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❧ "Sorry for Hakeem...you know he just tends to say outta pocket things, he's very expressive with his thou-"
"I think ith funny," Eren sat on your chair, "But I hope he does'nth go ,you know, overboard."
"Uh huh...anyways let's get started shall we?" you dumped out all the supplies onto your bed and picked up to where you last left off when you were at Eren's apartment.
For the minimum time that you've known Eren, you've noticed that you two were getting closer. Even though you knew just a few things about the man, it still felt nice about where status is with him.
You grabbed a large piece of tracing paper from a box that had loads of others supplies and a few pins, "Eren mind if I borrow that shirt real quick." You moved to the floor, spreading the tracing paper onto the ground.
"The shirth im wearing right now?" Eren pulled his shirt with his thumb and index finger.
"Yeah."
"Damn thith is like the thecond thime you asked me to thake off my shirt," a wry smirk came across his face.
(bye it took me like 10 minutes to continue the rest cus i kept laughing)
You looked at him and started laughing, "I'm sorry I cannot take you serious with that lisp."
"Ith not funny," Eren pouted.
"Stop embarrassing yourself by trying to flirt with me with a whole lisp then," you reached your hand out, gesturing for him to hand you his shirt. He pulled off his shirt and threw the shirt at your face. You gasped and threw the shirt back.
"Uh uh hand it to me properly."
"And what if I don't," His lisp already began to fade. (which is impossible...but it's for the purpose of the story so shhh 😁)
"Eren, we won't get anything done let's goooo," you motioned your fingers really fast, still waiting for Eren to hand you back his shirt.You finally felt the piece of clothing touch your fingers, "Thank you."
"I'm so boooooored," Eren drummed his stomach as he tilted his back, looking up at the ceiling.
"Use your phone," you folded the shirt in half and placed it over the tracing paper to start tracing it.
"Nah," Eren took a pencil from your pencil cup holder, "You have a notebook or something?"
You were to focused on the shirt that you didn't even look up nor answer him. He spun around in your chair and got up to walk to your vanity desk. The whole time you spent pinning and tracing your shirt, Eren was just admiring his tongue piercing.
"How long are you gonna stare at it?"
"Until i'm tired of it," Eren responded, "Ou I cannot wait to show this shit off to those bastards," Eren whispered to himself excitedly.
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❧ "Eren Eren Eren," you repeatedly called out his name. Eren arosed from your bed and walked towards the desk you were seated at. After hours, you finally finished the shirt.
"I finished, come try it on," you held onto the shirt with your fingers, holding it out in front of Eren.
"You added the flowers," Eren smiled at the you as he took the shirt from your hand. He flipped the shirt, looking at both sides.
"Try it on," you leaned back in your chair. Eren puts on the shirt and pulls it down once it's fully on him. It was really form fitted on him, which was perfect.
Eren flexed his muscles as he stood in front of your mirror, "Oh yeaaaaaaah."
Your giggle was music to his ears, "I think we're done for today, we can work on your pants during class." you turned back around in your chair and began cleaning up. Eren carefully, at a slow pace, took off the shirt and folded it, placing it on your desk.
"So what do we do now?" Eren asked as he changed back into his other shirt.
"We? you can go home," you grabbed your supplies and placed them inside the bag.
"Whaaaaaat?" Eren groaned, "But i'm gonna be bored, princess."
Oop there it go again, "Dont you gotta stick your fist up in one of your homies ass?" You raised your eyebrow. Eren stayed silent and stared at you for a few seconds until he clicked his tongue.
"Yeah I'm gonna head out," Eren took his leather jacket from your chair, "Call me though," He made the phone gesture with his hand and winked as he walked out your room, closing the door as well.
Wait shouldn't I be walking him out? you thought. You slipped on your slippers and opened your door to still find Eren in your apartment. Seems like he was taking his time, walking out.
"Let's go I'll walk you out," you grabbed your keys just in case and opened the front door, letting him walk out first.
"Are you sure this isn't an excuse to see me one last time?" Eren smirked.
"Nooooo," you tried not to look at Eren knowing you'll look goofy having a whole smile on your face.
"Don't be shy, you can look at me you know," Eren said with much more confidence. He had his hands in his pockets and leaned against the wall as he watched you close the door and walk down the hall.
You knew that Eren was staring at you from the behind which made you forget how to walk. You literally forgot how to function and control your legs as you strolled towards the elevator. It was embarrassing.
The doors of the elevator opened, allowing the two of you to walk in. You pressed the L button with your knuckles like always and waited to reach that floor. You never realized how tall Eren was until now since you both were standing beside each other.
"How tall are you?" you blurted out.
"Well that's a random ass question," Eren looked at you, "I'm six feet, you?"
"Uh I'm y/h."
Eren grinned and looked away from you, "What?" you asked.
"Nothing." Eren grinned. The doors of the elevator opened, the both of you walking out. The lobby was cold and you remember that you didn't even bring a jacket at least. You rubbed your arms as you dragged your feet, your slides hitting against the floor.
Eren walked out the door but turns back to look at you, "Don't forget to call me," he pointed at you.
"I knoooow," you leaned against the door, "Bye pretty boy," you waved.
