les sequelles - Eric Coulter 1

74.3. Forced To Share A Room

Imagine: Having tension between you and Eric after being caught accidentally cuddling. 

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It's been a week since you left Amity, a week since you were caught snuggling with the jackass leader, Eric. The two of you hadn't spoken since the incident, you had simply made uncomfortable eye contact every time you ran into each other. Your friends, especially Zeke, on the other hand refused to let you live it down, not only had he told half the faction about what he had seen, but every time you walked past him, he would make snarky remarks or teasingly call you muffin.

Eric had been an even bigger ass to everyone in attempts to keep up his reputation. Though you hadn't spoken to him, every time he snapped at someone you had the urge to punch him in the face. For some unknown reason, you had been even more irritable around him ever since that unfortunate night, something inside you had changed, but you couldn't tell what it was.

You shake your head to clear your mind and continue walking down the hallways, making your way to your apartment after a long day of work. Just before you turn a corner you hear the quivering voice of a boy, "P-please sir, I didn't mean to, the knife slipped and-and I-I'm sorry sir."

You peak your head around the corner and see the familiar blonde haired man with tattoos trailing down his neck. Eric was burning holes into the scrawny black-haired boy's face with his piercing stare; the venomous smirk on his face was enough to send chills even down your own spine. He had the boy, who you assumed was from this year's batch of initiates, shaking in his boots and he was clearly enjoying it, "You didn't mean to huh? If you were on the streets in a fight and you dropped the fucking knife you'd be killed! You're a weak-ass, boneless initiate who is better off factionless!"

"Eric!" You yell revealing yourself, both of them turn their attention towards you and you storm over, "Initiation just started, it's your job to teach them how to throw a fucking knife, not discourage them!"

"How do you except me to do shit when they have no courage in the first place?" He hisses, the poor initiate looks like he's about to burst into tears.

"Kid, get back to the dorms, don't worry about any of this," You say gently but assertively, the kid looks up at Eric for permission so you simply say, "Go."

He scampers away and Eric instantly grabs your arms pushing hard against the wall, you let out an unintentional gasp, "What the fuck are you doing?!"

"You're being a fucking ass!"

"They're my initiates Y/N, I'm a fucking leader, you are a petty patrol, how dare you butt into my business?!" His face is now meer centimetres from yours, and you can smell his minty breath.

"Just because you're a leader doesn't mean you can make everyone's life a living hell Eric, ever since you've become a leader, nobody even wants to be in Dauntless!" For a split second, you think you see a look of hurt on his face, but it goes back to its menacing-self so fast that you think you probably just imagined it.

"You've gained a lot of guts after sleeping with me Y/N, weren't you absolutely horrified of that little spider? Now you're talking back to a Dauntless leader?" He smirks.

"Oh dear Eric, the only difference is that spiders are actually scary, you, on the other hand, are not," You smirk back; you have a fucking death wish don't you Y/N?

He raises his eyebrows, tightening his grip on your arms, there'll definitely be bruises there in the morning, "You're not scared of me huh Y/N?"

"Definitely not," your voice falters at the end, he's a lot closer now.

"You sure are something special Y/N, you have been since that first day of your training when you told me to, 'Do my job and actually teach you something,'" You blush.

"Y-you still remember that?" You had transferred a year after Eric and he had been one of your instructors, him being the ass he was, you had decided to stand up for yourself and your fellow initiates, it's been five years since that encounter and you had almost forgotten about it, you were surprised that he hadn't. He got closer.

"I haven't forgotten, I also remember that in order to punish you I made you stand in front of a target in the gun range and I shot at you. You didn't even flinch a millimetre," He moved closer and closer with every word that followed, "I remember everything muffin."

You couldn't help but lean up in attempts to close the gap between you two, Eric leans back, chuckling, his eyes had softened considerably, "You just can't wait can you muffin?"

He releases one of your arms, moving his hand to your cheek, running the pad of his thumb across your lower lip, you involuntarily whisper his name and he smirks, finally he closes the gap between your desperate lips, he gently bites your lip and you gasp, giving him entrance, your tongues fight for dominance. He finally pulls away and without thinking you lean into him, surprisingly he puts him arms around you for a second before you steady yourself on your feet.

Eric finally takes a step back, "I was definitely right about you being special Y/N."

"Y-you're not too bad yourself Eric," You stutter, attempting to sound confident but failing.

"Well we should probably get back to our apartments, it's getting late," He turns to leave but he suddenly turns back, "Oh and Y/N?"

"Yeah?"

"This time let's be a little more careful about accidentally getting caught," He winks and walks away, leaving you to compose yourself.

Something had definitely changed that night in Amity, the feelings you had been repressing for Eric since initiation had finally surfaced. 

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