| that night | Eren x Reader

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TW: lots of smut and mention of vomit

*Eren's POV from the night before*

You made eye contact with y/n as she turned her head towards you "Hey Eren, do you think you could take Mikasa home? She's not feeling good, she drank and ate too much. I would, but I'm a little drunk myself."

You shook your head and agreed. You took a few steps over to Sasha's and grabbed Mikasa, hoisting her up by her legs and wrapping your arm around her body so you were carrying her.

She looked up at you with low eyes and a wonky smile. "Heeeeeey Ereeeen~! Where we goinnn? The party's just starting~!" Throwing her head back so it draped over your arms with her hair falling down.

She looked so rough. Her hair was a mess and she reeked of alcohol and weed. "We're going home Mika, you're not feeling good." You looked back up at everyone before saying goodbye for the night.

"Bye guys, I'll probably have her stay over at my house in case she starts to throw up." Once everyone said goodbye to you and Mikasa you headed out, making sure she didn't hit herself on anything.

You, Jean, and Connie all rode in your car so luckily you were able drive home yourself. You sat Mikasa into the passenger seat and buckled her in while she made herself comfortable.

Once you climbed in you looked back over at her, and you can tell she made herself comfortable in no time. She had her head against the window with one arm laying across her waist and the other dangling into the crack between the door and the seat.

As you were driving you tried not to go to fast as both of you were drunk and it was dark. Although you're a heavy weight, the combination of the bright lights from the lamp posts and it being almost 1:00 am you did not want to be speeding.

Once you pulled into your drive way you opened up Mikasa's door, making her head jerk and forcing her to wake up.

"Hey. We're at my house. Come on." She groaned and moaned before unbuckling her seat belt and shifting her body so she was positioned in front of you, except she wasn't moving.

"Do you need me to carry you in" she shook her head up and down slightly. As you bent down to pick her up like a dad carrying their unconscious child inside. She wrapped her arms around you and then her legs, while resting her head on your shoulders.

While walking upstairs to your room you could feel her breathing slightly on your neck as she started to fall back asleep. Once you reached the bedroom you threw her on the bed, watching as she curled up into a ball and struggled to find the blankets as a way to warm herself.

"Mikasa." She didn't bother moving, she just hummed a bit as a answer. "Aren't you uncomfortable. Do you want a change of clothes?" Another hum instead of answer which you guessed meant yes.

You walked into your closet and pick out a shirt for her along with a pair of basketball shorts. You walked back out and handed her the clothes. "Here you go. I'm gonna go get changed, it shouldn't be long."

As you entered into your closet again you could hear her moving slightly on your bed to get changed. You took off your shirt and pants and slid on a pair of black and white plaid pajama pants instead and a oversized grey t-shirt.

When you walked out for the last time you realized that Mikasa had not finished changing. She was facing you and removing her bra with her shirt already off.

"Oh shit." You said while looking down and facing the other way. "I'm sorry I should've asked if you were done changing." "It's fine. I don't mind."

'Huh.'