sі᥊ 𝗍һіr𝗍ᥡ - ᥱ.ȷᥲᥱgᥱr

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

you arrived at the ice cream parlour around five minutes later. you still hadn't said anything to Eren since you guys finished your work. this worried Eren, you weren't being your usual cocky self.

"what do you want, i'll order."

"uh uh, you won't let me pay. i'll order myself."

"that's cos i'm a gentleman and i'm taking you out."

you cut off Eren. "you say that to every girl?"

"only the special ones."

you huffed.

"just tell me what you want."

you surrendered, "i'll have (favourite ice cream flavour) please."

"bet, find a booth for us to sit in."

"alright." you found one and sat on the inside of the booth. you opened snapchat to see you were added to a group chat.

isayama's little brats 👹

*sasha added y/n to the chat*

sasha🧚🏻‍♀️

hii y/n

you

heyy

jeanboy

hey beautiful. wyd

mikasa 🧸

jean stfu. hey y/n

connie😎

omg y/nnn

you

i'm with eren. hey guys

sasha🧚🏻‍♀️

oou. you guys on a date?

you

😂😂 no just hanging out

sasha🧚🏻‍♀️

have fun

"who you talking to?" Eren placed your ice cream in front of you and sat opposite of you.

"oh, sasha added me to the gc. thank you."

"no problem." you took a scoop of your ice cream and placed it in your mouth. Eren's phone buzzed.

mika

eren where r you?

eren

ice cream parlour. why?

mika

just asking.

"is everything okay?" you noticed Eren'a facial expression while he was on his phone

"yeah, mikasa's just asking me where i am. so y/n l/n what's wrong?"

"nothing's wrong." Eren's eyebrow cocked up

"cap. i know something's bothering you, it's written all over your face."