EREN YEAGER - ❝baby, tell me, what's your motive?❞
after a rough breakup, you find decided that you needed a change. moving into a brand dorm room, you didn't expect your roommate to be a gorgeous stubborn man who can't cook.
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it was now friday. the week had been filled with tons of exam prep, assignments and trash television with eren. when you were feeling stressed about something, eren somehow managed to cheer you up with a simple tik tok link.
you guys had exchanged numbers for convenience reasons, he said. memes and endless banter was the only thing sent between the two of you.
he was somehow on tarot card tik tok and was sending you warnings about a tall long haired brunette with green eyes and tanned skin.
you eren wtf are you trying to tell me something
roommate eren 🧍♂️ no..
you you mad sus rn
you were currently with historia, the two to you were shopping for ymirs birthday present when you had received a message, breaking your banter with eren.
the almost bald bestie yo this guys having a party tonight you better come or else i'll drag you everyone's going
you hmm maybe who's party?
the almost bald bestie some chad named reiner chill dude i think
you you think?? bruh
the almost bald bestie stfu reiner is a homie you better come
your plans were to stay in bed all night and ignore social media, opting to do a netflix marathon on your laptop but you had to go.
"reiner, don't fucking touch her."
erens words from the week prior still hung in your mind. you were going. you wanted to meet this man, you wondered who they were talking about.
you finished up with historia and headed back to your dorm. eren wasn't home.
you were gonna look hot. trying on a few outfits, you had settled on a:
[1] skin tight black dress which ended at your thighs, the top being low cut exposing the necklace you wore, a small padlock with chains. topping it off its high top nikes and make up.
[2] baggy jean pants, hiding a pair of white sneakers and a over sized black graphic print shirt, a jacket over the top. several rings decorated your hands and you pinned your hair back.
[3] sweatpants labelled 'broken dreams club' in black font on the the thigh with a cropped hoodie, sliders and high white socks.
[4] whatever the fuck you want :)
feeing accomplished with what you've thrown together, you grabbed your small bag with the essentials, phone, money, gum, condoms, pepper spray, etc.
connie was calling you: "hey! we're outside your dorm! hurry the fuck up!" you could hear sasha and jean talking in the background. you hung up on him before looking at yourself once more in the mirror.
leaving your room, you saw eren sitting on the couch. dressed in a dark red, white and black striped button up, messily tucked into black pants with the first couple buttons undone. he had chunky silver rings in his fingers and several other jewellery around his neck.
"oh hey eren didn't see you come back," you commented, walking into the kitchen to grab some water.
"oh i'm just stopping by, i'll be out tonight," he said, eyes on his phone, "i probably won't be back until lat—" his eyes met yours before slowly trailing down your body, "you look beautiful, you heading out too?"
"yeah, just out with some friends, and thanks, you do too," it was weird to receive a genuine compliment.
"sick, see you around," he waved as you closed the door.
climbing into the back seat with jean, everyone wolf whistled at you playfully. you had got a lot closer with jean and connie over the past week.
soon enough, you all had arrived at a frat house, crowded with people. you all entered, seeing the sea of people mingling with each other. you didn't recognise a good portion of these people but you spotted a few familiar faces here and there.
the three of you, jean had been lost in the crowd, found a spot in the kitchen to grab some drinks for everyone. you didn't feel like drinking tonight and opted for a non-alcoholic drink, watching as connie and sasha recklessly had a contest at how could have the most shots.
they were already puking as you shoved the outside, both of them puking in the backyard. you sighed, shaking your head at them.
"ugh... help me.." sasha got out before vomiting again. you saw a friend of theirs, daz, walk over and comfort them.
seeing as they were looked after, you decided to head back inside to the life of the party. before you could start looking for jean, you checked in the kitchen again.
"[name]?" a voice called out over the top of the loud music. you spun around to see a blonde male waving at you, specifically the one that had stopped you from falling down the stairs when you had arrived at the campus dorms,
"wait, armin?" you gasped, walking over to him. he nodded, embracing you in a warm hug. you had met at historias party through a mutual friend named annie. you had became friends through the same excitement for the ocean, "i hardly recognised you! your hair is different!"
"oh! this is mikasa by the way," he introduced the stoic woman besides him. she was very pretty you noticed, lush black locks, long thick lashes and toned body.
"nice to meet you, mikasa!"
"ah, you too," she hummed, "i've heard a lot about you."
before you could ask her what she meant by that, a hand swept you off towards the dance floor. weaving through the many bodies, you were stopped in the middle of the floor.
"jean?" you questioned with a laugh, seeing him grin.
"let's dance!" he shouted, moving against the many bodies as you joined in, swaying against jean with the beat of the music. his hands made themselves to your hips, grinding them against his own.
you didn't care too much, you were here to have some fun, live a little.
what you didn't know, was the pair of emerald green orbs staring at your figure from across the room.
