MOTIVE

EIGHT

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"connie, no, i was not hooking up with someone!" you hissed to him, elbowing him slightly.

the day after the party, you had returned to classes, spending time with your wonderful friends .

"please, i know you, and you left us once you met armin... wait... did you fuck armin??" connie gasped, pointing a finger at you.

"no! i didn't fuck armin!" you shouted back to him.

"[name], you fucked armin?" jean questioned, walking up to the two of you. sasha was behind him.

"who's fucking armin?"

"IM NOT FUCKING ARMIN!!" speak of the devil, he and mikasa happened to be behind you as you said that and the blonde boy rose a brow, a wide smile on his face.

"huh, i don't remember us fucking? you must've blown my brains out," he joked, making you jump out of you shoes.

you rolled you eyes playfully, "yeah it was so good, we fucked so hard."

everyone laughed at your banter as you knocked your shoulder on armins.

"how's things been you two?" you asked to both the blonde boy and mikasa.

"good, were you okay at the party?" mikasa responded, a hint of concern of her face, "you left pretty quickly, and how did you even get home?"

"oh, er, my roommate picked me up..." you replied with a shrug, "i was alright though, thanks."

"you missed out, reiner came back inside with a big ass bruise on his face. he got in a fight with someone but wouldn't spill who!" connie interrupted.

you froze as sasha nodded, "yeah, i heard someone say it was eren."

mikasa and armins faces darkened.

it was quiet for a few seconds, "eren?" you asked quietly.

"don't ever speak to him," jean sharply said, not elaborating any further. with a quick wave, sasha, jean and connie left to go to get lunch, you decided to spend more time with the other two.

"hey, is eren that bad?" you asked out loud. the two beside you were quiet.

"don't associate with him. you're a nice girl, [name]," mikasa stated before turning around on her heels and walking off, her red scarf fluttering behind her.

"listen, eren has changed. we're childhood friends, we basically grew up together and i see him like a brother... but recently, he's said some hurtful things to our friends, especially mikasa leading to him and i in a physical fight. i wish he'd return to how he was before," armin sighed softly, his blue eyes fluttering close.

"oh..." you quietly slipped out as he shrugged, shaking his head.

"not stress too much, wanna go get some boba before our next class?" armin asked, almost knowing you would say yes.

a few days had passed and you had been stressing over your assignments. granted, they weren't due tonight but you had a two tests tomorrow and several assignments due within the next couple of days.

plus, the anxiety of the whole eren and your friend group situation had made you restless.

stress has been getting to you. hair falling out, deep dark eye bags, shaggier clothes, etc.

but one night, you decided to say, "fuck it," rolled yourself a blunt and sat down on the couch, inhaling the sweet vanilla smell of incense.

whilst you had been chilling on the couch, eren had walked in from staying out late. he began to do this regularly, the man getting laid at parties or something, you assumed.

"i'm home, [name]," he called out, placing his jumper on the counter.

"eren?" you asked, facing him.

"are you okay? what's wrong with your— oh," he eyed the joint in your hand, kicking his shoes off before disappearing into his room.

he returned minutes later, standing behind you.

"what are you doing?" he rose a brow, his smile growing.

"hm?" you were sitting in front of a blank television, staring into the black void.

"can i join?" he questioned, sitting down besides you. you passed the blunt to him as he allowed the smoke to exit his nose.

"ah fuck, that was hot," you admitted, you eyes a bit watery and cheeks flushed. you were relaxed, as you had planned.

"you're hot," eren hummed in response, holding the blunt to your lips as you took another hit with his assistance.

you blew the smoke up in his face, eyeing him momentarily.

"my ex and i used to get high together a lot," you told him, you didn't know why, but the words kept tumbling out, "even now i'm thinking about him, how embarrassing it was my first time with him, i used to cough a lot," you laughed at the memory, ymir slammed her hand against your back.

floch would have his arm around your back, a light smile on his face as he watched you interact with your friends.

"but now..."

you thought back to the night in the club, shivering slightly before clearing your throat, "well, i'm glad i'm here with you, eren."

eren felt his heart flutter a bit. watching your soft lips fall into a smile at him, your faint red tinted eyes locked with his.

"though, i'd never thought i'd see the day that i would get high with my sex god roommate."

"sex god??" he repeated, his brows high, "[name], we haven't fucked before?"

"not yet," you hummed, you placed a hand on his thigh.

he looked at you, fighting to keep the grin off his face. taking another hit, he shook his head, grabbing onto your hand, lacing your fingers together, "nah."

"what? why not?" you asked him with a raised brow.

"i want you to be sober, plus you might regret it," he shrugged, leaning back, leaving your hand cold.

you pushed forwards and kicked your legs over him, straddling his waist. his forest green orbs were wide, his lip slightly parted as his cheeks reddened.

"i don't regret anything i do, even if i'm intoxicated."