les sequelles - Eric Coulter 1

44.4. Badass Leader

Imagine: Being a leader alongside Eric. The two of you constantly get into arguments so one of your friends handcuff you two together.

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"Can you go at least one minute without being a complete ass?!" You groaned, running your hands through your hair as your co-leader, Eric, started up yet another argument with you. God, I can't stand this asshole.

"Can you go a minute without being a bitch?" He retorted, gripping on to your upper arm. This had become a daily routine for you; you would get to the office, one of you would start up an argument about some trivial matter, and then the argument would turn into a shouting match that would end in both of you forgetting what you were even arguing about in the first place.

"You two argue like an old married couple," Victoria, one of your other co-leaders and your best friend, jokes, earning a glare from the two of you.

"Shut up Vic," You mutter.

"You know Vic, anger these two for long enough and you can get anything by them," You attempt to turn towards your other fellow leader, Jared, to see what he was talking about, but a cold force around your wrist stops you. You look down and find yourself handcuffed to Eric.

"JARED!" The two of you shout in unison as Jared and Victoria laugh.

"Listen here Jared, you better open this shit right now, or I'll-" He attempts to step forward threateningly, but he ends up causing you to stumble towards him.

"Eric!" You cry, sticking your hands out in front of you, to prevent yourself from falling on top of him.

"Sorry Eric, you're not getting this key until tomorrow morning."

"I hope you know that I will kill you."

"You can't kill me in those handcuffs unless you and Y/N decide to work together, and by the time you're uncuffed, I'll be in Amity," Jared smirks, before leaving the room with the keys.

"Well, this day just went to shit," You mutter under your breath.

"Well, I have to supervise initiate training, so I guess you're gonna be lucky enough to spend a day in the life of Eric," He deadpans.

"Excuse you, why should we spend the day in your life, what about mine?"

"Mine is clearly more important," You roll your eyes, "Besides I'm your senior."

You groan as he drags you towards the training room.

"You're doing it wrong Stiff," Eric forcefully moves his left arm to correct the initiate, causing you to stumble forward as well.

As he finishes, you face him, "Aren't you right-handed?"

"I am."

"So you're using your left hand just to annoy me aren't you?" You raise your eyebrows questioningly.

"I'm chained to you, might as well get some good out of my situation."

"Fuck you."

The rest of the day goes on and Eric continues on having his fun, he was pushing all your buttons and getting on every last nerve.

Eventually dinner came around and things became even more difficult than they already were, you were right-handed, however, your right hand was chained to Eric's left, and he was not making it any easier for you, "Eric, please can you be a bit reasonable?! I can't eat with my left hand."

"That's not my problem muffin," He responded coolly before putting a spoonful of food in his mouth.

"If you could just relax your hand for a second, maybe it wouldn't be so damn heavy!" You groan, he shrugs, and the other leaders just watch with amusement.

"Just use your left hand."

You groan once again, and fill your spoon with food. Just as you bring the spoon to your mouth, Eric jerks his hand and startles you, causing you to spill the food on yourself. You slap your spoon back on the table, causing a few heads to turn, "Why the fuck do you have to be so damn difficult Eric?!"

"What do you expect Y/N?! If you want me to feed you then tough luck honey."

"I'm so fucking done with you," You say exasperatedly, "Fuck you."

You finally get the hand of using your left hand to eat without it shaking too bad.

Eventually, you both decided to get up and head towards the apartments, "We're sleeping in my apartment tonight."

"Fine," You say, tired.

"Fine?" He raises his eyebrow, "That was easy."

The two of you head into his apartment, and manage to get ready for bed, not without difficulty, mostly because of Eric's stubbornness. You two get into Eric's bed, and he lies down on his side, causing you to feel insanely uncomfortable, "Eric, we are both chained to each other, can we please come to a compromise?"

"Don't forget that we're in my bed," You shoot up at his response, causing him to groan.

"Why are you such an ass Eric? This is an honest question. Wha-what did I ever do to you to make you hate me so much? Why do you enjoy making my life a living hell," You take a shaking breath to prevent yourself from either breaking something or bursting into tears, "I know I was a good initiate during my training, an-and I know I might have been a bit rude during my leadership training but so were you. It's not my fault that I got handcuffed to you, but you're acting as if I caused the world to end."

"I-I didn't know you felt that way," He sighs, "I'm sorry okay, it's just easier than admitting how I fe-"

"How you what?"

"You know what, forget it, forget I said anything. Forget this whole day ever happened, it might be too late for it, but let's just start again," He stick his arm cuffed arm out and gestures for you to rest you hand on it (refer to the 3rd gif at the beginning of this imagine, cause I'm bad at explaining), "The best compromise for both of us to sleep comfortably is if we..."

"If we cuddle?" You smirk.

"I wouldn't call it cuddling," He says, your back is towards him, but you can sense him rolling his eyes, "I'd call it 'professionally holding my co-worker for comfort'."

You laugh, "Goodnight Eric."

"Goodnight."

End.

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