Chapter 187

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Eren's POV:

I woke up the next morning in two strong arms. I knew it had to be Jean. When I came to that realization, I felt the tears brim my eyes. Not because of whatever went down last night, but because I actually felt like someone was taking care of me rather than me taking care of someone else. There's no way I would've cheated on Levi so I'm not worried.

"Jean," I whispered, "Jean, wake up." He groaned in response. "What happened last night?"

"Fuck." His morning voice was raspy and low. He loosened his grip and laid beside me, staring at the ceiling.

"We didn't...did we?"

"What, you don't remember?"

"No." I started to internally panic. Did we?

"We didn't." A load of stress just came off my shoulders. "But we did make out until you threw up."

"Oh my god." I shot forward, feeling my stomach turn in every direction. "How am I gonna tell Levi?"

"Eren, you were drunk. Plus, we all know you're going through a hard time..." He didn't seem to know what else to say after that.

"And you didn't stop me?"

"Eren, I was just as drunk as you were." He sighed, still laying down. My head started to pound and I felt nauseous. The hangover was in full swing. I grabbed my phone off the ground once I made my way to the bathroom.

17 missed calls from Mikasa.

Jesus Christ.

I dialed her number and rubbed my eyes.

"Hello?"

"Eren! Oh my god, where are you?"

"I think I'm still at Historia's?" I looked back at Jean and realized I was definitely not at Historia's. I'm in Jean's room.

"No, you're not."

"Yeah, I just figured that out too. I'm at Jean's."

She groaned dramatically loud. "I'll be right there."

"Mikasa, I'm fine. Please."

"No," Jean said, "let her pick you up."

"You sure?" That wasn't the answer I was expecting from him.

"Yeah, my hangover is through the roof right now and I just wanna go back to sleep."

"Okay," I nodded.

"I'm already on my way." Mikasa said until she hung up the phone.

"How did we get back here?"

"Ymir offered. Historia couldn't handle the stunt you pulled with Frieda."

"Frieda?!" I shouted.

"Don't scream," Jean winced. "Yes, Frieda. Do you not remember anything?"

"Not really."

He took a large deep breath and kept his eyes shut. My phone buzzed in my hand

Mikasa - Here

"I'll text you later, okay?" He said, staying still.

"Yeah," I nodded, "okay."

I left his room and went to a distressed Mikasa in a running car. She immediately smacked the back of my head.

"Idiot."

"Yeah, I guess I deserve that."

"You guess?" She shouted. Jesus Christ, my head.

"Don't shout, please." I whispered. I was already squinting for my life because of the bright sun, I didn't need this on top of that.

"Too fucking bad. Do you have any idea how much you stressed out Historia last night? I swear to god, if I was there-"

"But you weren't, so can we move on? I have other shit now."

"What, how you definitely fucked Jean?"

"He said we didn't fuck, Mikasa." I trust him. I don't see why he'd hide something like that.

"And you believe him?" She was in utter disbelief.

"Mikasa, he's my best friend."

"Give me a break." She rolled her eyes and got out of the car once we pulled into the driveway. Now I was slightly paranoid. Maybe it's best to ask around.

Eren - Did me and Jean fuck last night?

I sent that text to Reiner and waited for a response. If Mikasa doesn't trust Jean, then she should trust Reiner.

But I really, really hope Jean is telling the truth.

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