◤ "𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒓𝒚, 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚 -
𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆, 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖."◢
↳ The one where (y/n)'s problematic relationship causes her to end up underneath her hot next door neighbor.
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You and the ceiling had become pretty well acquainted with each other at this point. You've been staring at it long enough anyways, unable to fall asleep while the sound of Jean's faint snoring echoed from the living-room couch.
You had tried everything you could think of to make peace with him, but he wouldn't bite. You offered to make him his favorite dinner, to rub his back... hell, you even offered to suck him off as a last ditch effort for an apology - to which he only made some snarky comment about how you probably would rather suck Eren's cock than his.
You didn't blame him for being upset, but the fact that he would rather sulk around and pout than actually talk about it like an adult was starting to irk your nerves. If he was so repulsed by your presence, why didn't he just end it? It's almost like he wanted you to suffer...
and suffer, you did. You hated sleeping alone. The feeling of a large, warm body to sleep next to always made you comfortable - it made you feel safe. The emptiness that now surrounded you felt without end - lonely, a feeling you haven't felt since before you met Jean.
The truth was, you didn't have anyone else. Your parents were gone, deceased just before your seventh birthday— to which resulted in you living with your aunt who was hardly what you would consider parent material.
