Yandere! Eren
cw: Yandere tropes of Stalking, kidnapping at the very end, obviously obsessive love, unhealthy love, drinking and weed mention, breaking and entering. wc: ~3k
You’ve started to notice more and more weird stuff like: your bedsheets being ruffled even though you know you made it before leaving, your chapstick being in different places all around your tiny apartment, your shampoo and conditioner are running out a lot quicker, and the most terrifying… some guy in all black keeps following you around.
At first it isn't that noticeable, hell maybe you didn’t even notice when it started. But recently? Every time you walk anywhere you know that eventually you’ll see a tall man stalking behind you. Just far enough away to where you can’t call him out on it. Hell the times you’ve worked up the courage to turn around and stomp up to… no one. He’s gone already.
You’re starting to feel crazy. No one believes you, and campus security stopped looking into it after the fourth report made only by you.
You’ve tried to push back on this creepy feeling, changing the locks on your small apartment, getting a security camera and pointing it at different spots of your apartment, calling your friends whenever you see the man following you.
But mainly you find yourself falling into the safety of one of your college friends, Eren. A punk looking man who was built for just about every sport he could possibly play. However he chose to play none in college. Despite apparently filling every free second he had in high school with different sports, and despite Paradis U teams wanting him desperately, he now cherished his free time.
The leaves crunched under your shoes as you walked up to the giant tree, its leaves now orange and red and half on the ground. Eren sat right up against the trunk with Armin and Mikasa sat next to him.
“ ‘Sup, pretty?” He asks, one arm propped up on his knee, the other in his lap as he stares up at you.
“Hey.” You glance behind you before sitting down. A habit you had picked up since the following started.
“Still being followed?” Armin asked, he tried to believe your almost insane ramblings of what was going on– but the more you said happened he couldn’t help but to get suspicious of your mental state. Especially since you had zero proof of anything.
“Feel like it. Wish I could just relax.”
“Who knows, maybe it’s just a secret admirer that is too pussy to talk to you.” Mikasa teases and bumps her shoulder into yours.
“Ew Mikasa, shut up.” Eren glares.
“Where’s your little boy toy?” She ignores Eren’s glare with a smile to you.
“You’re dating someone?” Armin questions, leaning in with a grin. Eren stays with his back against the tree trunk, almost looking disinterested to hear about this guy for the first time.
“No, I was talking to a guy from Marley but he just… stopped responding after our third date.” You explain. “Second time that’s happened since all of this started.” You complain.
“What even was his shitty name? I’ll go take care of him if you want.” Eren offers, his hair tied half up to keep it out of his face during the day.
“You need to take care of a haircut, idiot.” Mikasa kicks his foot.
“Apparently he dropped all his classes after, maybe he was just having a hard time.” You introject, not wanting to see the two bicker like siblings more than you already do.
“Yeah, and so did the guy before him. I’m just saying, that seems like an awfully weird coincidence.” Mikasa points at you. Maybe it was you.
“Did you get your nails done?” You ask, looking at the blood red color on her nails, taking them in your hand to examine them.
“Yup. Wanted to get them in time for Halloween.” She smiles, putting her hand up against the red lace of her skirt. “Matches perfectly.”
“That it does. They look great.”
“Miks, you really have to stop scaring them about all this. It’s all just a coincidence.” Armin says, opening up his phone and squinting to read it. You reach over and lower his glasses from the top of his head. “Thanks.”
Mikasa plops back to lay on the ground, leaves crunching under her and surely sticking to her outfit. “You just don’t want to admit this is all perfect for the time of year. Think about it, scary stuff is happening to you during October.”
“It’s been happening since before October.” You comment, but she ignores it to continue gushing.
“It’s amazing that this is happening honestly, imagine if it’s a ghost.” She stares up at the leaves gently swaying in the wind.
“It’s not a ghost.” Eren grumbles.
“I mean… it hasn’t been caught by my security camera yet. I’ve placed it all around the apartment and it’s caught nothing!” You follow Mikasa in dramatically laying on your back and staring up at the leaves.
“Maybe it’s your pervy landlord.” Eren leans over to look at Armin’s phone. “Caf has pizza.”
“Caf always has pizza. And my landlord isn’t pervy.” You lift your head to glare at him.
“I don’t know. When we were moving you in he looked at you all weird.”
“Probably because a goth, a homeless looking guy, and a nerd were helping me move my shit.” You joke, kicking him lightly in the shin.
“It’s a ghost! A ghost that materializes and follows you around wherever you go.” Mikasa teases throwing a handful of leaves at you. “And soon it’ll be ready to take you with it!” You retaliate with your own handful of leaves.
“Shut up and stop trying to freak me out, asshole!” Armin scoots away from you to avoid getting leaves tossed at him.
