les sequelles - Eric Coulter 1

172. Match Made In Hell

Match Made in Hell

Prompt: In a world in which Eric is as terrible as ever and you aren't much better it goes without saying that the two of you are truly a match made in hell heaven. Or in which Eric and the Reader happily view tormenting Four and the gang as a couples bonding experience.

Paring: Eric Coulter x Reader

Fandom: Divergent

Work count: 1.5K

Warning: Language

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"She's so fucking annoying." You blurted suddenly as you watched over the crowd carefully. Eric leaned on the railing next to you closely, his shoulder brushing up against yours. He glanced over at the sound of you breaking the comfortable silence that had lingered between the two of you, a perfectly pierced eyebrow raised in question.

"Who?" He rumbled when you said nothing continuing to glare down at the crowd.

"Fuckin Tris." Was your only explanation. Eric snorted next to you, following your gaze down to where she sat next to Four and the rest of her friends.

"How was working with her this week?" He asked offhandedly as he watched them sit around the table laughing obnoxiously. Tri was training to enter data entry and by default that meant you had to be the one teaching her seeing how that was the department you overlooked.

"Miserable." You rolled your eyes. "She just so... ugh."

"Tell me about it. Four is just as bad." He bitched next to you. You shook your head in disagreement, Four wasn't your favorite person in the world but you could definitely stand to be around him more than you could his girlfriend.

"Yeah well at least Four keeps to himself usually, Tris is just fucking there. She asks so many questions and just hovers." You groaned.

"She was a pain in the ass during initiation." He admitted not sounding the least bit surprised at your frustration.

"They are perfect for each other." You pointed out and he only rolled his eyes.

"Yeah the two Dauntless stiffs, truly a match made in heaven." You hit his arm lightly in disapproval at the sound of the slur leaving his mouth but none the less a grin twitched at your lips.

The two of you went back and forth for the majority of dinner talking about the couple and occasionally their friends. Laughter fell from your lips as you listened to Eric gripe about both of them. His comments were crude and something you probably should have chastised but instead, you encouraged him, adding to it.

"We just spent twenty minutes talking shit about Four and Tris." You mumbled a little while later. People had begun to clear out of the dining hall as it got later.

"Yeah well, they make it easy," Eric said simply as he glanced your way. The two of you had stayed rooted in the same spot on the balcony that overlooked the hall the whole time.

"You're a terrible person." You pursed your lips as you met his gaze.

"Like you're any better." Was all he quipped back and the two of you held each other gaze for a while before you finally broke it more laughter escaping you, the grin that stretched across his face as he watched you laugh didn't go unnoticed.

"You know who is even more terrible than us though?" You asked him after sobering up your laughter for a second. He raised a brow and said nothing, you took that as your cue to continue. "Four and Tris."

Eric was silent for a moment before another smile crept across his features and you started giggled amused by your own antics and a low chuckle finally left him.