★brunette bastard : e.jaeger ﹆🐟⨯ (editing!)

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the rest of the story will now be read from a y/n point of view.
sorry for the sudden change. :)

MIKASA HAD TEXTED ME THAT SHE WAS OUTSIDE. currently i was finishing up with some last packing, and then gathered levi and hange to say goodbye. they couldn't make it with me to the airport because they had a situation with the upcoming school year that was in desperate need of clearing. i understood and said mikasa and armin can take me.

"Y/NNNNNN!!!!!" hange cried my name as i struggled down the stairs with 3 suitcases.

"jesus, what did you pack?!" levi jaw dropped. i chuckled as i finally met the bottom. i instantly dropped my cases and ran into hange's arms.

"thank you for taking care of me all these years." i began to cry into their chest.

"it's the least i can do, your mother wanted me to keep you safe and raise you well. i hope i did well." they cried into the hug.

"you did." i smiled and removed my arms. i turned to meet levi's smiling face before running into his arms as well. "thank you as well."

"stupid brat.." he laughed and squeezed me tighter. "alright, i think it's time you go. finally, we're brat free."

"just for a few years, this pesky brat will be back soon enough." i walked to my suitcases and grabbed them all. before walking out the door. "bye mom, bye dad!" and just then the door shut. hange came and peeked their head though the window and waved me off all the way until i reached the car.

"hey, hottie." mikasa giggled. "uhm, so carla asked me to take uh..."

"let me guess." i started, "brunette bastard?"

"i heard that, jerk!" eren's voice slipped from the window.

"that's the point, bitch. anyways, saw that one coming. it's fine, i don't care." i finished packing my suitcases into the trunk of mikasa's car. i hopped into the back seat and sure enough eren was in the middle of 3 seats. "scoot over one."

"why?" he asked, "i was here first." i sighed and just seated myself next to him in his right.

"i'm sorry, i have a soft spot for carla and.."

"it's fine mika!" i beamed.

"how come your all nice to her but not me..."

"that's the dumbest thing i've heard come from you, eren.." armin mumbled. i smiled and eren pouted. i'm not sure what made him come back to us all of a sudden, and of course it felt nostalgic but it wasn't the same. we were all above 20 years old now, mikasa being the oldest. but sometimes all i could think of is when we were back to being 11 or 12. mikasa and armin chatted amongst themselves as eren and i sat in the back quietly. i wanted him to answer one question, so i decided to throw it at him.

"why did you and annie break up?" i asked looking at his side profile. his jaw clenched and his fists tightened into balls.

"uh well, turns out she never liked me— reiner was edging her on." he sulked. i wanted to laugh as mikasa, armin, and i saw this all along but he was too dense to notice.

"you're to thick headed. you can't see when people like you." i scoffed. "including me for all those years. not going to lie, i wasted to much time liking you."

"wanna change it?" he teased. his face got closer to mine and his face was too close, naturally making me heat up. looking back at his face closely, i flashed my eyes to his lips. suddenly i snapped out of it and pushed his head away aggressively. "ouchhh! i was joking!" he groaned and rubbed the spot.