“Alright alright, fine. Just having some fun. Are you done with classes for the day?” Mikasa asks, picking leaves from her hair.
“Yeah. I get out at 2:50 on Wednesdays.” You clear the leaves that you can see off of yourself.
“Wanna go get lunch?” Armin asks, holding his phone to show you what the dining hall was offering today.
“I want to go put my shit in my apartment first. Meet you guys there?” You stand up, picking leaves off your pants. Mikasa stands up as well, clearing the leaves off her skirt by shaking it.
“Yeah we’ll meet you there.”
“I’m going to go home and change. I’ll meet you there too.” Eren stands and plucks a few leaves from your hair. You smile at him and wave as you all part ways.
You put your books and such on the counter of your apartment, taking a moment to water one of your plants and refold one of your throw blankets. Walking into your room, it wasn’t even horror that filled your body anymore– it was annoyance. Your bedsheets had been tangled, your pillow pulled to the middle of your bed. The towel from your shower earlier balled up on your bed.
You grab the still damp towel and toss it into your washing machine. Not bothering to move the blankets back yet, they’d probably just get messed up again anyways. You check your hair in the mirror of your bathroom before leaving. Grabbing your bag and slinging it over your shoulder you head out, locking the door behind you.
Walking to the dining hall you feel it, a pit in your stomach. You don’t even have to glance back to see the figure in all black. However you do take your phone out and take a picture with it in view to send to Mikasa with the caption “On our way!”
Despite the fear you felt in the beginning, and still sometimes do when a new behavior starts, you’ve developed a rather dark sense of humor around the whole thing. You used to weave your way through campus to try and get rid of the guy, but it never worked.
He would always disappear the moment you got there, not a second earlier. Unless you tried to walk up to him that was.
You finally get to the dining hall and sit down with Mikasa and Armin. Eren gets there a few minutes later and slings his black hoodie over the back of his chair as he sits down.
A few days later you get dragged along to a Marley Uni party by Annie, a friend you had grown up with.
After a good amount of drinks you almost go upstairs with a giraffe of a man before feeling a strong arm around your waist.
“Nope. Bad idea, sweets.” He smiles at you as you turn to look at the long haired burnout.
“Eren, why… are you here?” Your speech is a little slurred as you let him lead you over to the quieter closed off kitchen.
“You texted me, said you were going to a party with Annie and then didn’t respond for a bit. Got worried.” He looks out the small window in the kitchen as he speaks, his arm still wrapped around you.
“Please don’t drag me home yet, I'm having fun.” You pout, knowing that usually when Eren shows up it means you’re going to crash on his couch for the night.
“Really? Seems to me like you’re making bad decisions. Why should I let you continue to do that?” He pulls you closer as he looks into your pouting eyes.
“Because I won’t make any bad decisions now that you’re here.” You smile at him, trying your best to drunkenly convince him.
He thinks for a second before responding. “Spell my full name and we can stay for a little more.” You do, although you take a second to think it over first before letting the letters spill out of your mouth. He rolls his eyes with a small smile.
“Fine. You want another drink?” He asks, you open your mouth to respond as the kitchen door flies open.
“Thought your creepy stalker had finally gotten to you.” Annie walks up and hits your shoulder. “Why are you here, Yaeger?” She glares.
“Making sure no bad decisions are made.” He says, holding out an opened can to you.
“And that’s not one? They have a freak following them around and you’re giving them more?” She crosses her arms.
“Eren’s super strong though, he can scare off anyone from following me! Never followed when he’s with me.” You claim as you tip the drink back.
“Hmm.” Annie narrows her eyes as she looks at Eren who had both his arms wrapped around you. “That’s a strange coincidence, isn’t it?”
“Annie, Armin says hi by the way.” Eren smirks at her.
“Oh, uhm. Tell him I say hi back. Stay safe.” She points at you, you widen your eyes and smile at her.
“Promise. Love you, Ann.” You say as she speedwalks out of the kitchen, her cheeks reddish.
“You ever been crossfaded?” Eren asks.
“Once, but I completely forget it.” He smiles.
“Wanna enjoy it for a bit?”
“Should I? I just… I’m still a little worried.”
“I got you, pretty. Don’t you worry your little head about it. I’ll protect you.” He whispers to you, leaning right next to your ear. You suppress a shiver and nod, swallowing the drool pooling in your mouth. He leads you outside and places a joint in between your lips.
“Alright pretty, suck on this but only inhale once you’re done.” He lights it and holds it, watching as you continue to suck the smoke into your mouth. Your eyes widening and tapping his hand, leaning away from it to take the smallest breath in.
Coughing out a smoke machine’s amount of smoke, he gently pats your back as you lean against the wall of the house. “Deep breaths. Take a sip of your drink.” He holds the can for you to take.
