"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...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝘾𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡- 𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙎𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨
This chapter contains sexual content
~
Fingers twisting into the tangled mane of dark hair, you questioned how you found yourself in this postion. Yes, you had come over to talk to Eren and no, you had not expected to find yourself on his bedroom floor, braiding his hair whilst he hung his head off the edge of the bed, reading a comic. The hair brush the rested on your lap felt like the weight of the words you wanted to say, pressing on your tongue. Instead, you twisted the soft strands together like how you twisted together the pretence of perfection.
Things were not perfect. In fact, they were horrible. Eren hadn't shown up at Monkey Motors to talk like the two of you agreed, even after you had returned from the coffee shop. On a mission, your ass! It was obvious he was avoiding you. Your boyfriend didn't like confrontation, in reality, it's what broke lots of things apart. He didn't like to cornered, he didn't like to be unwillingly vulnerable. He didn't like being that lonely, scared and pathetic little kid that was somewhere deep inside.
Undoing the work you had made on his roots, you sighed as you grabbed the brush, de-tangling everything. You mind was in a sweltering panic, you hated the fact that you had genuinely enjoyed your time with Jean, you hated the fact that you had gone behind his back and you hated the feeling of keeping things from him. But, Eren could keep his secrets. It was only fair that you could keep yours, right?
And then there was the love story in the making between Ymir and Historia. It was most definitely the girl Ymir had been chasing for nearly a decade. But, Ymir had been so damn hungover you hadn't had an opportunity to share the wonderful news!
He winced as you lost concentration and tried to brush through a knot with a little too much force.
"Sorry, Eren." You muttered but part of you was kind of glad it hurt, he wasn't allowed to hurt you with some form of payback.
He sat up, releasing himself from your hold and pulling at the multiple hair ties on his wrist, having quite enough of this hair-care session that was turning savage. Eren dropped the comic, raising his knees to his chin as he tipped his head to side, regarding you.
"You're upset with me." He announced, emeralds burning as he tied his hair back into its usual bun, biceps flexing with the action.
You forced your eyes away as you moved to the edge of the bed with him. It was an awkward experience that the two of you had never encountered. This tension that wasn't at all sexual. This odd distance between the pair of you. What made it especially abnormal was the fact Eren had no problem speaking his mind. Usually, he was at the receiving end of your sadness. But, now you were keeping something from him it felt dirty. Like a stain that just wouldn't wipe.
