hmm, wait you saw her today," her grip remained.
"Yep, actually she told me something you and Mika would probably wanna know, but I really should go. We'll talk about it when I come back." You negotiated.
"Ugh, fine. I'll let you go, but only because I'm starving. I've been craving that pesto pasta all day."
She let you out of her grip.
"Uh oh," you quickly slipped out of the door, heading down the hall.
"What? Did you eat th-"
You were already down the stairs, and rushing through the lobby.
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When you entered the library, you realized you hadn't given Eren the room number. As you made your way up the stairs, you texted him.
you
study room 310
You made it with 4 minutes to spare, after practically sprinting there, scared Sasha was chasing after you, and she would. She was capable of a lot when it came to her food and the people she loved, of course.
You giggled to yourself about the encounter, as you took off your coat and sat at the table in the middle of the room. It was a typical study area, with a rectangular table, a few chairs, and a giant white board.
Once it hit five, you decided to take out your laptop and iPad.
Just like clockwork, you peeped Eren through the fishbowl glass, looking out at the rest of the library.
He noticed you as well, making his way to the room.
"Hey." He greeted, as he walked through the door, taking a seat across from you. He wore a black hoodie and jeans, his hair was covered by the hood on his head.
"Hey, how was the gym?" You investigated.
"Pretty good," he nodded, unzipping his backpack.
"That's good. So...you wanna start with some of the basics?" You suggested.
"Sure, did you have a chance to do any research?" He asked, placing a thick notebook onto the table, along with his laptop.
"Yeah, I can brief it to you if you want." You shrugged.
"That'd be great." He gave you a tight smile, his emerald eyes flickered to yours and back to the table.
You nodded in response, opening your iPad to view your notes.
"M'kay, neurosurgery dates back to around 7000 BCE, with trepanation. The Inca and Egyptians were some of the earliest to have practiced on the brain. However, the practices weren't the most successful due to a lack of anatomical and physiological knowledge."
"I took notes on the history and a broad scope of the profession, to get a better understanding, but we could also use this as a part of the project to brief the audience." You added, flipping the iPad over, passing it to him.
He took it, his brows furrowed as he read over your notes. You became restless the more he read.
This seemed to be a big deal for him, it was his future profession, you didn't want to insult him with false information.
"Uh, what do you think?" You asked, nervously tapping your fingers against the table.
"It's pretty good, it's brief, concise, and to the point. That's what research should be." He shrugged his shoulders, handing back the iPad.
"We can start off with your broad scope research and end with personal experiences from my shadowing and an interview with the doctor I shadow." He elaborated, before typing away on his laptop.
"Okay, and we could also briefly discuss reasons why people would choose the profession, you can even give yours." You added.
"Yeah, sure." He continued typing.
"Well, why did you choose it? I mean, it seems like a pretty stressful career." You pondered.
He let out a sigh, his typing came to a halt. After clearing his throat, he finally responded.
"My mom passed away from brain cancer when I was in high school. I did a lot of reading about neuroscience when she was sick and I guess it just stuck with me." He stared at his computer screen.
"Oh, I'm sorry for your loss. I didn't know her of course, but I bet she'd be proud." You replied, mentally shooting yourself for asking.
"Thanks, and it's okay. It's not like you invented cancer." He shrugged, looking up at you with reassurance. Tears flooded his green eyes. You broke eye contact, in hopes that yours wouldn't mirror his.
"Anyways, we can look at a few interviews to get more intel." He cleared his throat and went back to his laptop.
"And I'll see if I can bring you when I'm shadowing one day." He added.
You nodded in response, even though he couldn't see you, his eyes were directed at his screen. You opened your laptop in pursuit of the interviews.
Just as the previous night, the room filled with silence, something Eren seemed to be comfortable with.
Throughout your skimming for interviews, you peeped up at him, his eyebrows knitted, as he read the words on his screen. It was kind of funny, the way his piercing danced with them.
The more you were around him, the more his nonchalant act withered away.
Each article you found interesting or insightful, you would read part of it to him for his approval. So much so, he instructed you to just email them after the 5th one.
Around 6:50 you'd found as many interviews and articles as you could.
"I think we've found more than enough." You sighed, rubbing the side of your neck.
Eren's eyes flickered from his laptop to you.
"You think?" He scoffed, shaking his head.
"You sent me over fifty interviews." He stretched his arms over his head, leaning back in his chair. His black hoodie rose, revealing a slither of toned skin.
You cleared your throat, glancing down at your laptop again. You had booked the room until 8.
A few seconds went by, and Eren began packing up his things. Pondering over if you should invite him to stay, you decided to at least offer. 'He'd probably say no anyways.'
"Uh, I actually have the room booked until 8. I was thinking of staying and getting some work done for my other classes." You explained.
"You could stay, if you have other work to do..." Your voice trailed off, eyes still directed at your screen.
His movements halted, he sat there contemplating your offer.
"But you prob-"
*Zippp*
The sound of his backpack cut your sentence short.
"Beats doing work with Connie at home." He shrugged, taking his laptop out again.
You nodded in response.
"Are you doing work for another class or studying for anatomy?" You questioned, skimming through your computer for your genetics assignment.
"I have a biochem assignment, but if I have time I guess I'll squeeze in some studying." He replied, already typing away at his computer.
Around 7:15 you shifted in your seat, attempting to stop your stomach from gr-
*GURR*
You froze, your gaze flickered to Eren, gauging his response. His eyes were still glued to his screen. You internally thanked the heavens for his oddly intense concentration.
You grabbed your tote, slipping out your apples and peanut butter. You dipped a slice, taking a crisp bite.
*CRUNCH*
Eren's eyes flickered up, watching your snacking with a blank face.
"Oh, do you want some?" You scooted the ziplock bag towards the center of the table.
He cleared his throat.
"No thanks," he pushed the bag back to you.
"What? You too good for my apples?" You teased.
"Nah, it just sounded like you need it more than me." He retorted.
You sat there in disbelief, thinking of a reply.
"Besides, I'm not the biggest fan of apples." He shrugged.
"Then what are you a fan of ?" You prompted, looking over at him, eyebrows raised.
"I dunno, pomegranates if I had to choose."
"Wait, really?" You stared at him.
"Yeah. What, you gonna judge me for that too?" He frowned.
"No, it's just crazy because I brought chocolate covered pomegranate seeds." You slipped the bag out of your tote, thankfully the chocolate hadn't melted yet.
"They were in our fridge, either Mika's or Sash's, but anything in the fridge is free game, unless stated otherwise." You shrugged, placing the bag onto the table, not yet sliding them to him.
"Were they in blue tupperware?" He questioned.
"Yeah..."
"I gave them to Mika last night, when she brought over some of Sash's pasta." He resumed typing on his laptop.
"Oh, so...you made these." You looked down at the circular chocolate covered fruit.
"Yeah," he nodded.
You let out a snort that you failed to hold back.
"What's so funny?" He questioned, looking away from his screen. His piercing turned with his brow.
"Nothing, it's just...I don't know, you don't seem like the type." You shrugged.
"Why not?" He challenged, moving closer. He rested his elbow on the table, planting his chin in his palm, awaiting your response.
You blinked at him, hoping to subdue the humor of the situation.
"Dunno, just seems like an Armin thing," you snickered.
"Can't argue with that," a small grin formed on his lips.
"See!" You exclaimed.
"I usually wouldn't be the type, but my mom made it a lot when I was a kid, so I make it from time to time."
"Well now I feel like a piece of shit, thanks." You moped, biting another apple slice.
"No, it's fine." He reassured.
"But, you shouldn't judge a book by its cover."
"Noted," you sighed.
"So you want any?" You tapped the bag.
"Nah, you keep 'em." He waved his hand, dismissively.
You nodded in response, placing them back into your bag.
The two of you worked on your assignments in silence for the remainder of time, the sound of clacking keyboards filled the room. You finished up your work, and turned it in.
Glancing at the corner of your laptop screen, the time read 7:56.
"Welp, I didn't get to study, but I got an assignment done." You announced.
"Same." Eren nodded, closing his laptop.
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After saying your goodbyes, you and Eren parted ways.
When you made it back to the apartment, Mikasa was lying down on the couch, watching Scandal.
"Hey," you greeted, closing the front door. You laid your bag onto the island and took off your coat.
"Oh hey." Mikasa turned around with a smile.
"Where's Sash?" You questioned, placing your coat beside your bag.
"Shower," she answered, turning her attention back to the tv.
"When I came home she was ranting on and on about pasta," she added.
"Oh shit, yeah I kinda ate the last of it." You confessed.
"But, I'll make it up to her and cook her fav for dinner." You nodded.
"She also said you went to the library with Eren." She turned around, her eyebrow raised.
"Yeah, we're partners for a project," you shrugged.
"Hmm, I don't think Hitch would be happy with you being partners with her man." She chuckled.
"Girl, you don't even know." You shook your head, taking the ziplock bags out of your tote, only one apple slice remained.
"What?"
"She's partner's with mine." You scoffed, placing the bag into the garbage.
"Really?" She gasped.
"Mhmm." You nodded, opening the ziplock bag of pomegranate seeds.
"I actually saw her today in the science building." You added, taking a piece into your mouth.
Wow.
The chocolate was smooth and rich, like he'd ground the cocoa beans himself.
You looked down at your chocolate covered fingers, a bit had melted from being in your bag. You licked them clean.
"So...?" Mikasa prodded.
"Uh, she was bubbly like usual, said she was headed to the gym." You shrugged, placing the rest of the chocolate pieces into the fridge.
"But, guess what?" You lowered your voice, for dramatic effect.
"What?" She inched over the back of the couch.
"Eren also said he was headed to the gym around that time." You nodded, like you'd cracked a cold case.
"Wait, maybe this isn't a joke anymore." She contemplated.
After your gossip session with Mikasa, she resumed her rewatch, as you started on dinner. You decided on making fajita baked potatoes to get back on Sasha's good side.
About 20 minutes into cooking, Sasha came out from her shower. Her anger immediately disappeared once she saw what you were making.
You and Mikasa caught her up on the Hitch and Eren theory, while the potatoes baked in the oven. Once they were done, you quickly cheffed up the fajitas and made your plates.
The three of you sat at your small kitchen table that Sasha's grandma gifted during move in.
"Mmm, girl you need your pussy ate for this." Sasha praised, taking another forkful of her food.
"You offering?" You giggled.
"Ahh, I don't wanna take ole Jean boy's spot," She winked.
You scoffed.
"Girl please, I haven't had any since the Eren incident." You admitted.
"Well maybe Valentines will be your night." Mikasa added.
"Maybe...to be honest, I almost forgot it was coming up." You sighed, taking a bite of your food.
"Mm, speaking of, what are you and Nick doing?" Mikasa looked over at Sasha.
"Cooking at his place, hopefully he'll make it official," she shrugged.
"Oh he definitely will," you nodded.
"Yep, why wouldn't he?" Mikasa added.
"Oh stoppp. You guys are boosting my head up." She waved her hands dismissively.
"But, please keep going." She added, a bright smile spread across her face.
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The next morning, you woke up immediately reaching for your phone. The time read 8:43.
You had two new messages, one from Jean at 6:22 and the other from Ymir at 8:25.
You clicked on the message from Jean first.
J<3
Hey baby, sorry abt not being present lately, game season and campaigning has been really hectic but I'll see you in class today ;)
You smiled at his message, you knew he was trying his best.
you
morning bby, don't worry i understand <3
You moved on to press Ymir's message, when Jean replied.
J<3
That's why you're the best girlfriend
*you loved J<3's message*
ymirrr
heyyy, pls don't forget to send me your notes
they're my only hope!
you
sorryyy, i meant to send them yesterday
i'll send them in a sec!
With your arms stretched out, you let out a yawn, and rose out of bed. Mikasa's bed was already made, she was off on her morning run. You envied her productivity.
Shaking your head, you slipped on your slippers, and made your way to your dresser, which held your charging iPad. Opening the tablet, you shared your notes with Ymir. Done.
After making your bed, you headed to the bathroom, and got ready for the day. You decided on dressing up a bit, even if it was only for a few hours.
Dressed in a jean skirt, black thermal tights, and a burgundy off the shoulder sweater, you made your way into the kitchen. You cooked breakfast burritos, using the leftover fajita veggies.
You sat in one of the stools at the island, swiping through your notes, as you ate. The exam was tomorrow and this was your first attempt at studying, your optimism was slowly fading away.
A good 'ole quizlet would help, at least you hoped. You just needed time to make one.
"Hey hey." Sasha greeted, strolling into the kitchen, already dressed for the day.
"Morning." You sighed, looking over your notes.
"What's with the long face?" She asked, making her way to the stove.
"It's nothing, I just really have to cram for this exam tomorrow." You placed your iPad down, and took another bite of your burrito.
"Don't you have your internship today too?" She reached into the cabinet, grabbing a plate, then one of the burritos from the stove.
"Yep, but if I have some down time, I could get studying done there too." You nodded.
"Well, that's good." She smiled, taking a bite of the burrito, still standing by the stove.
"Mmm, and this is too." She added, her mouth full. Once she'd finished chewing, she spoke again.
"Besides, you've got this. You'll ace this exam like you always do."
"Thanks Sash, but I dunno." You sighed. She shook her head, walking over to the island.
"Well, I do! Every vet school in the area will be begging for you to come because you're a-"
You cut her off with a scoff. "Let me guess, a future Kirstein?"
She placed her plate beside yours.
"No, I was going to say because you're an intelligent, dedicated, and beautiful woman, and they'd be fools not to accept you." She shrugged.
"Thanks, you're the best hype woman," a tight smile spread across your lips.
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The rest of the morning, you studied, until you headed out for your career class.
As you walked into the room, you spotted Jean and Hitch talking at their seats. You made your way to them, Hitch noticed you first.
"Hey, Y/n." She greeted, grinning ear to ear.
"Oh, hey baby." Jean smiled over at you, as you sat in front of Hitch.
"Hey, have you guys started at least brainstorming yet?" You asked, remembering your conversation from yesterday.
"Mhm, we actually met up after the gym yesterday. I was scared about us being behind after what you said." Hitch answered.
"Yeah babe, we're not nerds like you and Eren, but we can still get stuff done." Jean teased.
"Speaking of..." Hitch pointed, as Eren entered the classroom, earphones in his ears. He wore a long sleeved white shirt, a black puffer and jeans. His hair was pulled into his usual bun.
"Hey Eren," She greeted, not as bubbly as she was with you. She seemed hesitant, but what did you know?
He frowned, taking out one of his earphones.
"Huh?" He questioned, slipping off his backpack.
"Oh nothing, I was just saying hey." She smiled, pushing her hair behind her ears.
"Hey." He sat down.
"Hello everyone," Dr. A greeted, strolling into the room.
"This week, you all should be continuing your research for the project, and although it is in the syllabus, I will give a brief overview of what it consists of."
