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𝐀/𝐍: 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨!, 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝!, 𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭!, 𝐨𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐭𝐰 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐢 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭!, 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐨.
𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠: 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐝𝐞 | 𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐡
Before knowing his name, you recognized him like the back of your palm, wether its from the hushed whispers that circled about him through the city streets, or other sinful murmurs that resonated through the thin walls like an unkept secret.
It is said that he’s tempting as painless death, and intoxicating as a narcotic drug. He was a poisonous, forbidden fruit, one you should never seek, for it might end you confronting death face to face.
Such a notice you ought to stay aware of no matter what happens, but after a couple of months, you didn’t know how you failed to keep such a promise, but you knew where, and you knew when.
It all started on a starless night, accompanied only by the vague moonlight rays, and as you was slammed harshly against a cold brick wall in a tight alley, you knew finally that his name is eren, eren jaeger. That though you didn’t catch from the latest magazine headlines about him, nor you’ve heard on a haste in any famous talkshow, no, you memorized it from the tip of his own tongue, once he spilled it to you with his smoky, almost guttural voice.
“I’ve seen you before, lurking like a shadow of mine, glad you’ve mustered the courage to get out to the light, meine kleine Stalkerin.” he hissed once your body was tightly caged against him, -secured in a chest to chest, thighs between your legs, and arms almost shadowing your head way type of embrace–. To anyone else the two of you might come across as a lovely vulgar couple who couldn’t wait till they got home at first glance, but in truth –after a long-drawn-out stare– one shall realize that you are way too far from it.
He’s free hand caressed your cheeks in a few satiny strokes, almost as if he’s fighting the urge to shatter you, before he reached your cupid bow, where he pushed his thumb inside your mouth, gently grazing his fingertip against your teeth, until your lips puckered in a dainty pout. Eren leaned towards you, his warm breath skimming your face, before slightly grumbling in a gravelly tone, “Tell me pretty girl, what could you possibly be doing here?.”
The sudden urge to claw at his devilishly striking face was almost untamable, but you couldn’t even mouth a single word, let alone move an inch away from him. How could you when his calloused left hand was wrapped firmly around your neck like a vice grip, suffocating you in a way millions of deadly poisons wouldn’t dare.
All you could do at that very moment was just survey him, eyelashes fluttering delicately against your cold-kissed cheeks as you observed him with a bone chilling glare.
His silky hair was one of the most prominent things about him, gathered in a messy man bun that swayed with him whenever he moved. Eren also had a large build that seemed to be carved carefully by Michelangelo himself, because those veiny arms, and muscular bone structure definitely belonged to a greek sculpture.
Along with that, you never knew a man could be drenched in blood and gore, yet still look intimidatingly alluring the way he does currently, because even though his sharp jaw was smeared with a few scarlet droplets, his face could strike someone as mesmerizing nonetheless.
No matter what he pulls, eren was an epitome of beauty that may willingly lead you to your demise.
Oh and you were so doomed already, because it seemed that he noticed the way you looked at him.. that glare of yours stirred something heavy within him, and during that moment, the gleam that flickered through his aquamarine eyes like a fierce sea current, warned you about what is to come next. His whole presence was quite alarming if you were honest, but this now, exceeded everything you’ve witnessed before, and it’s not like you cared, –all you desired was to finish your goddamn job, no matter how expensive was the price to pay– so you pressed further, you bit his thumb with all the might you can muster.
“What the actual fuc—,” eren snatched his finger almost instantly, just as his grip on your neck loosened, “you are definitely a fierce one, aren’t you?, not just a pretty face it seems.”
“Took you long enough to realize that,” you said immediately with a voice that came out much fainter than you intended, lower, with a hint of hatred that satisfied you enough, and seemed to amuse him.
The laugh he breathed under his breath gave you some time to try and break free from him, but it dawned on you almost immediately that it’s an impossible thing to achieve, eren was strong, much rougher than he looked like, so you chose to change tactics, you chose to play along with him, dropping your head on his shoulder just so that you can whisper with a silky voice, “i am indeed a fierce one, who’s going to send your rotting body in jail for eternity.”
The video you took of him slitting a man’s throat on full display was just enough to ruin him, in other words what you currently threaten him with could be his actual doom, and ironically your own salvation, with these photos you would achieve the success you have always desired in your career as a journalist.
Everything depends on you now, you are the only one capable of sharing these photos across every single platform known to mankind with single click from you laptop, but by the way he tightened his arms around your waist, bruising you warm flesh that leaned against him, you knew that it was another unattainable task.
Eren parted your legs further with his thigh, which straightened your back enough for him to hold your chin between his warm fingertips, enough for your mouth to part, and enough for his lower lip to graze your own as he breezed with a husky tone, “Mein Schatz, you can try and i shall watch, I’m sure it’ll be such a fine sight for sore eyes, I’m sure you’ll make it worth it.. show me how bad it gets.”
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