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one week passed and you had changed locations to somewhere safer- away from people that could come after eren and historia. you got bored of laying on the bed and the pain on your ribs wasn't that much anymore.
you were currently in your room, training alone, since mikasa left to go and cut wood. you were exercising to make your body strong enough, after the accident you had. you were following mikasa's program and you wondered how was she even able to do all this.
'first and last time i'm doing this'
your sides hurt, but you told her you wouldn't give up until you finished it. after that you wouldn't question her abs again.
your body wasn't like mikasa's. yes, you were strong, but you didn't have all the muscle mikasa had. nor the abs.
a knock came on your door, before it was slowly opened. eren got in and stood there as he stared at you, while you punched the air.
"what in the world are you doing...?"
"exercising" you said, softly panting.
"i came to check on you and you're exercising after only one week of your injury?"
you stopped your movements and wiped the sweat of your forehead.
"look! i can't let my body grow soft, and since the pain is mostly gone i can exercise normally"
"but yeah, i made a mistake by following mikasa's program" you added, before you drank some water.
"mikasa's program?! isn't that too harsh?!"
you nodded your head and started doing sit-ups, feeling his eyes travel on your body. you counted in your head, as you tried to keep your breathing under control. he didn't stop staring at you, which made your cheeks turn red.
his eyes didn't stop burning holes in your body• not even after you stopped. you panted heavily as you tried to catch your breath, after this intense program you had just finished. before you knew it, eren's lips were on yours, taking away the tiny bit of oxygen you managed to give to your lungs.
you pushed him away slightly and breathed heavily, as you stared into his eyes.
"what are you doing?"
"i can't control myself, forgive me"
his lips were on yours again, as he pushed you until you were laying on the bed. the broom that was in his hands made impact with the floor, while he got on top of you. you wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him closer, as his hands traveled up and down your body.
he never kissed you like that before. it was gentle, but at the same time rough. hungry and needy, too. he pulled away and attached his lips on your neck. you didn't know what he was doing, but you loved it. you loved every second of his lips on your skin.
