"𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙞𝙣, 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙..."
A lift to school was all you needed, in his bed is where you stayed...
Eren Jaeger has grown up in a life of easy money, fast cars and Hell, the g...
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a/n: I think this art speaks for the fic from here on!
𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜: '𝟬𝟯 𝘽𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙚 & 𝘾𝙡𝙮𝙙𝙚- 𝙅𝙖𝙮-𝙕❟ 𝘽𝙚𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚
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Those teal green eyes sparkled with earnest, touched the deepest pits of your heart that had never felt an emotion this high before. It was deliciously numbing and you couldn't help but think your mind was deliriously wasted on the oxytocin rush.
Over and over again, his fingers brushed against your knuckles and your heart began to thump in time. How could you be so impossibly in tune with him? Was the kind of witchcraft Mikasa studied true? Was there such as thing as the perfect significant other?
"y/n...I didn't think that -oh, God- I never thought that it would come to a point for me to ask you this. If I am being honest, I wasn't expecting to feel like this at all. That day I met you, I was just messing and flirting for the heck of it...but now? Now, I don't think I'm messing anymore." Eren admitted, gazing up at you from beneath those unfairly long lashes.
Thumpity-thump, thumpity-thump. The ice cream parlour began to melt away like the leaking waffle cone you had almost stepped on on your way in. Even if you closed your eyes, you could label the features of his face off by heart. His wide, jade eyes, framed by those intense eyelashes. The two beauty marks he had: the one by his eyebrow and the one against this cheekbones. And of course, the perfect dip of his cupid's bow on those rosy lips.
He wasn't messing anymore. Did that mean he was playing around with you before? The let the pit of anxiety in your stomach continue to fester, shamelessly. This would be it, the moment where he said he never wanted anything to do with you again. Swallowing, you prepared for the worst.
"The thing is y/n, you bring out a side of me I kinda forgot I had. The part of me that really wants to go and make an effort...that part that really wants to try. And so, yeah, I wanna try with you. This sounds so fucking crazy. But, I really want to be with you. Properly, that is." He continued, without breaking the unflinching eye contact.
Your mouth kicked into action before your brain did but the minute you parted your lips, he pressed his finger against them to silence you.
"No. Just listen for a sec. Just because I want to be with you if doesn't mean you have to feel the same way. The thing is, I can't promise that nothing will happen. I can't promise that I won't make mistakes, that I won't get dragged into shit. I'm the kinda guy that comes with an explicit content warning. I'm a risk taker. Dating me would make you one, too. I can't even promise that I won't sometimes make you do some less than legal things. Are you prepared for that, y/n? Are you prepared to go for the ride or die with me because if not we end this all now." The brunette explained, eyes darkening with seriousness.
