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*cough cough*
'fuckin hell man- the smokers cough isn't hot'
eren flips you off in return 'like you didn't just ask for a fag y/n'
'hey! friendly fire not appreciated' you point towards him with the end of your cigarette before inhaling.
you both sigh as your break is almost ending
'you in tomorrow?'
'nah'
'good you owe me'
'the fucks that supposed to mean'
'lets go central tonight- ur paying'
'dude, y/n, seriously- ur gonna empty my wallet'
you shrug before stubbing out your cig in the ash tray on the window cill, hesitating about leaving as you still had a couple minutes left till crunch time.
'okay, fine- just be my wingwoman for the night atleast' he stubs his cigg out too
you cock your head to the side in confusion
'what happened to the throuple?'
'god- will you not call it that!'
'what else am i supposed to call it? a love triangle? pretty sure all parties have the hots for eachother'
'yeah, just- we kinda fought, had hate sex, and then we were all still kinda angry so we broke up'
'when was this exactly?'
'couple months ago...'
'dude, we literally all hung out together last week- you three were very much still pda'
'well we're still friends' he makes a pained smile before making his way inside. you follow after eren, quickly responding
'fine, i'll wingwoman you but only for your two true loves- they're coming'
he rolls his eyes in an effort to distract from the slight blush he aquiered after the mention of 'love'
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[9pm]
'jeanie boy! thanks for letting us get ready here-'
you and mikasa arrive at jeans at the same time, eren already there with his hair down and wrapped in the blanket on the sofa
you flick your eyes between jean and eren when eren figures you out and throws the blanket off of him
'sadly i was only cold'
'your hair keepin you warm too?' you joke
jean then responds with a clearing of his throat
'just get in already' jean shoves you in- mikasa had already made her way into jeans kitchen during your small back and forth
'i thought you wanted to host the get ready cuz you had pre drinks' mikasa comes back into the living room with one vodka shot bottle and an unamused face (which was rare in the presence of both men)
