𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐙 // 𝐂.𝐒.

𝟬𝟮𝟯

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third person pov;
𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜.

y/n got into her car and shot connie a text that she was on her way. she turned the key in ignition and pulled out of the garage. the whole way to connie's y/n kept thinking about the interaction with historia and safaa.

safaa has been acting so off lately and now she's friends with historia? the girl who was playing on her phone? weird. she had to let hana know about later but right now she's trying to focus on getting to connie's.

she's only ever been there twice, but connie set her the address so she plugged it into the gps and followed the directions. connie's wasn't that far from y/n's, so she arrived quickly.

y/n grabbed her duffel bag and got out the car, she walked to connie's door and knocked. connie lived in condos, unlike y/n who lived in apartments. his house was so nice inside and out. eren opened the door with a yawn, "sup y/n, con upstairs" eren held the door for her as she walked in.

"hey eren, how are you?" y/n slipped off her shoes and adjusted the bag strap on her shoulder. "'m alright, me and safaa on a break cause she always doing weird shit"

y/n quirked her brow at eren, "what was she doing?" eren ran a hand over his face and followed y/n to the stairs, "just asking me questions about con, like bro are you trying to fuck me or con?"

y/n wanted to keep questioning eren but felt arms wrap around her waist followed by kisses on her neck, "hey pretty" connie cooed into her neck making her laugh. "hi connie" connie took the bag from her and walked back upstairs, she waved bye to eren and trailed behind connie.

connie's room was illuminated by his LED's, today they were purple. his walls were plain besides the tv mounted onto the wall. he put her bag on his dresser and got back into bed. y/n crawled into bed next to him, cuddling into his side.

"you alright ma?" connie draped his arm around her shoulder, placing a kiss on her temple. y/n hummed, sliding her hand up his shirt and running her fingers down his chest. "wanna watch a movie?"

"yea, but not cars" y/n added making connie shake his head, "why not?" y/n lifted her head off of him and looked at him to see if he was being deadass. "nigga, we watch cars every time"

"okay? it's a good movie" y/n wanted to keep going back and forth with him but she didn't want to hear him whine about not watching cars. when connie saw y/n lay back down, scrolling through her phone instead of shooting him a harsh rebuttal, he furrowed his brows.

"mami, i was just fucking with you. we can watch something else" connie murmured to her, voice just barely above a whisper. y/n smiled at his tone of voice, the feeling of his hands running down her spine helping her feel comfortable.

"mm okay," y/n started, moving her leg to draped connie's waist before moving herself onto his waist fully. her head resting comfortably on his chest, listening to the sound of his heart. connie moved his hand from her back down to her ass and gave it a small squeeze.