Crossing the lines between us || aot x reader

Deprived

It had been a good two weeks since yours and Eren's encounter. Neither of you spoke to the other, making every minor encounter painfully awkward. To add on to your shared deathly silence, once again you were found sleep deprived, wishing you could bleach your eyes with the amount of times you'd walk in to the apartment to see something you shouldn't have. For the past two weeks, you had found yourself walking in on Eren and his partner of the night having sex, in places that they shouldn't have been having sex.

By this point you and the spray disinfectant bottle were best friends.

Before, Eren's sexual escapades were tolerable, you almost wished you could go back to those days, but now it was almost as if he were trying to mock you. As if with every girl he brought back was his way of saying "look at where you could have been", and it made you livid. It was utterly immature of him and it just made you want to serve a cold dish of payback. Obviously, the only reason for this behaviour was because of what you said before you'd slammed the door that day. You had pretty much inferred to Eren that after leaving the party you and Jean had done the deed again, but that was a brazen lie.

Nothing happened between you and Jean that night.

You woke up to a glass of water, two ibuprofen's and a note that said he left early and that breakfast was in the fridge. To be honest, you actually weren't sure if anything happened between you two that night and you were too shy to actually bring that up in conversation with Jean. You thought there was a possibility something could have happened that night, as Jean seemed to be incredibly distant with you ever since. Even when you had met up in class or study groups, his appearances were always curt with you, like he was avoiding something.

Either way you were fed up with Eren's antics. One more sleepless night and you thought you would die from exhaustion. That's why tonight you decided to spend the night at Sasha's house. But yet again, the moment you entered the apartment you saw Eren and some random girl sucking faces on the couch. Your couch. Well, yours and Eren's couch, but nonetheless on your spot of the couch.
By this point you weren't even phased by it, you'd seen worst the past few days. Seeing him suck faces with some random girl was nothing. Plus, you were so tired that you probably wouldn't have noticed, if it weren't for the girl jumping off of Eren and profusely apologizing to you before quickly leaving the apartment. You just brushed her off and made your way to your room, all the while Eren stared daggers into your back.

You threw some clothes in a bag and changed yourself into something more comfortable. As you walked out of your room, you could feel Eren's eyes still following you.

"Because of you she left." He said bitterly as he watched you toss your bag to the front door before making your way to the kitchen.

You nodded in reply. You weren't exactly sure how you'd reply to that anyways. It's not your fault they decided to suck faces on the couch instead of his room. You heard him jump up from where he was seated to follow you to the kitchen.

"What's with the bag?" He asked nodding his head towards your overnight bag.

"I'm staying somewhere else tonight." You grumbled back reaching your hand towards the fridge door handle.

"Where?" He asked placing his hand against the fridge door preventing you from opening it.

"Far away from that." You replied sluggishly gesturing your head towards the couch, still tugging at the refrigerator door.

"Well, no need to worry about that tonight," he smirked, his face looked so punchable at that moment.

You rolled your eyes letting go of the refrigerator handle to instead grab yourself a banana from the counter, "too bad I already made plans."