☆ "𝐢𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲.. 𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐣𝐚𝐡" ☆
in which y/n meets a loyal member of a
motorcycle gang named eren yeager but
he's got more baggage than they'd
expected.
𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
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"Come in," you called through the apartment, putting in your last earring. You peeked your head through the frame, smiling at Troy when she'd appeared in front of you.
Troye walked up to you, opening the black, thin plastic bag. "I got that one lip-gloss you like from the beauty supply," she handed it to you, "You look so pretty, I remember when you first bought that dress and you thought you were never gonna wear it."
You took the lip-gloss from her hand, tearing off the plastic film from the cap. "Thank you," you said, spreading it across your lips, "We're supposed to be meeting at some restaurant. If I'm being honest, I ain't think he'd be into stuff like that. I thought he was the type to think Olive Garden was fancy." You shrugged.
Troye laughed, "Damn, you just gon' talk about him like that?" she looked at you in the mirror, "And you got your hair in your favorite style... You finna have this nigga whipped for you," she said.
You shrugged, a cocky smile on your lips. "He already is, whenever I text him, he immediately texts back," You told her, walking to your bedroom. You looked through your closet, finding a pair of shoes to match your dress.
Troye furrowed her brows, "Yeah? You be texting back fast too, you not slick." Troy sat on your bed, folding her hands in her lap.
You rolled your eyes, "So what? He's just cool to talk to," you said, walking towards the front door, "Come on, I'm ready." You opened the front door, leading her out.
✰
"I still find it hard to believe that you managed to get a date with them," Jean said, looking at Eren in the mirror, "You wouldn't know game even if it smacked you in the side of your big ass head," Jean shook his head, making a 'tsk' sound with his tongue.
Eren replaced the bandaid under his eye, shrugging. The two scars directly under his eye were going to leave marks to remind him of that night every time he looked in the mirror.
"He didn't tell them everything, that's why," Connie walked into the room with them, a cup of noodles in his hand as he talked, "I heard Mikasa talking to 'em, apparently he didn't tell them the part where he got jumped by a gang was almost in a shoot-out, didn't tell them about the crazy ex girlfriend... Who is probably going to go batshit when she finds out." he took a break to chew his food.
Jean nodded, "Fuck what she thinks, what do you think Levi is gonna say? You know he's already sick of you, the other night was his limit. If he finds out you immediately started seeing someone else..."
"Y/N isn't affiliated with any gangs, I've already asked. There shouldn't be any problems," Eren tugged his leather jacket onto his shoulders, "As long as I keep Reiner's sister away, Y/N will be fine,"
They followed behind him, "What was her name, anyways?"
"Sophie," Eren said, making his way to the front, "But that doesn't matter anymore, I'm interested in someone else." he gave a half smile, pulling the keys from his bike out of his jacket.