"You all shall work as partners in choosing a profession, once you have decided on this profession, you should begin your research. This includes articles, personal experiences, and interviews in video and written format." She made her way towards the center of the classroom.
"Additionally, you will have a progress check at the end of this week. You will refer to me any and all information you have collected thus far."
"If you all have any other questions, please see me before it's too late, if not, off to your partners." She nodded with a smile.
You turned to Eren. He was still sitting facing forward in his seat. Deciding to break the ice, you spoke first.
"Hey, did you get any studying done last night?" You questioned.
"Not really, I went to my dad's lab after." He shrugged.
"Me neither," you let out a light chuckle.
"I got a bit done this morning, but not enough." You nodded.
"Hmm." He hummed.
"I guess I'll have to cram tonight." He added.
Again, your brain came up with an idea, and before you could fully decide if it was a good one, you spoke.
"Are you free after class today?" You blurted, at least it felt like you did because Eren's brows shot up in response.
The surprise on his face swiftly reverted back to his usual deadpan stare, before he replied.
"Uh, yeah after I leave the lab."
"Well, when I finish at the clinic, you should come over to the apartment. We could have a quick study sesh, if you have energy after the lab." You shrugged, clearing your throat.
"Uh, can I get back to you on that? I'll let you know if I can make it after I leave." He responded, his gaze shifting around the room.
"Yeah, no, it's cool if you can't." You dismissed.
"Should we start compiling research for the progress check?" You suggested.
As soon as the class ended Eren was gone, Hitch swiftly left after him, giving you and Jean a hasty goodbye.
You turned to him, after watching her sprint out the room. You were going to comment on the matter, but Jean spoke first.
"Liking that outfit, you look nice today." He grinned, standing up from his seat, slinging his bag over his shoulder.
"Just today?" You teased, raising out of your seat.
"You look great everyday, but today you look even better." He moved closer, now fully facing you.
"Thanks," you beamed.
Jean licked his lips, raising his hand to cup your cheek. You leaned into the warmth, then a girl came up behind Jean, breaking your trance.
"Excuse me." She stood waiting for the two of you to get out of her way.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," you grabbed your tote, and Jean's hand, frantically making your way out of the classroom.
Once you were out in the hall, you smacked Jean's chest.
"What were you thinking, we were in class." You sulked.
He smirked in response.
"You didn't seem to be complaining." He shrugged, grabbing your hand, tugging you close to him.
You scanned around to see if anyone was out in the hall, the girl from class was long gone.
Your hand snaked up his chest to the back of his neck, pulling his face to yours.
He gave you a sheepish smirk and licked his lips, before connecting them to yours.
An arm wrapped around your waist, pushing you against him. You grabbed the hair that reached his neck, god you loved his hair.
"Ahem," a familiar voice cut through the air. The two of you froze. Slowly, you turned your head, to reveal Dr. A.
"Maybe not in the hallway," she shook her head.
"Of course Ki, sorry about that." Jean gave her one his golden smiles, his arm still wrapped around your waist, with your hands in his hair.
She dismissed the two of you with a wave, heading out of the building. Once she was gone, Jean burst into laughter, but nothing about that was funny.
"Fuck, good thing it wasn't anybody else." You whined, looking up at him. You knew her catching you wasn't a problem, she seemed to be close to the Kirstein's, but what if it wasn't her.
You didn't have nepotism to get you out of certain situations.
"Don't worry baby it's nothing," he shrugged, his face lowered down to yours again.
You took your hands from his hair, pulling away from him. His arm once around your waist, slumped down at his side.
You glared at him, shaking your head, arms crossed. He was always like this.
"You make me reckless." You sighed. He had this way of always getting his way. Sometimes, you just couldn't resist him.
"Part of my charm," he shrugged, grabbing your hand, leading you out the building.
"Wanna come over?" He looked over at you, another sheepish grin. The two of you walked hand in hand, away from the center of campus.
"Nope, I need to get changed for the clinic. Can't go in this." You looked down at your attire.
"Too bad, I wanted to rip it off you. What about after?" He suggested.
"Can't, I need to at least attempt to study for my exam tomorrow." You sighed, knowing you were disappointing him.
He released your hand, stopping in his tracks, you did the same.
"It's okay, I'll see you later." He nodded, before pulling you into a hug. You hugged him back, pushing him as close as your coats would let you.
You pulled back, peering into his eyes.
"I love you baby," you smiled.
"I love you too." He planted a kiss on your cheek.
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Later at the clinic, you helped Dr. Smith hold down a sweet Great Dane for his shot. Ironically his name was Mouse.
"It's okay Mouse, it'll be quick." You cooed at the large gray dog, patting his back, as Dr. Smith injected the needle.
A loud growl erupted the room, but it soon dropped to a soft whimper.
"See, wasn't so bad. Good boy." You gave his head a scratch, before feeding him a treat.
"Great job as always Y/n, I swear you're a dog whisperer." Dr. Smith smiled, bandaging up Mouse's leg.
"Aw, it's nothing really." You waved away the compliment, attempting to hold in your excitement from his praise.
"Oh you can take your fifteen now, it should be slowing down a bit." He smiled, picking up the Great Dane like it was nothing.
You nodded in response, he didn't have to tell you twice.
You made your way out of the room and into the breakroom, which was a small area added onto Dr. Smith's office.
The room was filled with a round table and 4 chairs. There was a fridge, microwave, sink, and a few lockers. With minimal staff and all, that was all you really needed.
You went to your locker and fetched your phone out of your tote bag. Then, you took a seat in one of the chairs.
You pondered about your study offer to Eren. "Can I think about it?"
He probably just needed to think of a way to decline, which you wouldn't mind, it was a random proposal on your part.
You sighed, opening your messages.
ymirrr
omg thanksss you're a lifesaver!
you
hey, would you wanna meet up to study after i leave the clinic?
ymirrr
heyyy, omgg that would help me sm
but i have work tonight :(
You sat weighing your options before replying.
you
aghh okay, do yk if reiner's free?
ymirrr
don't think so, last i checked he was going to Bert's film thing
You were about to like her message when she responded again.
ymirrr
maybe try eren
Little did she know, you already had. Maybe it was a sign that you just needed to study alone, it'd never failed you before.
*you liked ymirrr's message*
You took the rest of your break to skim through the key concepts of the chapters, attempting to remember at least the basic material.
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You opened the door to the apartment, bumping into Sasha and Nic.
"Oh, hey Nic." You waved at the blonde. His hand sat at the small of Sasha's back.
"Hey," He smiled.
"Nic is taking me out for dinner." Sasha boasted, her smile spreading from ear to ear.
"Ah, nice. Well, you two have fun, I'm off to study." You moped, passing by the lovebirds.
"Byeee!" Sasha waved, as she whisked Nic out of the door.
You headed towards your room with a sigh. After throwing your bag down, you walked to the bathroom, stripping out of your scrubs.
You turned on the shower and slipped right in. The hot water trickled down your skin, soothing the aches from working.
Your mind drifted off to what life would be like after this semester. No more basketball season, no more election, just spending the summer with Jean and your friends. You smiled at the thought, giving you a slither of hope to keep pushing.
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Out of the shower, you slipped on a pair of sweats and a hoodie. Once you were dressed, you sat on your bed, letting yourself decompress for a second.
You peeped over at your tote bag and reached to grab it, your phone was somewhere at the bottom.
Finally feeling the device, you fished it out, skimming through your notifications.
*Instagram: 2 messages*
He was probably declining your study invitation, you clicked on the notification.
eren j.
hey, i'm down for the study sesh
be there in 10
You glanced at the time he'd sent the message, 8 minutes ago.
*you liked eren j.'s message*
Surely enough, two minutes later, a knock sounded on the door, right on time. Guess you weren't studying alone after all.
You walked over, peeping through the peep hole, just in case a serial killer decided to coincidentally pay you a visit at the same time.
There stood Eren, out in the hall, staring down at the doormat, no killer in sight.
You turned the knob with a sigh, there was no going back now.
"Hey, again." You greeted, swiftly opening the door. Eren's head jolted up, his eyes met yours.
"Hey." He nodded.
"Guess you had some leftover energy after all." You stepped back to let him through, an oaky vanilla cologne hit your nose.
"Yeah, guess so." He replied, making his way towards the meeting of the kitchen and living area. You blinked, closing the door.
Eren turned to you.
"Can't believe you guys still have that mat." He scoffed.
"Yeah, Mika said one of the guys got it Freshman year." You nodded, walking over to the living room. You passed him again, another whiff.
"I did."
You stopped in your tracks.
"You did?"
"Mhm, don't come over often, so I didn't know they kept it." He shrugged.
"Well, thanks. I thought it was cool." You smiled, continuing your pursuit to the couch.
Once you were sat, Eren followed suit, sitting at the far end, with your tote bag in the center.
"So what should we start wi-"
*GRRRRR*
"Maybe some food." Eren suggested.
"Ugh, sorry, I swear I'm not always hungry." You explained, not knowing why you felt the need to.
"Not that it matters to you, but I haven't eaten since this morning." You added.
"Well, maybe you should eat something before we start." He looked over at the kitchen and back at you.
"Such a smart guy." You mocked, getting up, walking over to the fridge.
You swung the door open only to reveal it was empty, besides a carton of eggs, and Mikasa's greek yogurt, yuck. You sighed closing the door, turning to Eren.
"Empty, it's whatever, I'll just grab something in the morning." You shrugged, walking back to the couch.
"No," he shook his head.
You sat back down, staring at him in confusion.
"What do you mean, no?"
"You need fuel, you're not gonna be able to concentrate on an empty stomach." He rose from the couch.
"Uh, what are you doing?" You questioned. He was so serious about everything.
"We're going to get something to eat, besides I'm kinda hungry too." He stated, making his way towards the door.
"You coming, or?"
You blinked away your confusion.
"Uh, I guess so." You moved from the couch to your room, slipping on your shoes.
"Mostly everything on campus is closed." You informed, closing your bedroom door.
"We can go somewhere close by." He shrugged, holding the front door open.
"What? 7/11?" You questioned, walking out of the apartment.
"Sure." He closed the door behind him.
The two of you made your way down the stairs, through the lobby, and outside. You cursed yourself for not grabbing your coat, but it felt like Mr. Serious was rushing you. You'd be fine once you were in the car, Eren's car.
He grabbed his keys from his pockets, unlocking a black mustang. You didn't know much about cars, but you could tell it was a nice one.
"Nice car," you spoke, as you inched closer.
"Thanks." He replied, opening the passenger side. You slipped in and he closed the door, before you could register what had just happened.
Once he was in the car, you glanced over at him.
"Thanks," you nodded.
"For?" He questioned, fastening his seatbelt.
"The door." You pointed beside you with your thumb.
"Oh sorry, force of habit." He let out a chuckle, shaking his head.
"Good habit to have, I guess." You smiled, putting on your seatbelt.
"Yeah, me and my dad would play this game to see who'd open the door for my mom first."
"Guess it just stuck with me." He shrugged.
His mom seemed to have meant a lot to him. You couldn't fathom loosing yours, she was all you had.
Clearing his throat, he started the car, pulling off from the complex.
Be Quiet and Drive (Far Away), blasted on the radio, which checked out for him. Sometimes, your judgment was right.
"Sorry." He turned to you, apologetically turning down the volume.
"No, it's okay." You waved your hand, it was his car after all. Speaking of his car, the inside was all black, with leather seating.
It was cleaner that you expected, although his side of the room always seemed a bit tidier than Jean's. It also smelled nice, like wood and a...hint of vanilla.
"So, you know why I'm pursuing Neuroscience, why Vet school?" He questioned, his eyes set on the road.
"Dunno, I guess I've always had a connection with animals." You shrugged.
"Every one I've come in contact with loves me, it's like they can tell the type of person I am." You added.
"So you think they can tell you're a good person?"
"Yeah."
"Which means you believe you're one?"
"Mhmm." You nodded.
"Hm, I'd have to get Juniper to verify that." He let out a soft chuckle, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, as you stopped at a red light.
"Juniper?" You questioned.
"My cat," he turned to you.
"Oh, that's a cute name." You smiled and you hated to admit it, but it was something enduring about learning more about him.
The light shifted green.
"Thanks, named her when I was eleven." He returned the smile, before reverting his eyes back to traffic.
"Eleven, that means she's"
"An old lady, yeah." He laughed.
"What was your cat's name?" He asked.
You looked over at him, confused.
"How'd you know I had a cat?"
"Jean told me about it, that's how you started talking, no?"
"Oh, duh." You dryly chuckled.
"His name was Elio. I know, stupid name for a cat." You shook your head.
"He was also my childhood cat, I named him after my crush at the time." You admitted.
"Really?" A smile cracked at his lips.
"Yep, Elio from first grade. I was down bad I guess."
Eren shook his head in response, pulling up to the 7/11.
"I've got my door by the way." You joked.
"Oh, yeah of course."
You noted that he still held open the door to the store.
Walking in, you grabbed a basket, and went straight to the onigiri.
Eren seemed to go off to find whatever he was getting.
You grabbed two, before making your way to the ramen. He was towards the end of the isle, skimming the spicy noodles.
A gym bro eating spicy ramen, and...
You glanced down at his hand, pocky sticks.
You grabbed yourself a cup of Shin ramen and walked towards the drinks. After scanning through the selection, you went with ole reliable, green tea.
"Can you pass me a mango one." Eren asked.
You jumped in response.
"Oh my god, I didn't know you were right there." You held your chest with your free hand.
"How long were you standing there?"
"Long enough to see you scan every single drink only to go back to the first one." He replied matter of factly.
"And how'd you know what I was looking at? You were behind me." You questioned.
"Glass." He pointed at the fridge door.
"Okay still, how?" You pestered.
"Eye tracking." There was that tone again, like it was the most common knowledge in the world.
"You glanced at the green tea first, then proceeded to look at every other drink before your eyes reverted back towards it again."
"Okay, now things are getting creepy. Maybe I shouldn't leave with you." You shuddered, stepping away from the fridge.
Eren walked closer, opening the door, grabbing a mango tea.
"Nothing creepy about it, it's-"
"Science, I know, but science is inherently creepy." You shrugged, making your way towards the register. This time, you felt his presence behind you.
What type of person tracked people's eye movement? Did he always do that? If so, he was probably way better at reading people than you would ever be.
You greeted the cashier and placed your items down.
"This too." Eren scooted beside you, placing his things next to yours.
You looked over at him with confusion. So that was the catch, he drives, and you pay for the food.
The cashier stated the total, and you moved to your pocket to grab your phone, apple pay saves the day.
"No, I got it." Eren was already swiping his card.
"Oh, thanks." You nodded.
"It's nothing." He replied, grabbing the bag.
On the way back to the apartment, the two of you didn't speak, listening to the nu-metal on the radio.
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Back at the apartment, Eren sat at the island, as you made both of your ramen. You had insisted on making the food, feeling guilty for having him do so much for you.
