eren x reader (MODERN AU)

chapter 4

content warnings - cursed thumbnail (again), cussing as usual, terrible jokes, cliché
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you have arrived to the field. eren basically knew this place by heart so he knew where he was going, you were trying to learn the way from home to the field but eren kept blabbering about some random stuff you couldn't keep up anymore and lost yourself after the first turn. you were basically exhausted from moving all day but eren was too cute and you couldn't resist saying no to playing basket with him.

you decided to play a 1v1, best to 5. you weren't looking forward to that since, come on, you've seen how eren plays, he's a God at this, and you were on one's last legs. eren scored 3 shots in less than 10 minutes. you couldn't make a fool out of yourself, especially in front of this fine ass man. when eren was about to shoot his fourth shot, you went sonic mode and snatched the ball from him, you sprint-rotated around the field to clear the ball since you were playing half-court and eren attempted to smack the ball from your hand but you dodged his attacks and dunked into the hoop. eren's eyes widened, impressed by your willy wonka shit.

"that was hot." your eyes widened at this sudden phrase. you never knew wtf to say when someone complimented you so you just said :

"no, my microwave is. hold on wait what the fuck- why did i say tha- im- what-" eren just burst out laughing at your weird phrase while you blushed both at the embarrassment and his comment.

"m-microwave- oh my God, what is w-wrong with you?!" eren kept laughing, he couldn't even get his sentences out cause he was laughing so hard. he ended up falling on the floor with his hand on his stomach - starting to hurt because of how hard he was laughing. you laughed a little with him, maybe it'll make him not notice you flustered over his comment. after he finally calmed tf down he restarted :

"don't think you making me laugh will make me forget about you getting flustered. i saw you blush." and that alone made you blush again.

"i absolutely love getting you so flustered and speechless. you're so cute."

i'm about to go feral.

"e-eren, please, stop with these comments.."

"and why should i? you're cute." that phrase didn't make things any better.

"b-because then i don't know what to say! i lose my focus and it's not fun i can never get any words ou-"

"who said you had to say anything?" he emphased on "had".

"well i-i can't just leave you there. that wouldn't be polite of me.." you mumbled.

"how thoughtful." he said sarcastically. "well, know that i won't stop either way, so better get used to it!" he then proceeded to grab the ball again and resumed the game.

your mind was running the whole time. if he thought that was hot maybe i should work on that more. yeah! ill go to the field first thing tomorrow morning, and ill practice, ill do a really good job and he'll be impressed again, maybe he'll be attracted to m-

"hello? earth to y/n?" he sang the words out.

"oh my God- i'm sorry. what did i miss?"

"oh nothing, you just missed me getting a very cool score." he said and made a rock-and-roll🤘🏻 gesture with this hands and played with his invisible electric guitar.

"are you high?" you sarcastically asked.

"rude?!" he frowned to your comment.

"anyways, that doesn't count, i wasn't focusing."