𝕱𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖉𝖔𝖒 𝖎𝖓 𝖄𝖔𝖚| Eren Jaeger x fem Reader

𝔊𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊



It was a quiet area, but it was still quite overwhelming for Eren. He wasn't wrong before, Y/n lived in quite a "village" like area. A small town just off the city. The buildings were definitely different from the ones back home. More stable and sophisticated. As Eren followed behind Y/n, he noticed the ground he was walking on was made of larger smoother blocks, far better than the bricks back home. They were even smoother than the ones in Marley. How did they get it so levelled? The town was mostly greenary, shrubs and flowers decorating the pathway, and the population was quite small. This unfortunately meant that Eren got quite a lot of stares. Why were they looking at him like that? Was there something wrong with him? Of course, there was something wrong with him. He was a demon. Sick. Mentally deranged. A fucking-

"You good Eren?" Y/n asked, now walking side by side with him.
"What? Oh, yea, I'm... I'm fine." Eren scratched the back of his head, slightly uncomfortable.
Y/n noticed this. "Yeah... better not go to the city today."
"You have cities too? What's it like?"
"Loud, too many people, lights, more technology you don't know."
"Yeah, let's do that some other time," Eren mumbled. This caused Y/n to chuckle.
"So, right now, we're gonna go get some groceries for you, some clothes, and some flowers you can start taking care of." Eren nodded.

Soon enough, the two had made it to the supermarket. Eren was amazed by how much stuff was... everywhere. The shop was so colourful, not fromf the walls or shelves, those were completely white, but from all the obnoxious amount of packaging. "Jesus... how much food does one shop need?" Eren stated in shock. "No wonder there were so many fat people on the way here." Y/n hit his arm. "Ow! What was that for?!" Eren growled, holding his arm.
"You can't say shit like that."
"It's just the truth."
"Doesn't mean you have to say it." Y/n got a cart. "Get in," she ordered.
"Why?"
"Cuz that's what you're meant to do with a cart."
Eren looked around. "There is no one here inside those 'carts.' "
Y/n groaned. "Just trust me and get in the god damn cart." Eren finally agreed and stepped in the cart, already too bored of this conversation to argue. Once he got in, Y/n began to push him around the store. Whenever Eren pointed out something he'd like to try, Y/n would 'park' next to the item, and Eren would grab it and put it in his lap. At one point, she pushed the cart as hard as she could, letting go and watching him fly into the wall and curse absurdities at her while she laughed. Soon, they passed the seeds section.

"Which ones do you want?" Eren looked at the selection they had. Two of them instantly caught his eye. One was orange chrysanthemums (those were the ones his mother had planted outside their window when he was young), and blue periwinkles (the flowers by the tree he often slept under). Y/n picked out the last one, white tulips. She had no real meaning for them. She just thought they looked pretty. In the end, they had bought eggs, some cake, 5 different types of meat (Eren wanted more, but Y/n insisted that is was already a ridiculous amount of meat,) pasta, crisps/chips, a few shaving sticks, boxers, shaving cream, 3 packs of flower seeds and a toothbrush.

As they left, Eren spotted that the plastic bags were making indents into Y/n's hands and was very addiment he held the shopping. "No, I'm fine, Eren," Y/n smiled.
"Y/n, I'm way stronger than you. If you do it, it's just wasted energy." She couldn't argue with that logic. She found it sweet, to be honest. Although Y/n thought the world of Eren, he didn't strike her as much of a gentleman. She imagined that if a man tried to open a door for her, he would get angry, assuming the man was insulting her strength and intelligence, which was cute... in his own way. Sort of like defending her honour.

Next was the local thrift store to get Eren some clothes. Y/n apologised that they couldn't go to a shop with newer things as they were mostly in the city, but Eren expressed how he really didn't care what she got him. Eren had quite a muscular build, so it was a bit hard to find something that wasn't too tight. Y/n found a few gems, though, all of which were relatively simple; 4 graphic t-shirts, 2 hoodies, a jacket, 1 pair of jeans, 2 sweatpants, and white trainers. As they left the shop, she recommended that Eren find a style of fashion he liked for the next time they went out. "Why would I care about something so trivial?"
"Because it's a way to express yourself, Eren." Y/n sighed, a bit exhausted from his constant questions.
"Plus, a good fashion sense makes you look... you know. Sexy."
"Sexy?"
Y/n snorted hearing Eren say that.
"Yeah, you know, sexually attractive." Eren furrowed his eyebrows. "Why would I want to look sexually attractive when I go out?"
"To make you feel confident!" She answered a bit louder, fighting the urge to get irritated with a tired smile on her face. "So you can look at yourself in the mirror and say 'I'm perfect the way I am'." Eren looked down at the pavement. Eren wasn't perfect, though. No where near. He was a war criminal who needed to be put to death.
"I don't-" I don't deserve to feel good was what he was going to say. But he thought against it, lest he burden Y/n with another one of his self pitying ramblings.
"Don't what?" Y/n asked.
He kept his mouth shut for a moment.