You poured the hot water from the kettle into the cups. After, you placed an egg in each cup, you'd cooked them, while the water heated up.
Once you finished, the two of you sat on the living room floor, a suggestion from Eren.
"Thanks for making the food." He slurped his ramen.
"It's nothing," you shrugged.
"How's your shadowing going? You like it?" You asked, biting into your onigiri.
"Nice, I like it, even though, I don't get to see the actual surgeries. I just shadow the assistant, helping with consultations and after care."
"That's cool." You nodded.
"What about you, you like the clinic?" He searched your face.
"I love it, to be honest." You admitted.
"I dunno how I'll repay Mayor Kirstein for the favor."
"You'll forever be in his dept." He scoffed.
"Yeah, guess so."
The usual silence between you resumed, as the two of you finished your convenience store meals.
Once you were done, the two of you sat on the couch, finally beginning the study session.
Although Eren claimed that he hadn't gotten around to much studying, he had already created a Quizlet for both chapters.
The two of you decided on quizzing each other, there was no time to revise the chapters entirely. You started with the Integumentary system.
"Okay, this layer of skin has adipose and areolar connective tissue," Eren stated.
"Oh easy, hypodermis." You enthusiastically replied.
"Nice," he nodded, taking a bite of his pocky.
"Ooh this is a good one." You looked down at the Quizlet on your laptop.
"What are the epidermis cells that produce keratin for strength and chemical synthesis?"
"Keratinocytes, it's in the name." He shrugged.
"Okay, Mr. Knowitall, where are they located?" You challenged.
"The stratum basale through the stratum corneum." He nodded, a grin on his face.
"Whatever, this is your quizlet, of course you know it." You huffed.
"Didn't know this was a competition."
"Well now it is." You shrugged.
"Bet, let's find a random kahoot, then you can't blame it on my quizlet."
"Let's do this." You prompted.
Two hours later, the two of you had gone through 23 rounds of Kahoot. The score was 13 to 10, the ten being your score.
"I would ask for another round, but it's getting late. We need rest for tomorrow." You sighed.
"Good game, good game." You admitted defeat, closing your laptop.
Eren nodded in response.
"Yeah, good game. I think your preferred study method is competition." He shook his head, a slight smile forming at his lips.
After saying your goodbyes, you trudged to your room, and got ready for bed.
Eren wasn't all that bad.
Aesthetically he was rougher around the edges, his personality was cold and calculating, he also just never really acknowledged you, which prompted you to assume he was a dick.
But, the more you were around him, that just seemed to be his personality.
"Never judge a book by its cover." You thought back to his statement, slipping into bed.
✎ i hope you enjoyed the double feature! i will go back and edit any grammatical or spelling errors soon yada yada...
i revised the third chapter bc rereading it, it felt like i wrote it on crack ngl. so you can reread if you want, for a better experience i think i also made it a bit more clear as far as how y/n felt abt eren before the events of the fic began
next chapter is the valentines chapter which i projected to have out on actual valentines day but that didn't happen, hopefully it'll be out by next week!
The twins! There’s nerdjo 🤭and then there’s fratjo too ig, I was really excited when i saw nerdjo trending so I grabbed the opportunity to draw him hehe
cw/tags: ~3.2k words, drinking, reader and jean finally spend time together, reader is in her head abt some things…
You and Sasha danced your hearts out at the party. The next morning, you were greeted with the smell of breakfast and surprisingly no headache.
Glancing over at the bed next to yours, Mikasa was already awake, meaning she was to blame for the delicious smells seeping into your room.
You jumped out of bed, your feet immediately connected with the cold floor, prompting you to slip on your house shoes next to your door.
Leaving your room, you're met with two unexpected guests.
"Morning," Armin beamed.
Connie sat next to him, giving you a nod, his mouth seemed to be full. They both sat in the bar stools at the island.
"Hey, what are you guys doing here?" You questioned, making your way towards the kitchen, not caring if they saw you in your paw print pjs.
"I wanted to see Mika since I couldn't make it to the game and she was already making breakfast, so we stayed." He shrugged, taking a bite of bacon. Connie was still chewing next to him, you laughed to yourself.
"Where's Mika now?" You asked, grabbing a plate off the counter. She'd already made one for you, you could tell it was yours based on the omelette with extra cheese.
"Bathroom I think," he replied. You nodded in response, sitting at the kitchen table, since the island was occupied.
"Mmm, I smell something cook-" Sasha walked into the living area, coming from her side of the apartment.
"What're you guys doing here?" She questioned, rubbing her eyes. She was wearing Nic's t-shirt from last night and Bob's Burger sleeping shorts.
"What does it look like? You're just scared we're gonna eat all the food before you." Connie jested, finally swallowing his food. He loved to tease Sash about her eating habits, but he was right behind her.
"Hmm, anyways hi Armin," she waved, walking past Connie with a glare and toward the counter, where her plate sat.
"Hi Sash," he replied, taking a sip of his orange juice, attempting to hold in his laugh.
"Where's the rest of the doofus club?" She asked, standing at the counter cutting her omelet. Guess she didn't feel the need to sit and eat.
"Uh, Eren's shadowing at the hospital and I dunno where Jean's at," he shrugged.
"Probably the gym or helping Mayor Kirstein," she shrugged.
You nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, he's a busy man right now," Armin added, finishing his last piece of bacon.
"Tell me about it, I may have to start making appointments to fit into his schedule," you scoffed.
"But it's not all him, I guess I have been a bit busier with the internship." You sighed, taking a bite of your omelette. You'd see him tomorrow anyways.
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The guys finished breakfast and left a little after Mikasa was out of the shower. Once you and Sasha freshened up for the day, you all decided on doing a little marathon of The OC.
The three of you were curled up on the couch across from the tv. Sasha sat in the middle with you and Mikasa at her sides, your set seating arrangement.
"Ughh, this is making me miss summer," Sasha whined.
"Eh, I don't like the cold, but I love the vibes of winter more," you shrugged.
"There's nothing good about the winter expect for Christmas and it's passed, so now I need it to move along." She added, turning her attention back to the tv.
You were about to challenge her statement, when your phone buzzed on the couch next to you. You flipped it over, expecting a possible message from Jean.
Instagram: 1 new message
You clicked on the notification, bringing you to a new message from Eren.
eren j.
can we meet up at the library tmr to start on the project?
Eren told you to get his insta from Jean, but you'd forgotten all about it. The career project had completely slipped your mind.
At least he seemed to be serious about his work, you'd had your fair share of unreliable group members in the past. Now it felt like you were one.
you
yeah
what time are you free?
He read your message a few seconds after you replied, three bubbles bounced as he typed his reply.
eren j.
5
you
cool, i'll book a study room
He read your message, and the little circles began dancing again. You watched them dance for almost a minute, until he simply replied with liking your message.
You sat your phone down, directing your attention back to the tv, but your mind was somewhere else.
After playing with Eren Friday, his presence shouldn't have felt as intense anymore, but for some reason you were anxious about meeting him Monday.
He was such an enigma and it pissed you off. It also might be your subconscious insecurities coming to the surface.
Before Jean, there was only one other guy that'd seen you in such an intimate way. Now it was also Eren. By mistake yes, but now it felt like when he looked at you he could see right through you. You felt naked around him.
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As you stood outside your apartment complex, tears formed in your eyes from the Paradis winter wind. You tried your best to keep them from falling, you refused to re-do your makeup, you didn't have time anyways.
Jean had texted you to be outside at 9:30, it was now 9:42. You were glad you were wearing your red blazer dress, with (ethically sourced) wool trimming, but it could only do so much.
You sighed looking at the time again. You told yourself you would go back into the lobby if he didn't get there by 9:45.
Tonight, the Kirsteins were hosting a party for campaigning, since the election was coming up. They of course, insisted on Jean bringing you, even though you stood in a corner most of the time.
The party started at 10 and it was a thirty minute drive, Mr. Kirstein was going to be pissed. Before you could take off your gloves to call Jean, his burgundy BMW pulled up to the complex.
His windows were so tinted you couldn't see his expression before you got in. You opened the door to him dressed in a black suit, with no tie.
"Hi baby," he greeted. His eyes were attached to his rearview mirror, slicking his flyaways back.
"Hi..." You dryly responded, slipping into the warm car, shutting the door.
"Just hi?" He questioned, his gaze finally meeting yours.
He let out a sigh, "Look... I'm sorry. I was nervous about what to wear. I need to make a good impression, a lot of influential people are gonna be there tonight."
"Well if you wanna make a good impression you might wanna get there on time," you pointed at the time on the dashboard.
"Fuck," he groaned, pulling off from the complex.
Jean didn't quite know what he wanted to do career wise. He just wanted to be a politician like his dad, but if that didn't work he said he'd resort to being a police officer.
You didn't think Jean could be an officer, he just didn't give that vibe. You couldn't imagine him running after criminals, but then again you didn't seem to be the best at assessing people. You were more of an animal person.
Looking over at Jean, his knuckles were tensely wrapped around the steering wheel. You brought your hand to the stubble you'd come to love.
"Hey, you're gonna be fine," you gave him a smile of reassurance. Scooting over, you planted a kiss on his cheek.
He glanced over at you, "Thanks baby."
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Jean pulled up to the city hall four minutes after 10. The valet driver opened your door, escorting you out of the car.
Jean exited from his side, walking around to yours once you were out. He handed the worker his keys and turned to you.
"Do I look okay?" He questioned. His ash brown eyebrows knitted together, as he awaited your response.
You glanced up at him, reaching your hands up to his shoulders, straightening his suit jacket.
"You look great, you've got this." You nodded, wrapping an arm around his neck, pulling him into a kiss.
His lips were cold from the winter air, immediately melting into yours. He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer.
"Ahem, Mr. Kirstein?" A worker called, standing in front of the revolving doors to the city hall.
Jean broke the kiss glancing over to the man, "yes?"
"Your father requested I escort you in." He replied.
Jean sighed, "Well, let's get this over with." Detaching his hands from your waist, he followed the man into the building.
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Upon walking into the hall, you're met with reds, whites, and accents of gold, representing your university colors. Once a devil always a devil.
At the center of the room, a woman dressed in a gold ballroom gown played the grand piano gracefully. Her perfectly manicured fingers glided across the keys with ease. Behind her, were two flights of stairs winding up to the second floor.
The song she played sounded familiar, your mom would know it. Speaking of your mom, you should call her. You'd been so caught up with the beginning of the semester.
The smell of expensive cologne plagued the air, as the worker walked you to your destination. Along the way, Jean was greeted by politicians and socialites, all ignoring your existence. You stood there looking pretty with yours arms locked with his.
There was a reason Mr. Kirstein was going on 16 years as mayor. He knew how to somehow get the older and younger generations. He was even more influential with Jean's help. Some people didn't want to hear what an old man had to say, but someone they saw for the future.
After what felt like forever, the man brought you to Jean's parents, one of which you could tell wasn't happy about Jean's tardiness.
"Oh, look who decided to show up," Mayor Kirstein mumbled, before taking a swig of his champagne.
"If you want to be serious about this, the least you could do is show up on time," he sighed, holding his glass out to Mrs. Kirstein.
"Well, he's here now and it's nice to see you Y/n." She gave the two of you a worried smile, taking the glass from her husband.
Her ashy blonde hair was pinned into an updo, a few curly strands framed her face. She was the one who'd gifted you your dress for the night. When you looked her in the eyes, it felt like Jean staring back at you.
While he had his mother's eyes, he had his father's...everything else. Height, build, stubble, even the same hairstyle, with the exception of a few gray strands from Mr. Kirstein's aging.
"Yes, it is nice to see you. Dr. Smith raved about your work ethic, but I wouldn't expect anything less from a future Kirstein." He let out a dry chuckle.
"Oh wow, I'm happy to hear that and thank you again for helping me. I'm truly grateful." You smiled at him.
"Well Jean boy, you better get to walking around. Don't forget to get your lady a drink." He nodded, turning and walking off to a group of people close by.
"Fuck" Jean sighed, his arm shook with anger, still locked with yours. Mr. Kirstein always knew how to tick him off.
However, he was late without a good excuse. He had more than enough time to find an outfit. The mayor was right, it was his delivery that was the issue.
You wouldn't let him know that though, it would only make it worse.
"It's okay babe. You're here now, so just make the best of it." You unlinked your arms from his, bringing your hands to his stubble.
Caressing the prickly hairs, you pulled his face down to yours, planting a chased kiss onto his lips. Before you could pull away, he wrapped his hands around your waist.
His lips connected with yours again and you melted under his touch. Pulling back from you, his hazel eyes flickered to yours
"God, I love you," he smiled.
"I love you too, now let's get to mingling." You patted his cheek, before locking your arms again.
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After endless political discussions and ass kissing, you were finally acknowledged. A bald older man greeted the two of you.
"Oh Jean boy, you've grown to be such a fine young man." He chuckled, his crows feet dancing with each movement.
"Thank you, Pyxis." Jean nodded, shaking the man's hand.
"I see you've found yourself a beautiful young lady that can put up with you," that granted another chuckle from the man.
"My future wife." Jean boasted, a smirk forming on his lips.
"Oh Jean, just the man we were looking for." Mr. Kirstein's voice cut through the air.
He walked up to the three of you, a smile spread across his face. He seemed to be in a better mood.
"Ah Pyxis you should come too, I was just talking with the others about Jean's plans for the town square this term. They want to hear it straight from the mastermind himself." He patted Jean's shoulder, pointing over to the group of people staring from across the room.
Glancing over at them made your stomach turn, you needed a break from the judging eyes.
Jean nodded, moving to follow his father. You unlinked your arms again.
"I think I need some fresh air, I'll be back in a minute," you smiled up at him.
You noticed the conflict in his eyes, but he nodded leaving you alone in the bustling room. You swiftly made your way up the winding stairs and out to the balcony.
When the cold wind met your face, the feeling in your stomach subsided. You let out a sigh to yourself.
All your life you were better at interacting with animals, they were predictable, less complex. People were just so hard to read sometimes, you never had the talent for it.
Walking around and conversing or standing there while your boyfriend conversed with strangers would never feel normal to you. But if you planned on being his future wife you had to get used to it.
Staring out at the cityscape, you thought back to Jean's statement, my future. Future wife...you didn't know if you wanted t-
Footsteps walking onto the balcony interrupted your thoughts. You turned to see Eren, dressed in a black suit, similar to Jean's. The only difference, was the black tie around his neck.
"Oh sorry, I didn't know anybody was up here," he went to turn back to the door. You thought about just letting him leave, keeping the balcony to yourself, but you couldn't.
"You can stay if you want, I think we can coexist." You sighed, glancing over at him.
"Didn't wanna intrude." He held up his hands in a surrendered pose, walking back to the center of the balcony, a few feet away from you.
