❝𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪.❞
╰┈➤ IN WHICH a former hitman sought the help of a psychologist to get rid of his suicidal thoughts.
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Modern Setting
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ TW: Suicide
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Mature Contents...
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Eren doesn't even know how this happened. He was on his way out of his place earlier when a few men barged in and took him and now he's standing in front of Zeke who is sitting on his swivel chair, elbows propped on the table and hands clasped together.
And as he sat there, Eren's annoyance started to rise as its peak.
"I heard Ms. L/n was abducted," he said, voice calm and not a hint of worry which ticked Eren off to no end.
"If you knew then why the hell did your men take me here?" Eren asked through gritted teeth and suppressed anger. "Do you know how crucial time is in a situation like this?"
It's so crucial that every passing second is like hell to Eren. He doesn't know where you are, and he doesn't know what's happening to you at this very moment. But he try not to get swayed by countless suppositions and worst case scenarios.
"I know,"
Eren's hand formed in a fist, his nails digging on the palm of his hand as he gritted his teeth. It's taking him everything not to use the only bullet he has in his revolver just to shut this man up. Or lunged at him and make things worse.
"And I also know that you have a lot of enemies so I keep watch on you in case those people try to even the score with you."
"Wow, that's very considerate of you," Eren said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "But as much as I like having brotherly pep talks with you, I need to go and find Y/n."
