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(Eren x Fem.Reader x Levi)
Quiero Sentirme Bien - I want to feel good
𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
❥︎𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐮
❥︎𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭
LOVE TRIANGLE
I just want to feel something... - Y/N
Y/N was...
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(A/N): INCOMING SMUT Y'ALL
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"E-Eren?" I asked. He was in a black collared shirt, with a black leather jacket on, ripped jeans and some form of black sneakers.
I gulped because usually he dressed messy like either sweatpants, baggy jeans and some form of t-shirt. His hair was down, I never realized how long his hair was. He was leaning on a black jeep car.
"Hey, kitten." he winks. Everyone was shocked that he looked cleaned up. They all looked at me. Waiting for my response.
"Wh-what do you want?" I sassed, slightly rolling my eyes.
"Let me take you out." He states. I looked at him like he had several heads.
"What?"
"I'm asking to take you out on a date." Eren states again, with a smirk on his cute face.
"I-I..."
Sasha pulls me into a group circle with Connie, Armin and her. "Y/N. You can't go with him. Please."
"She's right y/n. Don't be fooled by him. He's definitely plotting something." Connie replied.
I looked at Armin who was visibly upset but shocked by Eren's action. I sighed. "I-I have to..."
"Wait, why?" Sasha asked.
I walked out of their circle. "I'll be careful. Thanks for worrying about me guys, but I have to go with him. I'll see you guys later." They watched me leave, none of them thought I would actually go.
Eren smirked at them and gave them a wave goodbye. "Don't tease them, I'm only doing this because I don't trust you." I remarked.
"Well, that's understandable. You want to go to your dorm and change?" He asked.
"Yes. You want to come with me?" I asked.
"Sure, babe." He grinned and drove us to my dorm. We both walked up to my dorm room. I opened my door and walked in, Eren following.
He sat at my desk and watched my every move. "Stay here." I demanded. He had a bigger grin on his face.
"Sure." I sighed at his response and grabbed everything I needed to go shower and get ready. I wore a tennis skirt and a black long sleeve shirt. He whistled. "Man, I love you in tennis skirts."
"This isn't for you. I do it for myself." I growled and he laughed.
"Alright, you're ready?" He asked with the sexiest smirk.
"Yes." I replied. He grabbed my hand and we both walked out of my dorm room and to his car. We drove outside campus, and I looked outside the window as it began to rain.