You turned back to your view of the city, attempting to get back to your thoughts. Upon remembering the thoughts he'd interrupted, you sighed. Those were questions you didn't want to confront yet. So, it was either that...or small talk with Eren.
Glancing over at him, he stood with his hands in his pant pockets. His hair was pulled back into a low bun, his flyaways blew with the winter wind.
You shivered from the cold.
"So, what are you doing here?" You questioned, arms crossed around you. You couldn't decipher if it was because of the wind or a subconscious way of concealing yourself from him.
He looked over at you, eyebrows raised.
"Mayor Kirstein invited my dad," he shrugged his shoulders.
"...and he decided to drag me here with him." He added, with a sigh. You nodded in response.
"Your dad's a professor at PDU right?"
"Mhm"
"So, why aren't you out there mingling with him? There's probably a lot of people in the medical field here tonight," you pondered, attempting to lessen the awkwardness in the air.
"I'd rather not talk to doctors too close to politicians."He scoffed, taking a hand from his pocket, pushing away a strand of hair from his face.
"Hm," you responded.
"They're usually being fucked over to do some corrupt shit," he shrugged.
"You've got a point," you nodded.
"But...not all of them," you added.
"Not all, but most." He swayed on his feet.
Silence filled the air again, you stood like that for a while. Eren didn't seem to mind, but you did. You racked your mind for common ground, something to talk about. You were a nervous talker.
You cleared your throat.
"How was shadowing yesterday?" You questioned, quickly glancing back over at him.
He turned to you, his eyebrows knitted in confusion.
"How'd you know where I was?"
"Armin and Connie told us when they came over for breakfast," you explained.
"Mm, it was pretty chill for a Saturday." He honked his shoulder.
A strong breeze blew past you, reminding you that you were standing outside in the dead of winter. You needed to get back inside anyways.
"Well, I better get going before Jean starts looking for me...and before I freeze my ass off." You let out a dry chuckle.
"Yeah, I'll head in soon. I'll see you tomorrow." He nodded before glancing back at the cityscape.
"Yeah, see you tomorrow." You nodded, dipping out of the cold back into the packed hall. You noticed one of the workers and beckoned him over.
The man swiftly approached you.
"Champagne?" He asked, a platter of the bubbly beverage in his hand.
You gladly accepted a glass, you needed it after that interaction and the endless interactions yet to come.
"Thank you." You smiled.
"Of course ma'am."
Once you'd reached the bottom of the stairs, you skimmed the room for Jean, hoping that he was in a less crowded area now. As you scanned, you peeped Dr. A in the crowd talking to Mrs. Kirstein.
Continuing your pursuit for your boyfriend, you noticed a pair of ash blond heads close to the pianist, and made your way over. As you inched closer, you took a few sips of your champagne.
"There she is!" Mr. Kirstein beamed. You made your way to Jean's side, he gave you a quick glance before looking at the man in front of him.
He and the Mayor were talking to another older man. His blonde hair seemed to be a grown out buzz cut, and when he spoke you could tell he was a smoker.
"Ah, Jean was just discussing you. I was beginning to think you were a figment of his imagination." He let out a raspy laugh.
"Y/n this is Chief Hannes." Jean smiled, locking your arms together once again.
"It's nice to meet you." You nodded with a smile.
The night went on in a continuous loop of introductions. Most people ignored your existence, but when you were acknowledged, Mr. Kirstein and Jean gladly introduced you.
✎ ahhh hi guysss, and the new ppl from my tiktoks hehe <3 i hope you guys enjoyed! i will go back and edit any grammatical or spelling errors soon
ngl i was tempted to add a smut scene at the end of the chapter but...i really want the first full smut scene in this fic to have significance and meaning to it
the wait will be worth it i promise ;)
also the next chapter has some of my favorite moments so i will def get that one out to you guys soon!
chapter three: i don’t smoke | last chp | masterlist
⋮ you attempt to spend time with jean and eren seems to loosen up…a bit.
❥eren x reader, jean x reader (temp)
cw/tag: ~5.2k words, sorry for the slow updates pooks, handjob, drinking, smoking
You sat there in disbelief, out of all people, him?
"I mean it kinda makes sense, you're both STEM majors." Your boyfriend shrugged, oblivious to your misery.
You glanced over at Eren, he was still sitting facing the board, like staring at it would make the names change.
"Uh Hitch, you mind if I take that seat?" You pointed at her desk, your face decorated with a tight smile. She nodded.
"Sure, we can just swap." She rose from her seat, grabbing her tote bag.
"Swap?" you questioned.
"Mhm..." she stood by your desk, pointing at the board, Jean Kirstein and Hitch Dreyse.
"Oh" you grabbed your things, allowing Hitch to slip into the seat beside Jean and took the desk next to Eren.
"What are the odds" Jean let out a soft chuckle, but the last thing you wanted to do was laugh.
You had nothing against Eren, the two of you just rarely interacted. However, the few times that you have, he was always so blunt to the point where you got the feeling he didn't like you.
"Seems like most of you have found your partners. Now, I want you all to discuss your careers with each other and maybe even decide on which one you want to base your project on", Dr. A announced, before taking a seat at her desk towards the front of the class.
Eren finally spoke.
"What career did you choose?" The question was blunt and dry just like he'd been since the day you met him.
"Veterinarian, I'm an animal science major. What about you?" You asked, turning in your desk, to face his direction.
He did the same, "Neurosurgeon, I'm a biochem major with a concentration in neuroscience."
"Wow, cool" you nodded in disbelief.
When Jean had said he was a STEM major, you always thought he meant something like health science like most athletes.
"Why the wow?" His brows knitted, he had an expression on his face that you couldn't quite read.
You let out a nervous chuckle, "I don't know, I just didn't expect the captain of the basketball team to be a biochem major" you shrugged.
He scoffed "I get that a lot, so which one you wanna choose?"
You shrugged, "doesn't really matter to m-"
"Good, we can choose Neurosurgery then. Get my insta from Jean, I'll dm you about meeting up," he interrupted you, grabbing his bag.
You took your phone from your pocket, it was time for class to end. When you glanced back up, Eren was already walking out the door. You scoffed, turning to Jean and Hitch.
They were both laughing about something, as they stood from their seats.
"Oh baby, how was it?" Jean noticed you still sitting there.
"Better than I thought I guess, he's just so blunt." You shook your head, standing from your desk.
"That's Eren" Hitch nodded looking over at Jean to agree.
"Yeah, he's just gotta warm up to you" he smiled as the three of you walked towards the door.
"Will I see you Sunday, Ki?" Jean stopped at Dr. A's desk, you stopped behind him, as Hitch left out the door.
"It's Dr. A in class, but yes tell Mayor Kirstein I'll be there" she smiled.
"Will do" he gave her a slight nod, turning to you.
"You know Dr. A?" you questioned, as you both left out of the classroom.
"Mhm, she comes to my Dad's events sometimes, suprised you didn't recognize her," he shrugged.
You never paid attention to the people you were introduced to at those events, you knew they'd never remember you, so why should you attempt to remember them?
Jean wrapped his arm around your shoulders. Your body instinctively leaned into him, embracing the warmth as you walked outside into the Paradise winter.
You missed your moments together, just you and him, but he was so busy this semester with his dad and basketball.
"You free right now?" He questioned.
"For a bit, I have to be at the clinic by 3" you hummed.
"Good, we can stop at my place for a bit" he gave the side of your head a peck.
"Are the other guys gonna be there?" You really just wanted alone time with your boyfriend.
"Nah, Connie and Armin should be in class and Eren's gone to the hospital" he patted your shoulder in reassurance.
"Hospital?" You turned your head, concerned.
Jean let out a soft chuckle.
"He shadows there, that's why he ran out of class. The man hates being late."
"Hmm, then yeah, let's go to your place," you smiled to yourself.
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At the guys' apartment you took off your shoes and coat, before walking to the couch. Jean sat beside you, grabbing your legs, placing them across his lap, he gave your ankles a squeeze.
"I can't believe we all ended up partnered like that" you shook your head, looking over at him.
Jean nodded in agreement.
"How do you feel working with Hitch?" You questioned.
You could tell Eren didn't like her, but Jean seemed to be indifferent about the situation.
"Decent I guess, she's nice and our majors are similar." He honked his shoulder.
"Hmm cool, I just knew that she was a bit much when you guys were in high school, right?" You continued.
He let out a sigh.
"Yeah, but she's okay now. She stopped the weird shit with me and Eren a while ago", he gave your leg another squeeze for reassurance.
"I've missed you" he sighed.
"I've missed you too." You smiled at him, reaching over, you cupped his face and landed a soft peck on his cheek. He gently grabbed your hand, placing it into his lap.
"Wanna know what else I missed?" He purred.
"Hmm what?" you giggled.
"Those lips", smiling down at them, he raised his hand to cup your face.
"Oh really?" you teased.
"Mhmm" he hummed, connecting his lips to yours.
Your hands instinctively went to grab his face, rubbing his soft stubble. Breaking the kiss, you moved your legs off of Jean and placed them on either side of his lap, straddling him.
His light brown eyes glanced up at you with confliction, he was probably worried about his roommates. You were too, but you needed this time with him.
You gave him a quick smile, before pulling him back into the kiss. His mouth quickly opened for you, letting your tongues connect. You could feel a smirk form against his lips.
Jean pushed you down against his lap, creating friction between the two of you.
"Mmm," you rubbed yourself against him, feeling his clothed erection.
One of his hands left your waist and moved up to grab your breast, giving it a rough squeeze. In retaliation, you bit down onto his lip, coaxing a groan from him. Your hands left his face, trailing down to his chest, then his jeans.
You quickly unbuckled his brown belt and unzipped his pants. Jean moved to grab the hem of your sweats, but you grabbed his hands, breaking the kiss.
You shook your head.
"Mmm mm, I gotta be at the clinic by 3, we won't have time, but..." Your hand slipped into his pants, grabbing him out of his briefs.
Jean stared down at you, as you spit into one of your hands, wrapping it around his length.
"Fuck", he groaned.
Your hand moved up and down his shaft, his eyes flickered to your face and back at his lap. You bent down, spitting onto his tip, before reconnecting the kiss, swallowing his moans and groans.
Your thumb swirled around his tip, coaxing another mumbled fuck out of him. His hands moved back to your waist, holding you in place.
You pumped him faster, feeling his warm pre-cum leaking onto your fingers. You smirked against his lips, before giving his dick a squeeze.
His body lurched, as his hips began thrusting into your hand. You broke the kiss again. Scooting back, you placed one hand at his tip, palming it in a circular motion, as your other hand pumped his lower shaft. Jean threw his head back, eyes closed.
When you felt him jolt in your hands, you knew he was close. "Fuck baby" he groaned, as his cum released onto your fingers and his jeans. You smiled at your accomplishment, pumping him down from his high. He eventually lifted his head, giving you a peck on the forehead.
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After Tuesday, the week trudged along with classes and your internship at the clinic. It was now Friday, and the day of homecoming, which you maybe would have forgotten, if it wasn't the only thing your friends talked about the entire week.
You didn't wake up until noon, closing up the clinic last night had been hell. For some reason, the other girl who worked there wasn't going to be able to come back until next week, so you were doing extra work.
Leaving your room, you trudged into the kitchen. Mikasa was already gone to her Friday class and Sash was most likely sleep.
You made your way to the fridge, taking out the orange chicken and rice Mikasa had made the previous night. You plated yourself some and placed it into the microwave, making sure to leave some for Sash.
After grabbing yourself a bottle of water from the fridge, you headed back to the microwave...
*BEEP*
*BEEP*
You grabbed your food and sat in one of the barstools.
"Mmm, morning" you heard a voice call out in the hall.
Sasha was up.
"Morning, I left you some leftovers this time" you giggled.
"Good" she gave you a playfully stern stare, before heading to the fridge.
"Oh can you pass me a fork?" You asked.
She nodded, going into the drawer passing you the utensil. The food was just as good as it was last night, Mikasa's cooking skills were elevating with every meal. You couldn't complain, the more she cooked, the less you had to.
You and Sash spent the rest of the evening eating and watching Scandal(again).
Once Mikasa came home at around 4, you decided it was best to start getting ready for the game, you had a long night ahead of you.
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During a time-out, your eyes skimmed over the cheerleaders. You noticed Historia and the other members wore their hair in a normal half up half down, while Hitch wore hers with pigtails, guess she went with your suggestion.
Your attention quickly shifted back to the guys, eyes landing on Jean, his hair was getting longer. One of the first things you noticed about him was his mullet, you loved a man with longer hair, although Connie would hate to hear you admit that.
Jean was discussing something with Eren and Coach Levi, the shorter man seemed to be in a bad mood, but then again, he seemed to always be in one. You could tell Jean was holding in a laugh, while Eren stood next to him, unfazed. Did he ever showed any other emotion?
Once the time-out was over, they both ran back out onto the court, but not before Coach Levi smacked Jean on the back of his head.
"Mika said the party will be a buzzkill if they don't win." Sasha recalled, leaning in closer for you to hear.
She sat in the middle of you and Mikasa, always sending messages between the two of you. You chuckled at the comment.
"But they're set on winning, I'm pretty sure they've been planning the party for months" Sash added.
You nodded, "and we rarely lose."
It was true, you rarely lost unless Jean got into one of his moods and threw a temper tantrum with a foul, but he usually kept his composure.
Sasha nodded and turned, relaying your response to Mikasa. Mikasa said something to her in return, and she turned back to you.
"Yeah, because we've got Eren. That's what Mika said, and I agree." You nodded in agreement, turning back to the game.
He was usually the star of the game, which is why him being on the pre-med track for neuroscience threw you for a loop. He ran towards Jean, dribbling the ball with ease, before tossing it to him.
Jean swiftly caught the ball, throwing it into the net, a three pointer. He smiled at Eren, a slight grin pulled at the corner his lips as he turned from Jean, running to the other end of the court.
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The game ended 94-67, with the Devils as the winners. With no time to congratulate Jean, you and the girls were off to change for the party.
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The three of you got ready in you and Mikasa's room, blasting old Disney songs,
"Who says, who says you're not perfect" Sasha sang into her brush.
"Who says you're not worth it" You grabbed the brush, dancing around in front of your night stand.
"Who says you're the only one that's hurting" Mikasa chimed in, as she sat on her bed, sipping a black cherry white claw.
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You always hated having to find party clothes during the winter, but you landed on wearing a black mini skirt, a dark gray off the shoulder sweater and knee high black leather boots. Underneath your skirt, you wore fleece stockings and covered it all with the black cape coat Jean bought you last Christmas.
Arriving at Reiner's frat house, you slipped your phone out of your pocket to text Jean.
You
hey bb! we're here, wya?
As you walked up the stairs to the front door, you looked around, cars were parked all down the street. Jean hadn't responded yet.
"Ooh tonight would be a good night to ask Eren about the lake house." Sasha suggested, breaking her neck to look around, as the three of you entered the house.
