Ying Liu lived by no means, a nice life. Being the only Eastern person in Marley put a high price on her head after her parents were killed. But she managed to survive. Until she met Eren Jaeger, the brooding patient, one who had seen too many thing...
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Starting from this chapter to the end of the story, the fanfic will be based on the manga
There is smut in this chapter tho so there's no spoilers in that part
That night Yi laid in Eren's arms. She fell fast asleep while he stayed up staring at the ceiling. His mind kept replaying the recent events. Forcing himself to hurt Mikasa and Armin. He didn't want to do it but Ymir made him. He didn't know what the end goal was supposed to be or if his friends would even live. But he knew that he had to follow Ymir's orders.
It hurt him to watch Mikasa's tears. To hurt someone he considered a sister for the longest time. And to fight his lifelong friend and humiliate him. Eren had pushed away his family. But if they hated him then they would be fine killing him. And if he was killed. Then they would be seen as heroes by Marley and finally, the war would be over. But if only it were that simple. Ymir constantly ordered him to do things in his head. And right now, she was screaming at him for bringing Yi along. She was supposed to die in Marley whether it was during his fight with the War Hammer Titan or during his Rumbling.
But of course, he had to let his feelings get in the way. But Eren knew that what he was doing was wrong. Of course he loved Yi. He really did. But he didn't know how he could show it. It was bad enough that he brought her along, but now Ymir was ordering him to kill her. And he couldn't do it. Yi was only a distraction. But he honestly didn't care. For once in his life since his mother died, he felt happy. Brief moments of happiness during the past years only did so much for him. But everytime he was with Yi he felt giddy inside, even if he didn't show it. Whenever she wasn't by his side he felt moody and mad.
Eren stroked Yi's hair with one hand, listening to her soft breathing. The other hand clutched her chest, feeling her heartbeat steadily and her chest rise and fall. Even if Ymir was screaming in his head, telling him to smother Yi with her pillow, he felt at peace. Just knowing that Yi was alive calmed him.
"Put your hands around her throat." Ymir ordered.
"No." Eren replied.
"Do it. She's a distraction. Do you want your friends to live?"
Eren paused. "I can save Yi and my friends."
Ymir chuckled, "No, you can't. It's either one or the other." Eren stayed silent and Ymir knew she had won. "Do it."
He looked down at Yi. The hand stroking her hair ghosting over her throat. He could do it. I'm going to die anyway. I don't want her to move on. I want to be the only person she loves. Eren snapped out of his trance. What the hell am I thinking? He pulled himself away from her.
Smut for you whô®éß
The absence of his warm hand woke Yi up and she lazily turned around and looked at him. "Are you okay?" she asked. Eren stayed silent. Yi sat up and held his hand. "What's wrong?" She pulled him to sit down on the bed.
