◤ "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 wanna talk about what happened?"
Eren asks between puffs of smoke that escape his lips, before passing the joint your way. You admired the way he looked from this angle— your head rested delicately in his lap below, your body strewn across the leather seats in the back where rounds two and three had commenced.
"About what, exactly?" Your words are muffled as you take a hit, your eyelids getting heavier by the minute; a combination of multiple orgasms, the weed, and the fact that you've yet to go to sleep while it was almost six-thirty in the morning.
"What happened with your boyfriend— must've been pretty bad for you to leave your apartment."
You sigh, exhaling in a cloud of smoke. There's a lingering silence. It isn't uncomfortable, just cautious. You aren't sure if you should be telling Eren the details of your complicated relationship, but you figured the point was probably moot after everything that's occurred between the two of you.
You sit up from his lap— he immediately slings an arm around your body as he pulls you flush against him, his hand resting on your hip as he carefully strokes the warmth of your skin.