It was an all white, three story house that Jean's dad had funded, since he was an alumni of the fraternity. He still loved to bring up how disappointed he was in Jean for not rushing.
The house was decorated with white and gray marbled floors, that you knew would be ruined for the cleaning crew to clean after the night was over. The speakers blasted with house music, bodies dancing in the living area, the usual coffee table at the center, was pushed into a corner.
"But...before that, I wanna find Nic" She added, pushing through the crowd of bodies, leaving you and
Mikasa at the entrance. The two of you glanced over at each other, shaking your heads and made your way towards the kitchen.
Entering the less crowed room, you noticed Historia and Ymir standing at the makeshift bar, the guys set up for the party. A bartender stood at the island in the middle of the kitchen, mixing drinks.
"Hey guys" you greeted the couple.
They both turned to greet you.
"Oh hey, you guys finally made it."
Historia exclaimed, bringing you and Mikasa into a joint hug.
"Thank you" Ymir nodded at the bartender, handing him a tip.
The dirty blonde smiled, glancing at you and Mikasa, as Historia pulled away from you two.
"What can I get you ladies?" With further inspection you noticed his name tag: Porco.
"What you got?" You questioned.
"Well, not much since we're not at an actual bar, but tonight I can serve you a gin and tonic, vodka soda, cosmopolitan, negroni, mojito, vodka shots, or plain bud light." Porco shrugged his shoulders with a slight grin.
"If that's the case, give me two vodka sodas and four vodka shots," you ordered. He gave you a nod and went to work.
You shook your head and turned back to your friends.
"I can't believe they hired a bartender, what if they lost?"
"That'll never happen, long as we got Eren" Reiner budded in, coming from the living area, Eren followed behind him.
His hair was down, falling at his shoulders, a few loose pieces framed his face. He scanned the room, unfazed by the boast from his friend, seeming to be searching for something or someone.
"You guys killed it out there" Historia exclaimed, throwing up her red solo cup, some of its contents spilling onto the floor. Maybe she'd had a bit too much of whatever she was drinking.
"Two vodka sodas and four vodka shots," the bartender called out.
"Thanks, uh I don't have cash for a tip, but I'll tell Jean to pay you more than whatever they're giving you. You smiled, turning back to the group.
"Shots!?" You exclaimed.
Mikasa took her drink and shot.
Ymir shook her head.
"That's enough for us tonight." She held Historia up by her waist.
"Maybe a glass of water?" She asked the bartender.
"Shots?" you held the two extra cups to Reiner and Eren.
"Hell yeah", Reiner took the glasses, extending one to his long haired friend. Eren shook his head, denying the drink.
"Oh c'mon bro, it's one shot," Reiner insisted, nudging the drink to his chest.
Eren shook his head and sighed, "fine" grabbing the drink. The four of you threw the liquid back, burning your throats as you swallowed.
"Egh" you grimaced, placing the plastic shot glass down onto the island. Porco quickly retrieved it, throwing it into the trash. He was quick.
"You guys had money for a bartender, but not real glasses" you looked down at your vodka soda in a red solo cup.
"Hey, that was big money Kirstein, he probably forgot to add it into the budget" Reiner shrugged.
"On the topic of Jean, have you seen him around?" you grabbed your phone from your coat pocket with your free hand, still no response.
"Nah, he's gotta be around here somewhere though" Reiner shrugged. You took a sip of your drink and sighed. He was probably somewhere boasting about his win, he'd show up eventually.
You glanced behind Reiner and Eren at the entrance, it was Sasha dragging Nic into the kitchen.
"Sash" you called out, her eyes wondered around until she saw you peeping behind broad shoulders.
"Just the woman I was looking for", she exclaimed as her and Nic walked up to the group.
"You and Jean wanna play against me and Nic in beer pong", she suggested, her hand still holding his, as he stood beside her, his blond hair seemed to be tossed around his head and his face as bright as a tomato.
You wondered when they'd make it official, it was so obvious.
You averted your gaze back to Sasha, her eyes beamed with anticipation.
"I'm down, but I don't know where Jean is, he's not picking up his phone."
"Hmm well..." she pondered for a second, looking over at Reiner and Eren who were now whispering to each other about something you had no intentions of hearing.
"Eren can play" she shrugged.
"Really?" You questioned.
"Mhmm, right Eren?" She smiled over at him.
He let out a sigh, racking his hands through his hair.
"Sure, I haven't played in a while anyways, but I'm not drinking more than three cups"
"Well, I guess you better win fast then" she shrugged, attempting to put up a tough act, but you could tell she was already tipsy.
"Anywho, let's go" she exclaimed, grabbing your hand, dragging you out of the kitchen.
"Eren? Really?" You shouted, attempting to talk above the music, weaving through the crowd of people.
"Don't worryyyy, he owes me and it's kinda obvious Reiner kinda sorta finds you hot so I didn't wanna give him the satisfaction and Eren was the only other guy there" she shrugged, as you made it out of the living area and up the stairs.
"Actually the bartender guy was there, I'd rather take my chances with him" you whined.
That half drunken vodka soda and shot were slowly flowing into your system, each step you took felt lighter.
Sasha turned to you once you'd reached the top of the stairs.
"Plus I did you a favor in a way, Eren's pretty decent in beer pong."
"Oh how grateful I am for that, now im playing beer pong with my boyfriend's childhood friend who saw me na-" Sasha's hand swiftly covered your mouth before you could finish.
"Maybe we shouldn't say that right now" she smiled, directing her eyes to the bottom of the stairs, Eren along with the rest of the group were making their way up. His eyes scanned around, still searching.
Sasha grabbed your hand and dragged you into the frat's gaming room, which was surprisingly empty tonight. It contained a makeshift beer pong table, pool table, and a PS5 with a couch and a few bean bag chairs.
"Ready to get your ass beat?" She looked back at you. Shaking your head.
You scoffed, "you wish."
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The rest of the group sat on the couch, watching the game unfold, barely. Reiner had left to find Connie, Ymir was nursing Historia, which left Mikasa quietly watching, since her commentary would 'throw Sasha off her game'.
It took a few trial runs to get used to playing with someone else but Jean. You knew how he played and he knew your strategies. You could communicate without words, but with Eren...
"Fuck, cmon you could've gotten that" you groaned. Eren kissed his teeth, "you're acting like you could do better", he frustratingly ran his hands through his hair, so much for that nonchalant act.
"Heh, looks like you're gonna be drinking more than three cups Jaeger" Sasha boasted, high-fiving Nic.
Eren scoffed, stepping back next to you, waiting on them to make their play. He glanced over at you, bending down to your ear.
"Listen, I really don't wanna lose to Sash, so we need to work together" he whispered.
With him so close, you caught a whiff of his cologne, he was a vanilla guy, another thing you hadn't expected.
You cleared your throat, "yeah, me neither."
He let out a slight chuckle against your ear.
"Well we need to figure something out."
And a few turns later, you'd learned each other's strategies. Eren seemed to like to hit the corners first, while you went for the center. You also noticed he didn't like much talking during his turn, or in general.
He held the small white ball in his hand. With his eyes closed, he tossed the ball towards one of the back corner cups. It spun around the rim, before dropping into the beer, a bit splashing onto the table.
"Yes, let's gooo" you exclaimed with a little jump. Sasha groaned, chugging down the beer.
Eren turned to you with slight grin. You raised your hand towards him, awaiting a high five.
He looked at you, hesitation in his eyes, his hands still in his pockets.
You scoffed, "you gonna leave me hanging?"
Eren shook his head at your annoyance, connecting his hand with yours. The booze was clouding your mind, you just wanted to win and have some fun, even if it was with Eren.
"My turnnn" you exclaimed, grabbing your ball.
You didn't think too long on your throw. With a flick of your wrist, you tossed the plastic ball into the red cup in the center of the table.
"Yes" you shouted, sticking your tongue out at Sasha, you and Eren had this in the bag. It was his turn again, if he made this you'd win and you could tease Sasha for the next week.
"Nice job" he applauded as you stood back, waiting for him to make his move. Grabbing his ball, he gave it a rub on his black tee, that seemed to be a ritual of his as well.
"Cmon Jaeger we already know you got this, let's just get it over with" Sasha huffed.
Nic stood beside her, whispering something in her ear, most likely attempting to give her reassurance, she wasn't having it tho.
Eren let out a slight chuckle, you could see the corner of his mouth pull into a smirk.
He loved this, tormenting Sasha, but it was for her own good, she's the one who forced you to play with each other.
Before you knew it, the ball was in the air, before dropping into the last corner cup with a splash, beer spilled onto the table.
"Let's gooo" you exclaimed jumping up.
Eren turned to you with a satisfied half smirk on his face.
"Good game" his hand reached out in front of you.
You grabbed it, giving it a slight shake, with a nod.
"You too, you're good."
"Eh, there's a science to it, it's physics" he shrugged, slipping his hand back into his pocket.
"You know, that's what I get for going against two nerds. You bring science into everything" Sasha scoffed, picking up the cup of beer, before chugging it down. She let out a roaring burp, turning to Nic.
"Should've made her play with Reiner he's a meat head" she attempted to whisper, but failed miserably.
"A meat head huh" the stocky blonde walked through the door, a bag of weed in his hand and an already buzzed Connie on his tail.
Beside you, you could hear Eren let out a soft chuckle, amused by the conversation.
Sasha whipped her head around.
"Heh, meat head? Nooo I said...you know what, yeah I said it you're a meat head" she nodded, the alcohol wasn't doing her any favors.
"Gonna pretend that's the booze talking" Reiner shook his head.
"Anyways, I came bearing gifts" he held up a tiny bag of weed.
"Nic, you rolling?"
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Some time passed, you didn't know how much. The mixture of drinks were still in your system, but it felt nice, a calm in the storm of your life with school.
Your friends passed around the blunt Nic had rolled, it was now nothing but a small nub, alluding to how long you were sitting in a haze. You were sat on the sectional couch beside Sasha and Nic. Mikasa sat on the long end, sipping on another drink, at least you assumed it was a new one and not the same one from earlier.
Historia and Ymir had left after Historia began soft launching signs of throwing up. Connie and Reiner sat on bean bags by the couch, the sight of someone as muscular as Reiner sitting on a bean bag never got old.
You let out a soft chuckle to yourself. Eren had left out of the room a bit after the rotation began, once it got around to him he just mumbled.
"You know I don't smoke" and got up and left the room.
Nobody seemed to think anything of it, instead the blunt was passed to Mikasa. You didn't smoke either but you still stayed.
"Ay, look who finally decided to grace us with his presence", Reiner's voice took you out of your thoughts.
Your eyes moved towards the door, it was Jean, his a face burning red, he'd drunk too much, and even you could tell at the state you were in. You couldn't help but smile, once his eyes met yours.
"Sorry, I'm the man of the hour tonight. Had to make a few pit stops before the main event" he gave you all a cocky smile, walking over towards the couch.
There was something you felt you needed to be mad with him about, but once he was in front of you, you'd completely forgotten what it was.
"Hey baby." He cooed, before giving your cheek a peck.
He tapped your thighs for you to open them, as he sat on the floor, his upper body now between your legs.
Jean rested his back against the couch, as you reached your hands out towards his head, fingers playing with his hair.
"Bro, how are you loaded and still can't afford an iron" Connie blurted, passing the bud to Reiner, but his comment was directed at Jean.
You hadn't noticed, but his white long sleeved shirt was wrinkled.
"Eh it's probably from hugging everybody congratulating me, wasn't wrinkled when I got here." He shrugged, laying his head back further into your lap, giving you better access to his hair.
"Ion know man, that shit has more wrinkles than my grandma" Connie continued, shaking his head, his eyes a glossy red.
"Isn't your grandma dead" Sasha added beside you, before tapping Jean's shoulder to take the blunt.
"Yeah, that's how bad it is" Connie let out a dry laugh.
"Maybe I could use that smooth head of yours to straighten it out" Jean retorted, taking a hit and exhaling.
He rose from your touch to pass it back to Connie, who'd probably get the last hit. Connie snatched it from him, resulting in the bud falling onto the floor.
If it were your apartment or maybe even the guys it'd probably be okay to still take a hit, but it was the floor of a frat house, and even a completely stoned Connie knew better.
"Welp, that's the end of that" he shrugged, putting the nub out, against the floor.
The door swung open again, commotion from the hall and down stairs filtered in, before muffling back out as Eren walked in, closing it behind him. The look on his face almost seemed to be disappointment? betrayal? Whatever it was, it wasn't positive.
His eyes scanned the room before they met yours, swiftly dropping to Jean. You blinked and just like that, his face was back to normal, expressionless.
"Ohh Eren's back" Sasha sarcastically scoffed.
"Still mad we beat you" you joked.
"We?" Jean questioned, turning his head around towards the two of you.
"Mhm, I made them team up, since someone wasn't answering his phone. I had to get creative, but I should've just waited. Sometimes I forget he's good at everything" she shook her head at the last comment.
You glanced over to gage Eren's reaction, a faint smile decorated his lips. Jean responded with a mere "hmm", placing his head back into your lap.
However, you took your hands from his hair, placing them onto your thighs. Sasha had reminded you why you were mad at him, he hadn't answered your messages.
"Ya know this reminds me of the good ole' days at Eren's lake house, with the addition of Y/n and Nic of course" Mikasa added, reminiscing.
Sasha perked up.
"Yeah Eren, we should go for spring break. We haven't been in years", she looked down at him, at the end of the sectional.
He let out a sigh, "sure whatever."
"Told you" Sasha whispered to you.
"Told her what?" Jean nosily questioned.
"Nothing." She giggled.
To be honest, you'd completely forgotten about the plan for spring break, but now that it was set, you were excited to spend time with your friends. Your schedules were always so busy nowadays.
"Ugh, I'm tired of this room let's go downstairs and dance" Sasha announced.
✎ sorry for any typos or errors…ik it took me a century to update but it’s truly bc i hate this chapter and kept attempting to rewrite it
cw: oral sex, edging, subchoso(kinda), sexual intercourse, biting(blood)
The vibrations from the EDM music pulsed through your body, as you and your friend Shoko playfully danced against each other. You moved to the beat, not caring if your skimpy red dress rose a little.
With your face towards hers, you could see the glistening sweat drip past her eyebrow even in the dark night club, perks of being a nightwalker.
It was your routine coming to the club every Saturday, you'd get your feeding for the week and she got to have the time of her life.
The club was a big sensation in Tokyo, one of the only ones that accepted both humans and vamps. The owners were a vampire couple, Suguru and Satoru.
Shoko gave you a mischievous smile before turning around, her back now pressed against your chest. With her hands raised above her head, Shoko swayed playfully against you. Before you could give her a taste of her own medicine, the song switched to Written in Blood by She Wants Revenge.