“Need water.” You pat his arm and stumble away from him and over to the door. You open the fridge door and pull out a water bottle, coughing up a storm. Closing it you see someone standing next to it.
“Need help?” He asks, offering a hand to you to open the water bottle. You nod and he cracks it open for you. “Colt.” He smiles at you as you down as much water as you can.
After a little bit of conversation with him you feel a hand slide around your waist and tug you back. “Missed you, pretty.”
“Hello!” You turn to lean on Eren’s chest with a smile on your face and a warm feeling in your chest.
“You wandered off, sweets. Could’ve said you didn’t want to smoke.” He cups your face and glances up at the Marley student with pure disdain.
“No no, I did! Just needed water. And then I started talking to…” You turn around to point at the boy you had been talking to but he was already gone. Kitchen door swinging shut. “Awe.”
“You want to smoke?” Eren asks, turning your face back to him. You nod. “Alright, then let’s go home so I can get more.” He grips the back of your hoodie and walks you out of the kitchen.
“Home?”
“My home.” He comments, weaving you through the sea of people at this party. Holding you tight when you stumble, walking a little bit faster than you were used to.
You blink your eyes open in a dark room, the sheets a solid black and the blanket so warm you think you’re sweating. You rub at your face and try to sit up but feel something pulling you back down onto the bed.
“Your head is going to hurt if you sit up too fast.” Eren mumbles, his face buried in the pillow still.
“Don’t remember shit.” You grab your head as you shift to fully sit up in the bed. “Where’s my shirt?” You ask, tugging the blanket up.
“You threw up all over yourself. Had to lend you clothes.” He tugs himself closer to you. His hand gripping the sweatpants of his you were wearing.
“Oh that’s really embarrassing.” You laugh in self anguish at the thought of anyone seeing you like that. “How did I get here last night?” You ask.
“Originally I was walking you to your apartment, but your creepy landlord was like… standing at your door waiting for you. So I just took ya’ back here.” He grumbles, finally sitting up and leaning his head against your shoulder.
“Really? Fuck. I have to take back my kick from yesterday, he really is pervy.”
“You should stay here until your lease is up. Don’t want you alone around him anymore.”
“I don’t know if I even want to go back alone. But I don’t want to just crash at your place.” You lean off the bed and search around for anything you can put on your top. Grabbing a sweatshirt you tug it over yourself.
“No one here would mind. Besides, we’ve been telling you to move in with us for a while now.” He leans back on your shoulder with a hum.
“You’ve been telling me to move in here for a while.” You correct.
“As if Mikasa and Armin wouldn’t love you living here also.”
“Yeah? And where would I stay?” You tilt your head as you look at him.
“My room.” He answers bluntly, his eyes closed.
“Yeah, no way. I don’t want to be unexpectedly kicked out when you bring a girl home.” You laugh at the idea.
“That wouldn’t happen, pretty. I would already have the perfect person in my room.” He runs his hands on your sides. You giggle and tug his hands off of you.
“Don’t tickle me, dickhead. I’ll sleep on the couch, or maybe on Mikasa’s floor.”
“You’ll sleep in here.” He states, leaving no room for argument in his gruff tone. “It’s the safest room, I can protect you.” He wraps his arms around you, burying his face in your neck.
“You’re touchy in the morning.” You state, kicking the blanket from off your overheating legs. “I’ll talk to Mikasa and Armin. Get their opinion.”
“It’s the same as mine. I’ll tell them you finally agreed to move in with us and out of that shit hole.”
“Eren, it wasn’t that bad. Plus you weren’t even there for that long. Once I decorated it, it was fine.” He tightens his arms around you like a boa constricter.
“Still wasn’t safe if your stalker could get in and lay on your bed while you were gone.”
“Maybe my stalker is just smart.” You feel him smile against your neck.
“Maybe. Or maybe you’re just hot enough to drive a guy crazy.” He bites at your neck and you push at his chest.
“Quit.”
“I’ll go get your shit today. You stay here in bed and relax, your head must hurt.” He stands up off the bed. His sweatpants hanging low, untied. His shirt tight against his body.
“You don’t have to get it yourself, I’ll go with you.” You start to shuffle out of the bed.
He places a hand on your shoulder, squeezing it. “You stay here, pretty.”
“Then how will you get in?” You tilt your head at him.
“Spare key. You gave it to me, remember?” You didn’t remember, but then again your brain had been running on survival mode for the past couple months. So maybe you did. However you remember setting the spare key on your nightstand and then it was gone one day. Whatever.
“Ah, forgot. You sure you can do it alone?”
“I’m stronger than I look, pretty.” He winks at you. “I’ll be back, you stay here and sleep.” He walks up the stairs out of his room in the basement. And you swear you hear the door lock behind him.
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