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tw : mentions of self-harm, drugs and mental illness
september
eren's pov
he entered the house, the strong smell of the cleaning products filled his nostrils. you were nowhere around so he made his way towards the bedroom.
your laughter filled the corridor, making eren feel bad for what he was about to do. he heard another female voice and he instantly recognized it; mikasa.
"hi, 'ren!" you said, smiling at him, once he entered the room.
mikasa waved at him and watched him through the screen.
"hang up! we have to talk!"
his tone cold and strict. your smile dropped once you heard him. you brought your attention back to mikasa;
"i'll call you later!" you said, waving goodbye at her.
she waved back, sending eren a dirty look. he rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue, before he sat on his bed. you sat on yours, your body facing him.
"uh... are you okay?" you asked, as you played with your fingers.
"why are you asking?"
"the dark circles under your eyes and the fact that you avoid me, kinda worry me"
"i'm fine!"
"yeah, sure" you replied with a roll of your eyes.
he balled his fists and took a deep breath, trying to calm down. he opened his eyes and stared at you. his eyes cold and his face showing no hint of emotion. you've never seen eren like that before. especially towards you.
he watched you as you gulped and avoided his gaze. you moved around, trying to sit more comfortable; a move eren knew by heart. a move you would pull whenever you felt scared or uncomfortable.
'i can't tell if she's uncomfortable or scared of me. i guess the second one, judging from the way she's avoiding my gaze'
"i think it's time you seek help!" he said, ending the awkward tension in the room.