It was oddly befitting to the scenery, many vampires came to feed, and most humans came to get high off the bite, but not all, there were a few who genuinely didn't know of the existence of vampires and just so happened to stumble upon the club. That's how you ended up the way you were, a naive college student who went out after a break-up, alone.
You were bitten by a fledgling who hadn't fully learned how to use his fangs yet. Instead of simply taking your blood, he injected vampire venom into your veins.
The next morning you woke up in the club, no idea what had transpired the previous night, only the feeling of a hangover from the bite. Suguru helped you learn the ropes, and you met Shoko because of it. She however was a mere human who just so happened to be best friends with vampires.
She turned back to face you, "Ugh, I need a smoke break. I'll be back." You nodded, "Okay, be safe." She blew you a kiss, and was off towards the entrance. You stood and watched as her slim figure descended into the crowd of bodies, her black miniskirt riding up her thighs as she walked. You turned to find a new dance partner for the time being, before something hit you in the back.
You turned around, ready to tell whoever it was off. "I'm so sorry," a voice pleaded, the face attached to it was...cute. His dark black hair framed his face, stopping at his collar bone.
He had an interesting tattoo, a simple line across his nose, from one cheek to the other. The mysterious man was casually dressed, wearing a black long sleeve tee, baggy dark wash jeans and what you assumed to be Dr.Martins on his feet. You couldn't fully tell with his pants being so l-
"Are you okay, I'm so sorry really" he asked, snapping you out of your observations. "Yeah, no problem, it's cool" you shrugged, letting out a slight chuckle. He nodded, rubbing the back of his neck, "Great, I really am s-"
"You've apologized three times now, it's cool. If you really wanna make it up to me, dance with me" you smiled. His dark eyes, widened, "to this?" he questioned, She Wants Revenge was still playing.
"Mhm" you nodded. "Lemme show you" you grabbed his hand, pulling him towards you. He stumbled a bit until he found his footing. "Do you mind?" you asked. He shook his head. You moved his hands to the small of your back, before pushing against him. Your hips swayed to the beat of the music.
His breath quickened as he glanced down at you, an expression on his face you couldn't quite decipher. "You have to move too you know" you prompted him, moving your hands to his shoulders. With your bodies so close together, you could smell a slight scent of his blood.
"Are you O-" you asked looking up at him. His eyebrows knitted in confusion for a second, until the moment of realization hit. His adam's apple bobbed up and down, as he swallowed. "Yes...are you a vampire?" He asked it as if it were contagious to say.
"Yep" you nodded, a mischievous smile spread across your lips. "That's...cool" he replied, his breath shaking. "My brothers dragged me here to see one, but I kind of lost them in here"
"Oh", you replied.
"D-do you like O-" he asked, eyes staring into yours. The song had changed, and you'd stopped moving to the beat, "mhmm it's my favorite." You both stood still in the sea of bodies, pressed against each other.
"When's the last time you've had it?" his curiosity was getting the best of him, you liked it, and that was the problem. "Not in a while, maybe a few months ago, lots of A+s around here?" you shrugged. The last time was a girl who was visiting from the states, she'd heard about the club on the internet and wanted to experience it. Who were you to turn her down?
"You want some?" he asked, his question was for you, but he didn't seem too sure about it himself. You couldn't help but let out a giggle, "why offer? let me guess, you've heard about how it feels." The bite for a human was euphoric, some might even say orgasmic. Your body still remembered the feeling as a human before you were injected with venom.
"Heh, no that's not why" he nervously laughed. "Yeah? Then why?" He didn't respond, just gulped, his adam's apple dancing again. "It's okay, do you want me to bite you?" one of your hands moved from his shoulder to the crook of his neck, your index finger tapping the vein.
"No?" his answer sounded more like a question. "Really? Because your heartbeat says otherwise."
He let out another shaky breath, "Yes."
"Right now? Here?" your other hand snaked to the back of his neck, bringing his face down to yours. He nodded, "yes." With that, you titled his head to the side, his veins peeked through his pale skin, waiting to be punctured.
You attached the base of your tongue against his neck, liking up his nervous sweats before your fangs were sinking into his skin.
"Mmm" he softly whimpered. His blood was sweet, warm, dripping onto your tongue, slow like honey. One of his hands went to the back of your head, holding it gently, the other still rested at the small of your back. His blood slowly glided down your throat, your body craved more.
You moaned against his skin, taking a few more sips before retracting your fangs. You licked the excess blood from his neck, standing back to gage his response.
His dark eyes were glossed over, his grip on your back grew stronger, he wanted more. "That was," he paused, looking for the right word.
"Euphoric? Intoxicating?" You questioned, your eyes piercing into his. "Both" his breathing quickened again. "Can y-"
"Want another?" You cut him off, it was obvious he craved more, and so did you.
"Mhmm, please" he nodded frantically, this would be fun.
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The next thing you knew, you were taking him into the VIP lounge Satoru kept for vampire only nights. The room was decorated with a chandelier, red crystals scattered around it, mimicking blood, a long red suede U shaped couch that sat against the wall and a black table in the center.
The stranger stood behind you, from his breathing, he'd grown nervous, even more than before. You turned to him, "It's okay, I won't bite...unless you want." Giggling at your own joke, you grabbed his hand, leading him to the center of the sofa.
You prompted him to sit and you did the same, your bodies were close but no longer touching. "So, can I get your name?" You asked, looking over at him, your body positioned towards his.
His eyes flickered to yours, "Choso", he replied.
"Well Choso, you should loosen up a little" you smiled. "Sorry" his face grew a shade of red.
"It's okay, I won't hurt you. Do you want the bite now Choso?" You prompted, new beads of sweat slithered down his face.
"Mhmm" he nodded. "Then just ask" you shrugged, not making a move until he did.
"Can you...bite me? Please?" He whispered, playing with his fingers in his lap. You moved closer, your legs now touching, hooking your finger into the collar of his shirt. You smiled at the pulsing vein before sinking your teeth into his shoulder.
"Mmm" you moaned in unison, his hand flew to the back of your neck, cradling you. His frantic breathing slowed, as you sucked more of his sweet nectar.
His blood lit fires in your body, fueling you with energy. You wanted it to last forever, but you knew you couldn't take too much at once, so you pulled away.
"Wait" he called out. At first you thought it was because he wanted you to keep going, however...
A tent had formed in his jeans, and you couldn't help but smile to yourself. Although the bite was pleasurable, it didn't often elicit such a response
"Oh Choso, no it's okay, really. It's natural" you shrugged, moving your hand to his thigh. "No it's not I'm sorry, you must think I'm a perv getting off on this" he shook his head in frustration, eyes averting from meeting yours.
"Look at me" you squeezed his thigh, with no extra strength, prompting him to listen.
"Do you want me to take care of it?" You looked down, the bulge still standing, it didn't seem to be going anywhere, and he was cute, so why not?
"No" he shook his head, his heart rate increasing rapidly.
You sighed, "you know I can tell when you're lying."
"Yes" he admitted. Your eyes narrowed, "to the first question or the latter?"
"Both?" He answered hesitantly. "That's all you had to say" you shrugged, moving your hands up his thigh.
"Are you sure?" He asked you, stopping your hand near his crotch. "Very sure, let me help you Choso" you smiled. He nodded hesitantly, before taking his hand from yours.
You proceeded to unbutton his jeans. Your hands attached to the hem of his pants, pulling them down tantalizingly slow, until they were at his mid thigh, and you got down onto the floor in front of him.
He swallowed, both his hands on either side of him resting on the couch. You pulled the jeans the rest of the way, letting them hit the ground, resting at his ankles.
Your eyes connected to his briefs already wet with precum. You smiled, sliding the underwear off, his bulge springing out of the fabric. He was bigger than you'd expected, just full of surprises.
Your hands moved from his thighs to the base of his dick. You sat up on your knees, dropping a ball of spit onto the tip, some of his blood mixed in. Choso let out a shaky breath.
As one hand rested on his inner thigh, the other began slowly pumping his length. "That feel good?" You cooed.
"Mhmm" he nodded, his hair stuck to his skin. You added your tongue into the mix, licking from the base, up to the tip.
His body shuddered in response, his dick pulsing in your hand. Your tongue swirled around the tip, lapping up his precum, as your hand pumped him, up and down.
One of Choso's hands moved to hold yours against his thigh...cute. Your speed increased, as you took more of him into your mouth. Your head bobbed in unison with your hand.
"Mmm" you moaned against him, sending vibrations through his dick. "Fuck" he whimpered, his hold on your hand tightened.
You took away the hand on his shaft, sliding your head down further, until your nose touched the base, before lifting up his length again.
Taking his hand holding yours, you placed it at the back of your neck, prompting him to push your head down further. You gagged, as his tip hit the back of your throat.
"Mmm" he moaned. Your pace quickened, your head bobbing up and down his length, soliciting moans and whimpers from him.
His legs shuddered against the sofa, and you knew he was close, "please I'm gonna c-"
You lifted your head, a string of saliva still attached to your lips. His eyes wandered around the scene below him, "Wait why'd you st-"
Before he could finish his sentence, you sank your fangs into one of his thighs. "Oh fuck," he whimpered, placing his his hands beside him on the couch.
The blood was even warmer, thicker, sweeter, you couldn't get enough. You moaned against his skin, getting hotter by the second.
Snaking your hand around his shaft, you pumped him as you sucked his blood. Choso's hips began lifting up into your hand at an attempt to quicken his release.
The mixture of your saliva and precum coated his dick, making him a slick and slippery mess against your fingers. You could feel your panties soaking, loving this more than you'd like to admit.
However, you'd dry his thigh out if you didn't stop. You retracted your fangs, hand still pumping his length. Your eyes met his dark eyes, glossed over from the overwhelming pleasure.
You pumped your hand faster, until his eyes rolled back. Moving your head down to the bite on his thigh, you lapped up any excess blood you wasted.
Your hand pumped him vigorously, his hips snapping up for more pleasure. You rose from his thigh, eyes meeting his, before stopping your pursuit on his dick.
He looked down at you, eyes pleading, "please let me cum" he whined.
His words ran straight to your clit. You stood from the floor, body now towering his on the couch, your eyes never leaving his.
You lifted your dress a bit, gaining access to your black thong. Slowly, you slid the fabric down your thighs, past your knees, to ankles. Slipping the thong off, you examined it a bit. Your slick decorated the thin black fabric.
After balling it into your hands, you tossed it to the side. Choso's body was covered in his own blood, some smears from your frantic and messy bites. He was too sweet, you just couldn't help yourself.
His eyes flickered down to your legs and back at your eyes. You let out a soft giggle before straddling him, with both legs on either side of him. You'd positioned yourself right above his length. "You want more?" You cooed, his dark eyes pleaded, "mhmm."
"Then your wish is my command", you smiled, grabbing his dick, guiding his tip towards your entrance. You swirled the head around your hole, teasing him and yourself. Your cunt ached for pleasure.
Choso licked his lips in anticipation, his hands still at he side of him. Oh how you loved his restraint, he could've pushed you down onto him by now. You slowly sank down, letting him slip into you.
"Ahh" you moaned out, grabbing on to his shoulders for support. Slowly, you ground your hips against him. The eye contact with him threw you into a frenzy, his eyes filled with need.
Snaking one of your hands to the back of his neck, you pulled him into a kiss. Your lips met for the first time, he didn't object even with your mouth coated in his precum and blood.
Your tongue prodded at his lips, demanding access, which he gladly accepted. There was no need in fighting for dominance, he let you take the lead. However, he was being a bit too respectful.
You broke the kiss, "put your hands on my hips" you ordered, and he swiftly obliged. His big calloused hands sat on both your hips. You gave him a smile before reconnecting the kiss.
His dick inside you teased at your cervix, with the slow pace you were going, you needed more. You lifted yourself so that only the tip was inside, and swiftly dropped back down onto him, gaining a unison moan from the two of you. Choso's grip on your hips tightened.
Picking up your pace, you pounded your pussy on top of him, his tip brushing your sweet spot each time. "Mmm" you moaned into his mouth, pleasure taking over you.
With your hand still at the back of his neck, your fingers dug into his flesh, aiding a soft whimper from him. You sucked his bottom lip, sinking your fangs into it.
Choso's fingers dug into your sides. Your pussy squeezed his length, gaining you another soft moan. Once you'd retracted your fangs, you pulled back, eyes meeting his.
"Mmm" he moaned again, staring at you. You sighed to yourself knowing this would end soon, before turning his head to the side, sinking your teeth into his neck once more.
One of your hands cradled his head, fingers intertwined with his long hair, while the other moved down to your cunt. His sugar coated blood, glided down your throat.
You moaned against his skin, sliding your fingers to your clit. Pressing down onto the sensitive bud, moving in a circular motion.
You quickened the pace, faster, the sound of your flesh pounding his, drowned out by the music of the club. "Oh my god" Choso cried out, he was so close and so were you.
He began raising you up, before bucking his hips into you. "Mmm" you moaned against his neck. Repeating the action over and over, Choso pounded into your begging cunt.
With the pursuit against your clit, his dick bruising your cervix, along with his sweet blood flowing down your throat , you were sent into overdrive.
You retracted your fangs, lapping and sucking up any access blood from his neck before connecting your lips again.
He took your tongue and his blood that coated it, moaning into your mouth. Your cunt squeezed his length, as you came undone, overwhelmed with pleasure.
"Mmm" you moaned, still rubbing your clit coming down from your high. Choso's pounding didn't cease, overstimulating your hole.
He pulled away from the kiss, "please let me cum" he pleaded, eyes filled with hunger. You nodded, "cum for me Choso, cum inside me" you cooed.
With a few more strokes he came inside you, "Aghh fuck" he cried out. His seed coated your insides, warm and thick.
Taking your hand from your clit, you cupped some of the access cum that spilled out of you. You took your fingers into your mouth, licking him from your hand, all while holding eye contact with him.
"Fuck" he sighed, before palming your face, bringing you in for another kiss.
✎ sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes, i will fix them when i get the time! tbh i did NAWT do choso justice…this one-shot is def not my best
⋮ for some reason the universe keeps sending eren your way
❥ eren x reader, jean x reader (temp)
cw/tags: ~3k wrds, shorter chapter, y/n feels like she doesn’t get enough time w/ jean, ymir x historia
Your Sunday consisted of a Twilight marathon with the girls. It was tradition to rewatch the series whenever it rained and on Sunday, it poured.
So much so, you stepped in four puddles on your way to meet up with Historia and Ymir. The freezing water had seeped into your Ugg boots.
"Shit" you mumbled to yourself. Hopefully the heat in the food court would dry you up before your lecture.
Once you and Ymir had learned you took Anatomy together, you both decided to meet up before and after the class when you had the time.
Ymir and Historia were also apart of Jean's friend group, you'd met them at one of the first games of Freshman year.
You let out a sigh of relief once you entered the building, the food court was packed to the brim with students.
Each table held a different group of people with different stories, you wondered if they'd also stepped in a few puddles on their way here.