Don't deserve to live, don't deserve to live, don't deserve to-

"I don't mind, um... finding a style then," Eren lied. But the lie put a smile on Y/n's face, so he didn't feel bad by it.

The evening was pretty uneventful in Y/n's opinion, but Eren was enjoying his time quite a lot. They were currently slumped on the couch, Eren's arm outstretched to the TV with the remote in his grip and Y/n guiding him with excited instruction. Eren was absolutely fascinated by the TV; you could see it on his face. And when Y/n saw the glisten in his eyes, she couldn't help but feel joy for him. "Yeah, okay, I think I get it now," he said with a grin.
"So, which one do you wanna watch?" Y/n asked. Eren's eyes locked onto a picture of a man wearing a red suit holding two swords in his hands.
"How about this one?"
"Oh yeah, you're gonna love deadpool. I think this would probably be your kinda comedy."
"Why'd you say that?" he asked while pressing confirm.
"Cuz it's got a lot of dick jokes."
Eren snorted in response, a smirk on his face. "It's still creepy how you know me so well."
"Eren, you can just see it on your face the kinda jokes you think are funny."
"Well, as far as I know, you're no better."
"Look, my humour is the finest around. I'm allowed to like dick jokes."
"Yeah, yeah, sure," he sighed with a smile.

Eren was enjoying himself a lot more than he intended. Cool heroes with powers fighting bad guys felt like something he would have adored as a kid. "So, do people here just record other people getting murdered and make movies?" Eren asked.
"Oh, this isn't real."
Eren snapped his head towards Y/n. "What?! Then how did"
"It's all acting and really cool technology."
"Woah... so people get really bored here."
Y/n chortled. "Yeah, I guess so. Not much going on, ya know."
"This is definitely one of the most useless things I've ever done," he chuckled.
"But it's fun, right?" she asked, a somewhat worried look on her face. Eren's eyes darted across it, taking in her features of concern that make his chest feel a little warmer.
"Yeah... yeah, it is."
"Well, that's all that matters." She grinned.

By the end of the movie, Y/n was exhausted. She brought Eren a few pillows, a teddy bear, and a warm blanket. "What is this?" Eren held the teddybear up.
"It's to hold when you sleep so you don't feel alone."
"No, I know what it is, just why would I need it? I'm not five."
"Eren. Be a good lad and just take the bear."
"Whatever you say, woman."
She chuckled at that. "Goodnight, loser."
"Goodnight nerd," he retorted, causing a bright grin on Y/n's face. She turned off the lights and went upstairs, leaving Eren alone. About 30 minutes went by, and Eren still couldn't get to sleep, and he was becoming restless (which didn't help the situation).

God, she's still looking after you. You're nineteen, and you're forcing her to look after you. Useless peice of shit, you're a useless parasite, you know that?

"Ugh, shut up..." Eren muttered and put the pillow over his head, sick of all the negativity his head kept creating. Every passing 5 minutes, he would toss and turn until it was about 3am, and at that point, he couldn't take it anymore.

Eren got up, bear in hand, and walked up to Y/n's room.

Disrupting her sleep, too, when will it end?

He opened the door and was once again greeted with the room he appeared from.

You're probably the worst thing that has ever happened to her.

He turned to see her curled up in a ball fast asleep. "Um... Y/n?" No response. He knelt down and tapped her gently. "Hey... wake up." She groaned in response before turning to meet his eyes.
"What do you want?"
"I um... can't sleep. Could I stay here?" Y/n shifted nearer towards the wall and made a space for Eren, too tired to say anything. Eren dropped the bear, leaving it abandoned on the floor before he got in, making himself comfortable while trying not to disturb Y/n anymore than he already had. It was better like this. He didn't get to sleep immediately, but he felt a lot more at ease with someone beside him. Someone real, at least. But by the time it hit 4am, Eren had fallen asleep, too.