EREN YEAGER - ❝baby, tell me, what's your motive?❞
after a rough breakup, you find decided that you needed a change. moving into a brand dorm room, you didn't expect your roommate to be a gorgeous stubborn man who can't cook.
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"eren... where the fuck are we?" you were too busy screaming your favourite songs that you didn't even notice that you had pulled up in the middle of a empty street.
"you'll find out, come on," he got out the car and grabbed onto your hand, guiding you down the alleyway.
"this is where i get killed," you murmur, looking at the dimly lit street, "it was nice knowing you eren."
eren snorted, "ha, wish i could say the same."
you gently knocked him, "you're a prick," it was quiet for a second, "eren?" he let out a hum in response, "if i was to die, can you delete my history on my phone and laptop."
"[nameee], what are you hiding?" he teasingly sung, nudging you in the side.
"porn."
"oh."
"yeah..."
"ANYWAYS, we're here!" eren lead you down a flight of stairs to a old door, with a broken neon sign reading 'open'.
you pressed open the rusty door and peaked inside. it was a little bar, empty aside from one guy reading a newspaper in the corner and the staff. it had a warm ambience, a light jazz song playing in the background.
you looked at eren who had a genuine smile on his face, "normally it's more busy later at night but i thought it would be nice to get food here! they have the best [fav. food]! come on, lets sit!"
the two of you sat down at a booth tucked away in the back corner and ordered food and drinks, eren giving you some recommendations on what to pick.
"i used to come here a lot during high school and beginning of college, when i was going through shit, this would be the best place to escape from everything," his eyes were half lidded, rubbing small circles into the palm of your hand.
you noticed the difference in his tone.
"are things better now?" you curiously ask, in a soft voice.
he took a moment to think, "somewhat... things are still shitty with my family... and i suppose my friends too, but things aren't so bad with you around," he shyly looked up at you, a nervous grin on his face.
"i'm glad i could help eren! you can always talk to me about this sort of stuff! is there anything particular on your mind recently?" you intertwined your fingers with his and gave it a soft reassuring squeeze.
your food arrived as he began to speak, "just family stuff yk? my dad is pressuring me to be his successor. my older brother has no interest in it, even stopped talking with us, so he's making sure i don't do the same..."
"mm that must be really difficult, do you guys have a good relationship?"
"nah, i get into arguments every time i see him, so that's why i moved out, but i'm glad i'm living with you," he took a bite before smiling, "fuck this is good, just like i remember."