"Y/n" you heard a familiar voice call out. You searched around to find the face to match, to your far right was Ymir and Historia sitting at one of the booths. You walked through the crowded food court in pursuit of your friends.
"Hey" you sighed, slumping into the seat across from the couple.
"What's with you?" Ymir questioned, sipping from the gallon of water she carried around with her everywhere.
"My feet are soaked from those stupid puddles" you shook your head peeping under the table at your brown boots. When you wiggled your toes you could feel the water squelch beneath them.
"Were you not looking at the ground?" She chuckled.
"No, I was too busy thinking about my chai and fries" you smiled, looking over at the basket of fries and cup of chai you knew were for you.
"Greed is a sin you know" she slid them over to you.
"Ah, you're the best. So what have you guys been up to?" You asked, shoving a few fries into your mouth.
"Nothing much, we just got back from the gym" Ymir replied, taking another sip from her jug.
"Am I the only one in the friend group that isn't a gym rat?" You shook your head, taking another bite of fries.
"You and Sash" Historia finally pitched in, she was frantically typing on her phone.
"Also I promise I'm listening, the cheer group chat is going crazy right now because of homecoming this week." She added, her eyes glued to the device.
"How long she been like this?" You questioned.
"All morning, she bumped into a guy lifting at the gym because of it" Ymir looked over at her, shaking her head.
"Wow, that can't be healthy" you joked, taking a sip of your chai.
"Mhm, I'm beginning to feel neglected" Ymir sighed.
"Okay, okay fine" Historia pouted, turning her phone off and placing it face down on the table.
You and Ymir both laughed at the action.
"Well since you guys don't want me texting about it, I can just talk about it" she shrugged.
"Hitch is really pissing me off right now, she all of a sudden wants to change the hairstyles to pigtails for the game. Fucking pigtails"
"What's wrong with pigtails?" Ymir questioned.
"Nothing inherently, but she only wants to change it because she wants to slut out on the court" She took a frustrated sip of her latte.
"What makes you say that?" You asked, the tea was getting hotter by the second.
"She admitted it in the group chat saying pigtails have more of a sex appeal. I'm sorry, I didn't know this was a whore house." She frustratingly tapped her fingers on the table, her nails decorated with vibrant pink polish.
"Also, pigtails are only sexy to weirdos" she shook her head.
"So just tell her no" you suggested.
"Can't, she's co captain now since our previous one transferred last semester. As captain and co captain we have to come to an agreement but she's a stubborn bitch"
"What was the original hairstyle?" You threw the rest of your chai back, gone too soon.
"A Half up half down"
You sat the cup onto the table, "Just do half up half downs and she can do the pigtails with it instead of a regular ponytail, then you both win."
"Eh, I'll suggest it" Historia sighed, picking up her phone again.
"Cheerleading has taken my girlfriend away from me" Ymir shook her head.
"Tell me about it, basketball is the third in me and Jean's relationship" You bantered.
"We should start a support group" she suggested.
"Ooh yeah, partners of student athletes united" you giggled, taking your phone out of your coat pocket to check the time.
"We should probably get going, it's 10:50" you suggested.
She nodded, grabbing her water jug, "Yeah, don't wanna deal with Professor Hange for being late."
You both rose from the booth, looking over at Historia, who still sat glued to her phone. "Babe, we're leaving are you staying here?" Ymir sighed.
"Mhm, the girls are gonna meet up with me in a bit, love ya" she blew a kiss, never looking up.
"Love you too" Ymir shook her head with a soft chuckle. The two of you walked through the food court, throwing your trash out on the way out.
"I need homecoming to be over already" Ymir laughed. You nodded in response.
"You and me both"
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Thankfully, you hadn't stepped in anymore puddles on the way there and the outside layer of your boots had dried. You made it to the lecture hall with just a minute to spare, sitting in the seats you'd chosen towards the front.
Last week, Ymir complained about the choice, but when you had lectures you always sat in the front to hold yourself accountable. If you sat in the back you'd end up on your phone.
Professor Hange clapped her hands, "The clock has struck 11, let's begin."
"Last week we discussed the Integumentary and Skeletal systems. Those are some of the easiest systems we'll go through. Therefore, I hope to see all A's on the upcoming exam"
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"That's all I have for today my wonderful students. Make sure to review for the exam on next week"
"Ugh finally" Ymir whispered as you both gathered your things and headed towards the exit.
"You have a class after this right?" She asked, stopping beside the lecture door.
"Yep, animal genetics" you nodded.
"Well, I'm gonna stay back and wait on Reiner. He should be coming out in a minute"
"What class?" You questioned.
She pointed at the door, "This one, him and Eren are in our lecture."
"What? How didn't I know that?"
"Because they sit at the back like normal people" she teased.
"Mhm, but I doubt they're retaining anything. Anyways, I gotta go I wanna stop for another chai before class"
"Yeah, see you Wednesday"
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The dining hall was just as busy as it was earlier, you had ordered your beverage and waited for the worker to call your name.
Glancing ahead, the two heads in front of you looked oddly familiar, "Armin? Connie?"
The duo turned to you, "oh hey y/n haven't seen you since classes started" Armin beamed, bringing you into a hug.
"I know, things have been hectic lately" you patted his back, before stepping back.
"I'm here too by the way" Connie smiled. You rolled your eyes and brought him into a hug.
"How are classes so far?" You asked, pulling away from his embrace.
"Pretty good, how's the internship?" Armin asked.
"Nice, my second day is tomorrow. Still can't believe Mr. Kirstein found me one so fast" you shook your head in disbelief.
"Yeah, he's cool when he wants to be, just don't get on his bad side" Connie added.
"Connie" Armin warned, hitting him in the back of his buzzed head.
"What? It's true remember what he did t-"
"Order for...Conman?" the cashier's voice broke the conversation. "That's me" Connie and Armin walked up to the counter, the worker quickly handed them their pastries.
They made their way back over to you on their way out, "Sorry about that, we'll see you at the game" Armin smiled.
"Order for Y/n" the cashier called.
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Once you left your animal genetics lecture, you went home and watched a bit of Scandal with Mikasa, since Sash had ditched you to hang with Nic.
On Tuesday, you trekked to your single class of the day. It was a random career class you registered for as an elective. Today was your first day attending, since the class started a week late.
It was also the only class you took with Jean, your courses rarely lined up with him being a Political Science major and all. As you entered the building, you let out a sigh of relief, you couldn't wait until spring.
Although you had to walk through the harsh Paradis winter breeze, you were glad you'd have time to see Jean, even if it was for a class. He'd been busy lately with the basketball season and his dad's reelection. He did have time to go to parties you thought to yourself, but shrugged it off when you entered the classroom.
It was a smaller more intimate classroom setting compared to your stem lectures. You briefly scanned the room until you saw your ash haired boy. "Hey babe" you smiled, sitting in the desk next to him.
All of the seats were aligned in rows facing the board, Jean had chosen a seat towards the middle. "Hi baby", he reached over to grab your hand, giving it a small peck.
"How has your dad been holding up with the election" you asked.
"Good so far..." Jean shrugged his shoulders, giving your hand a tight squeeze before placing it back on your desk.
He looked towards the doorway, "Yo Eren." Jean waved over at the brunette.
What was with the universe and its sudden Eren appearances. You'd seen him more this semester than your entire time at the university. When you saw his face, the only thing you could think about was how he'd seen you naked.
"He takes this class too?" You questioned.
Jean nodded, "yep, told him about it when we registered, he needed another elective."
"Sup" he took off his backpack, placing it on the floor and sat in the desk across from Jean. "Fuck", Eren sighed. You and Jean both glanced towards his line of vision, Hitch.
She skimmed the room until she locked her eyes on the three of you, her smile bright as she walked towards the group. She wore flared leggings and ugg boots similar to the ones you'd soaked yesterday and an expensive looking peacoat, her hair was tied into two pigtails.
"Hi! Oh my god, I had no idea you guys were taking this class too" she beamed, sitting in the seat next to Eren and across from you.
For a split second she looked over at him with a pinched look on her face, until she turned over to you, "Oh, you're Y/n right?" She was bubbly, a bit too bubbly.
You nodded, "Yeah and you're Hitch, nice to meet you."
"May I have your attention please" your professor called.
"Thank you, welcome to Career Explorations. My name is Doctor Kiyomi Azumabito, but please refer to me as Dr. A to keep from mispronunciations," a weak smile spread across her lips.
"Now, this course is only 5 weeks, meaning we only meet 5 times throughout the entire course. Therefore, there is a lot of work that must be completed outside of class. I emailed you all on last week to conduct simple secondary research on the career path that interested you the most.
Your final grade will consist of, your final project, all of your research, and the check-ins given throughout the course. Today, I will be splitting you all into pairs. I know most of you are probably upperclassmen and capable of choosing your own partners.
However, I chose your pairs based on the careers you chose, your majors, and answers to the student survey that you submitted at the beginning of this week. This will help you in the long run, since you will be choosing one of your two careers to create your final project on.
I know this is a lot of information, there is more in the syllabus and course's home page. Please feel free to refer to those outlets and if you are still confused please talk to me, now let's get you into your pairs" she gave the class a nod, before turning on the projector.
Seconds later, the board was filled with a list of unfamiliar names, your eyes skimmed across the letters until it landed on yours, right next to Eren's.
✎ik ik i failed you guys w/ these updates but i will do better promise… it’s funny bc i have like 80% of the fic outlined i just have to write 😭 anywho hope you enjoyed, next chaps will be more eventful (homecoming and business parties), we’re just getting started
also i see your theories, i cannot confirm nor deny them👀
sorry for any typos or grammar errors(there probably were bc i was rushing to get something out) i will fix them when i get the time<3
⋮you have an interesting encounter with your boyfriend’s roommate
❥eren x reader, jean x reader(temp)
cw/tags: ~4k wrds, vaginal intercourse(barely), eren has piercings & tattoos, vet student reader
You let out a soft whimper, as Jean thrusted his dick into your begging cunt. You bounced on top of him, attempting to match his pace and keep your balance on his twin sized bed.
"Fuck baby I'm gonna cum", he grunted, using both hands to push you down onto his lap. You clenched yourself around him, gaining another grunt of approval.
"Do that again and I won't be able to pull o-" He stopped before he could finish his sentence, pausing as if he'd seen a ghost. You whipped your head around to see what he could possibly be staring at, your eyes were met with his roommate Eren's.
"Oh my fucking God" you screamed, getting up from Jean, grabbing the first articles of clothing you could get your hands on, which ended up being Jean's sweater and your sweats.
Jean jumped out of his bed and quickly slipped on his basketball shorts that were lying on the floor.
You frantically ran past your boyfriend's roommate, who still stood by the door. Without saying another word, you shut the door and ran out of the apartment.
"What the fuck are you doing here? You weren't supposed to be back for another hour." Jean questioned his roommate.
"First off, this is my room too, I can come in whenever I wanna" Eren rolled his eyes, throwing down his backpack in his beanbag chair, next to his desk.
"Second of all, my dad ended up cancelling on me, so I went to the food court and then I decided to come here and take a nap before the game" he took off his shirt and plopped onto his bed.
"I was just about to bust bro" Jean shook his head out of disappointment.
"I don't care, fuck your girl somewhere else, then you won't have this problem" he honked his shoulders.
"Oh shut up, seeing my girl naked was probably the highlight of your month, especially since you've sworn away from women" he used his fingers as quotation marks.
"I only saw her back, I looked away after I realised what was going on" he grabbed his phone, strolling through it.
"Good, because she's mine" Jean jokingly glared over at Eren, before walking to their bathroom.
"She had some nice piercings by the way" Eren shouted.
"You little shit, I thought you said you didn't see anything" Jean shouted from the bathroom.
"Not my fault she turned around"
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You ran into your apartment, breathing heavily after running from the boys' apartment to yours. With so much going through your mind, you didn't notice your roommates staring at you in confusion.
"Uh, what's up with you?" Sasha asked, walking up to you with caution.
"Eren just caught us fucking in their room" you groaned, remembering the incident that transpired just minutes ago.
"Yikes, I'm surprised you guys hadn't gotten walked in on sooner" Mikasa budded in from the living room couch.
"Fuck, he told Jean he would be gone for another hour" you shook your head out of disappointment.
"I can't believe that just happened to me" you facepalmed.
"Did he see anything?" Sasha questioned, almost amusingly.
"Not that I know of, but it all happened so fast. I picked up Jean's sweater instead of my hoodie." You sighed, walking over to sit on the couch next to Mikasa.
"Well, knowing Eren he probably wasn't even fazed. You don't have anything to worry about" Mikasa attempted to reassure you.
Sasha and Mikasa had been your roommates since freshman year, and you coincidentally started dating one of their bestfriends. They'd known Jean and the other guys since they were kids, but you weren't that close with Eren, so you'd just have to take their word for it. You hoped he didn't feel some type of way about the whole situation.
"Are you going to the game tonight?" Sasha questioned, steering away from the topic, she sat in the chair across from you and Mikasa.
"Um is the sky blue? Of course I am, it's the first game of the season."
"The after party?" She lifted a brow, scooting to the edge of her chair in anticipation.
"Nope, I need to finish up my research for my career class and I have my internship in the morning" you sighed, wanting nothing more than to go to the party, but you had to put your education first.
"Eh, that's understandable, we won't go either if you can't go" Sasha looked over at you with a reassuring smile.
"But I'll be going to the homecoming party next week for sure, this should be the only time I have to go to the clinic on a Saturday" you smiled back at her.
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The game rolled into the fourth quarter. You watched Jean run across the court, his red and white uniform complemented his skin well. He looked good, really good, but for some reason your eyes couldn't stop directing towards his roommate, out of curiosity perhaps.
Eren was the captain of the team, so he was usually the star of the game. However, you never really paid him much attention.
He had tattoos of birds going from his hands up to his shoulders, his eyebrow was decorated with two silver studs and his nose, a silver septum ring. Running across the court, he pushed the flyaways from his manbun out of his face.
You only had brief interactions with him in the two and a half years you and Jean had been together. You guessed it was because he was barely at home when you were at their apartment, or around when you hung out with Jean and his other friends.
Shaking your head, you attempted to turn your focus back onto Jean.
You and Jean had met at freshman orientation and everyone gave out their Instagrams to keep in touch. A few weeks later, your childhood cat passed and you posted about it on your story. Jean slid up to see how you were doing and it lead from there.
"Y/n!" Sasha shouted into your ear, breaking you out of your thoughts.
"What?" You questioned.
"Jean just scored the winning point" she pointed at the score board: 62-59.
Immediately, you jumped up and cheered for Jean, forgetting all about what was keeping you distracted most of the game. It was like Mikasa said, Eren probably didn't care about the incident earlier.
After the arena began clearing out, you ran to the court to congratulate your boyfriend, as he dabbed up his teammates. His body glistened with sweat, some dripped from his hair onto his jersey.
