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"C'MON, I'M ALREADY STRONG AS FUCK," Connie complained, rolling up his shirt sleeves.
"Yeah, but what's wrong with getting stronger and being a help at the same time?"
You looked at your boyfriend with a tired expression.
How did he have so much energy?
Or maybe he was just driven by his will. Either way, his determination was terribly powerful and intimidated you sometimes.
"Can't we just sleep?" You said, stretching your arms out.
Eren turned to you, "And where's the fun in that?"
"Uh, are you my personal trainer or something?"
He smirked slightly, "I can be,"
You rolled your eyes at his persistence.
"No, no seriously guys, he's got a point. We should be productive today. Like Eren said- we can develop the island and get in workout as well," Armin said, smiling.
"Okay but I can't, I've got a bad leg," Sasha lied, limping about on it doltishly.
"Sasha if I'm doing this shit, so are you, stop lying." Jean nudged her lightly, so that she wobbled and steadied herself on both legs. She pouted, pretending to be pissed.
"Okay, let's go then," Mikasa said, rolling up her shirt sleeves as well.
Eren opened the door and you all walked out towards the stables.
"Eren, I swear if I die-"
"You won't die Y/n," He answered as you pulled at his arm.
"Yeah, but it's boiling what if I-"
"You won't die."
You looked into his luminous teal-green eyes, "How do you know?"
"Because I won't let you." His eyes met with yours as you squeezed his forearm.
"Yeah sure," You joked, letting go of him and walking away towards the others who were further ahead. He immediately grabbed your arm and pulled you back to him, "Don't do that."
"Can we actually stop though, I'm tired."
He paused for a minute, and looked back at you with an expression that made you see his mother in him. "The stables are literally just there,"
"And?"
He sighed, before letting go of you, "Fine. Get on my back."
You didn't hesitate to jump on, wrapping your arms loosely around his neck as he gripped your legs. He ran past the others, as they complained, "Y/n, you bitch, you're cheating!"
