"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞...𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲.."
"....𝐇𝐦𝐦.. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐦𝐚?"
In which you meet a mysterious and closed off boy in...
Please excuse my spelling mistakes or misplacements of punctuation 🕊.
Listen y'all cause last chapter at the end you guys were freaking out a little 😭. It's nothing serious going on y'all it's fine. Plus it's way to early considering I will be making this story long (idk how long but DEFINITELY more than 50 chaps) But yeah please don't like freak out or be upset lol Just chill for now and make sure to pay attention <3. BUT BEWARE THIS IS ALSO AN ANGST STORY.
Long chap 🌺
"Make sure you have no plans tomorrow."
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One week later, Wednesday 1 am Y/n's P.O.V
"Ughhhhh!!!" Groaning in frustration, you flung your pencil on your desk and pouted. You've been working on college work for seven hours straight and felt as if you were getting no progress done at all. Not knowing why since you've completed two high expectation essays and wrote five full pages of notes.
There was still more and you were about to have a mental breakdown. Tears started to well in your eyes as you re-picked up your pencil and propped yourself up in your seat.
Everyone else isn't piled up with work like me... It's not that no one even tried to help you, it's just that you didn't accept it. The annoying feeling of always wanting to do things on your own to have the full feeling of achievement and proudness within you.
Plus you worked at a slower pace than everyone else which caused you to fall behind and feel overwhelmed and anxious by the amount of due dates. "I'm gonna fail I'm gonna fail I'm gonna fail I'm gonna fail" Your breathing began to get heavier and your face began to warm.
Whining, "oh noooo~" you looked at the time for the first time in a while and realized it was past twelve and you missed an assignment due date. Taking a sip of your third cup of coffee, your eyes felt even heavier considering you were about to cry.
"If I write down all these notes in forty five minutes, then work on one of my rough drafts for an hour, and then finish the last four paragraphs in this book report in a hour and a half, and then-" You were cut off by a ding of your phone.
Your face scrunched at the temptation rising within you like it has for the past hours. Ding. There it was again and your teeth sunk into your lip as your fingers fiddled. What if it's him?.. He's been on your mind so much recently and you really hope he texted you.
The past week you were extra shy around him ever since that phone call and knowing that he knows you were touching yourself while being on the phone with him. Eren teased you even more from it as he felt himself getting more comfortable around you.
Even though he's repeatedly reassured you it was okay and nothing to overthink anything, you couldn't help but feel embarrassed that he heard you even though he told you he was 'into it', the whole phone sex thing.