You tapped his shoulder to get his attention, feeling your feet leaving the ground, as Jean lifted you up to give him a kiss. His warm lips connected with yours, even though he was sweaty and gross, you wanted to stay in his arms forever.
"Get a room" Reiner jokingly scoffed.
"Good game, baby" You smiled up at Jean, as he placed you back down onto the court.
"Thanks baby, God I wish you could come to the after party" he sighed, caressing your shoulder.
"I know, I wish I could too, but I have to get some rest for tomorrow" you reached up to grab his face and planted a kiss on his cheek.
"Bye, don't have too much fun without me" smiling, you walked off to find your roommates.
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Back at the apartment, you, Mikasa, and Sasha sat in you and Mikasa's room. The both of you shared a room, while Sasha had one to herself. When you moved in, you played a round of uno to determine who'd get the single, Sasha won.
They both sat on Mikasa's bed, while you sat on yours. The three of you reminisced previous semesters spent together, as you finished up your research.
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The next morning you woke up earlier than needed. All night, you'd tossed and turned anticipating your internship, you had to make a good first impression.
Being a veterinarian had been your dream since the first grade.
You were trying your best to get as much experience as you could, but you were having trouble finding any opportunities. Jean brought it up to his dad, and boom you were given an internship, just like that.
"Really? Thank you, Mr Kirstein" you smiled, shaking the man's hand.
"Perks of dating a Kirstein" he shook your hand firmly.
You got up to make your bed and noticed Jean's worn navy sweater lying at the edge. It was his late friend Marco's. You hummed, you should take it to him, he'd probably miss it.
You wanted to see him anyways, congratulate him on the win again and get details about the party last night. 'Did Connie get rejected by another girl?' 'Did Armin pass out again?'
Youslipped on a white long sleeved shirt, your black scrubs, and grabbed your coat on the way out.
After getting dressed for the clinic, you walked over to their apartment, your complexes were just across from each other. There weren't many differences between the two, the main one being they had a gym. Jean said that was the reason they chose it, you chose yours because your scholarship paid for it.
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Knocking on the door of the student apartment, you stood waiting for someone to answer.
The door swiftly opened to reveal a shirtless, Eren. His dark hair was pulled into a messy bun, some strands falling onto his face. The birds that went from his hands to his shoulders, actually went to his chest and seemingly his back as well. You noticed he also had both of his nipples pierced like you, 'cool'.
"Jean's not here" he groggily stated. He looked down at you, one hand holding the door open while the other held onto the door frame. Gray sweatpants hung loosely at his waist.
"I just wanted to see Jean and drop this off." You shrugged, handing him the navy sweater.
"And I'm sorry for what happened yesterday. I told Jean that we'd eventually get caught, but he's kinda stubborn so.."
"It's more Jean's fault than yours, you aren't my roommate. You don't owe me anything" his emerald eyes flickered to yours, grabbing the sweater.
"Okay, then I'll just tell Jean I stopped by and left the sweater with you" you nodded, before turning and walking down the hall to the stairs. That actually wasn't so bad, he didn't seem to give a fuck, so why should you.
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Fifteen minutes later, you arrived at the Paradis Animal Clinic. You stepped out of your bright blue Toyota Camry. Your mom had found it on Facebook marketplace for your high school graduation.
The Paradis winter breeze slapped you across the face as soon as you left the warmth of your car. After grabbing your tote bag, you shut and locked your door. Glancing up at the clinic, you took a deep breath and walked through the doors.
Although it was an animal clinic, it smelled nice, like fresh linen. At the front desk a blonde man stood with his back turned to you. Based on his white medical coat, you assumed he was going to be your new mentor.
You cleared your throat to grab his attention, walking closer to the desk. The man turned, his blue eyes searching the room, until they landed on you. A smile quickly spread across his face.
"Oh hello, you must be my new intern, Miss l/n?" He stretched his hand out to greet you.
You took it and gave it a gentle shake, "yes sir, but please just call me, y/n".
"Okay, well welcome y/n, I'm Dr. Erwin Smith. It's nice to meet you. Mayor Kirstein asked me for a favor to help his son's girlfriend and I've been needing help around here anyways, so it all worked out" he shrugged with a slight chuckle.
"Let me show you around, may I?" He looked down at your tote bag. You nodded and handed it over to him. Dr. Smith grabbed the bag and placed it on one of the coat racks beside the desk. You also took off your coat and placed it on the rack.
"Firstly, this is the front desk, where you'll help get patients checked in, and set up future appointments." The desk was the center of the entrance, with various navy blue chairs by the walls on either side, for waiting patients.
The desk had a few decorations with various animals, like a polar bear plushie and a red panda pen holder.
"Petra loves her endangered species, you'll meet her next week. She had to move to part time, since she's off doing her own private practices. You'll be at the desk when she isn't here and when she is, I'll have you shadow me in the back" he gave you a small smile and headed out of the waiting room area.
Dr. Smith guided you through the back with various rooms, including the exam, treatment, and operating rooms. You learned they also offered grooming services. Walking through the clinic, you noticed the color scheme was navy and white, most rooms had white walls with blue paw prints across them.
"And here is my office" he pointed to the last room in the building.
"It's nice, I really like what you've done with the place" you gave him a slight smile.
"Thanks, but that's all Petra, she was actually my intern a few years before you" he chuckled.
"Well, let's get back to the front, patients will be coming in soon" he lead you back through the clinic.
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After five hours of, "hi's" and head scratches, you pulled up to your student apartment. You grabbed your things and walked into the complex. The elevator was occupied as always, so you took the stairs. You needed to get your steps in anyways.
Arriving at your door, you looked down at the familiar doormat, now worn from years of usage. It was black with "come as you are" in white lettering. The girls said it was a present from one of the guys freshman year.
You grabbed your keycard from your bag and swiped it, opening the door. Sasha sat on the couch, her back turned to you, as she watched some cooking competition.
"Hey, Sash" you greeted, closing the door behind you and placing your bag on the counter. "Oh hey, how was the internship?" She turned to look over at you, as you made your way into to the fridge.
"It was good, Dr. Smith's really sweet and the animals were so cute. I met a blind elderly cat named Clementine, she was the cutest." You smiled reminiscing your day. Though your smile quickly vanished when you noticed there was nothing to eat in the fridge.
"We need to go grocery shopping again" you sighed, grabbing a water and heading to the living area with Sasha.
"Yeah, wonder how that happened...we should go to the food court and get something" she suggested.
"I'm down, Mika here?" You asked sitting on the couch next to her.
"Shes in the shower, we can go when she's out"
"Did she go on another morning run?" You asked, already knowing the answer, taking a sip of your water.
"Yep, I don't see how she does it" she shook her head, and went back to watch the tv. You reached into your pocket for your phone to text Jean.
You
hey bby, i forgot to text you this morning
i stopped by to see you, but eren
said you were gone. i left your sweater w/ him<3
"Oh hey y/n, how was the internship?" Mikasa walked out of your room, rubbing her hair with a towel.
"It was good, I actually really liked it" you looked up from your phone placing it into your pocket.
"Me and Sash were waiting to see if you wanted to go to the food court for lunch"
"Yeah I'm down, are you wearing that?" She asked, looking over at your scrubs.
"I should probably change, don't wanna walk around with dog hair " you laughed.
You scurried into you and Mikasa's room and looked for something to slip on. You decided on a gray hoodie and light washed jeans, something simple.
Walking out of the room, Mikasa and Sasha were already waiting at the front door.
"Okay, I'm ready, are you gonna go out with damp hair?" You questioned Mikasa.
"Mhm, you know I don't get sick" she shrugged and opened the door for you and Sasha. Sometimes you swore she wasn't human.
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You all decided to get something from Titan's Tea. They served a variety of tea of course, but also the best sandwiches.
The heat wrapped around you like a warm blanket, as you walked in. The line wasn't too long, with only two people ahead of you. You glanced at the menu even though you'd probably get your usual order, a bacon avocado sandwich with a raspberry iced tea.
The person at the front of the line grabbed their food and turned to leave, as they walked closer ,you recognized it was Eren. He had his head down looking at his phone, his hair was down today, covering most of his face.
"Oh hey Eren", Sasha called out to him as he walked over. Eren looked up, "Sup Sash, Mika, Jean's girl" he gave a small nod and walked out of the cafe.
You could hear Sasha suppressing a laugh, "see I told you he wouldn't remember the other day, he can't even remember your name" she patted your back.
"But that was a bit uncalled for, he could've just said hey and kept it pushing" Mikasa added.
"Eh, you know how Eren is. It took him a good 3 years to warm up to Nic"
"Next in line please" the cashier called out, the person in front of you had gotten their order and left.
Sasha ended up ordering and paying for all of you, only because she felt guilty about the groceries "disappearing."
You sat at one of the tables towards the entrance of the cafe, you loved to people watch so you faced the window, while Mikasa and Sasha sat across from you.
You let out a satisfied sigh after taking a sip of your tea, it always hit the spot. You knew the food was good because none of you spoke until you finished your sandwiches.
"That was so good, I wish they were hiring. I would get such a good discount" Sasha shook her head before taking a sip of her drink. You all let out a chuckle.
"I know this is kinda random since it's January, but has anybody thought of any plans for Spring Break?"Mikasa asked.
"Nope, but we need to do something better than the carnival this year" Sasha added.
"Hey, I actually liked the carnival" you objected. To be fair, you'd always loved the carnival, it was one of your favorite things to do with your mom when you were a kid.
"The carnival is fun, but not spring break fun, you know?" She shrugged.
"Well, I was thinking we could go to the Jaeger lake house" Mikasa added.
"Oh my God yes! We haven't been since senior year" Sasha exclaimed.
"Jaeger lake house?" You questioned.
"Yeah, Eren's family has a lake house about an hour and thirty minutes from here. It's a nice spot in the countryside" Mikasa explained.
"But we haven't been in forever, not since Hitch got us busted"
"Hitch?" You sipped more of your tea, your straw let out a screeching noise, as you moved it around the plastic cup.
"Yep, she was pissed that Eren didn't invite her so she called the cops, which led to Dr. Jaeger banning us from the house" Sasha sighed.
"But that was years ago, and we're not teenagers anymore. I doubt he'd mind, and even if he did Eren would still do it...if he wanted to" Mikasa reassured, she seemed to really want this.
"I mean, I'm down for whatever. It sounds fun, but I think the main person you guys have to discuss it with is Eren" you shrugged.
"Mmm yeah, we should ask him when he's around a lot people. A bit of peer pressure never hurt anyone." Sasha opened her plastic cup and threw back the pieces of ice that were left.
"Peer pressure Eren?" You questioned, he didn't seem like the type to bend easily for anyone.
"Believe it or not, he's actually a big people pleaser" she shrugged, crunching on the ice.
"Oh Sash have you seen Hitch's stories on her spam" Mikasa questioned.
"Yes! She's been posting these pics with some dude, but his face is always cut out" Sasha exclaimed, she loved her gossip.
"Maybe she finally found someone" you suggested, you didn't know Hitch that well but from everything you've heard about her, she seemed to be desperate for romance.
"But the thing is, I can't figure out who it is. It's bothering me. Like I know it isn't important, but I'm intrigued." Mikasa added. You let out a chuckle, Mikasa barely ever cared about anything this much. Now you were intrigued.
"It could be somebody neither of you know."
"Maybe...or it could be Eren" Sasha suggested, crunching on more ice.
"Why'd you say that?" You asked.
"I mean, we know she was crazy about him and Jean back in high school and ever since you and Jean got together she's been all over Eren." She explained.
"Mhm, and Eren barely tells us about his love life, but we do know that they hooked up last semester after a football game" Mikasa added.
"And where'd you get that information?"
"Connie, he said he saw them both leaving out of one of the bedrooms at the frat house"
"Well, maybe it is him" you pondered. Your phone vibrated inside your pocket. You slipped it out and read the notification, Jean had replied to your message.
J<3
Hey baby, sorry for texting back so late. I was at the gym with Reiner and then we stopped by the sauna.
You
it's no problem , wya now?
J<3
The apt, got the sweater, Eren told me he saw you again at titan's tea.
You
yea, me sash, and mika are out of groceries...again
we came to get some lunch after i got back from the clinic
J<3
I completely forgot about that, how was it?
You
cool, erwin was really sweet
J<3
Perks of dating a Kirstein
*you laughed at a message*
You
yep, im just using you for your nepotism
J<3
Hahaha...
What are you doing tmr?
You
rain's in the forecast
so twilight rewatch w/ the girls ofc
J<3
*rolls eyes*Edward's got nothing on me
You
eh idk abt that...
wbu?
J<3
Helping my dad with some stuff, reelection's coming up
You
doubt he has anything to worry abt
he's been mayor over a decade now
J<3
Yeah? well you tell him that
You
no thanks!
need to stay on his good side...
we can meet up monday, I miss you <3
J<3
I miss you more<3
You
love you<333
*J<3 loved a message*
"Earth to y/n" Sasha waved her hand near your face.
"Sorry, I was texting Jean" you chuckle looking up at her and Mikasa.
"What was he up to?" Mikasa asked.
"He just got home from the sauna with Reiner"
"Ughh, we should head home, I have some work I need to do before classes tomorrow" Sasha sighed.
"Yeah, and I need a shower" you agreed.
"But, I'm determined to find this mystery man, and convince Eren about the lake house" Mikasa stood from her chair.
"I think we have too much time on our hands" Sasha chuckled.
✎sorry for any typos/errors will fix em when i have time! this is ac my first long fic in like 3 years😭 also ik it’s kinda jarring reading abt the winter in the summer, but i’ve been plotting this for months and am just now getting the time to execute it. anywho, more lore and eren crumbs next chap(should be out later this week)
⋮ although you and your boyfriend jean have been together for 2 years, his roommate eren is still a mystery to you…until he isn’t
❥ eren x reader, jean x reader(temp)
cw/tags: fem!reader, slow burn, smut, fluff, angst, dislike to friends to lovers, he fell first and harder, college au, mentions of death, some jean x reader, okay, don’t wanna give too much away hehe
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chapter index
chapter one: the birds
chapter two: every time
chapter three: i don’t smoke
chapter four: old money
chapter five: mama’s boy /be quiet and drive
chapter six: my boy
chapter seven: when memories snow
chapter eight: moodswings
chapter nine: living room flow
chapter ten: 24/7
chapter eleven: comfort crowd
chapter twelve: stay ready (what a life)
chapter thirteen: love drought
chapter fourteen: better off
chapter fifteen: honeymoon fades
chapter sixteen: as you are
chapter seventeen: white roses
chapter eighteen: bloom later
chapter nineteen: pretty little birds
chapter twenty: endlessly
epilogue: end scene
✎ this fic is projected to be 20-25 chapters + an epilogue. also just a disclaimer it is an eren fic, just a bit of a slow burn <3
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