162.3. Behave

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(Eric x Reader)

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True to his self, Eric acted like the douche he was the next morning. He didn't pay much attention to you and was out the door before you were even really awake.

You hadn't expected him to marry you or anything but at least a good morning or something would have been nice. Well it was Eric so what did you expect, he definitely wasn't going to be a sweetheart all of a sudden.

You showed up to training a bit late and absolutely cranky. The good thing of being in charge was, you were allowed to be late. Normally you were the nice one but not today. If anyone had thought Eric was a terrible trainer they hadn't seen you in a bad mood yet.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" You yelled and walked over to a guy who had missed his target by a mile as it seemed.

"Sorry..." He says and looks up at you with a weak smile, that immediately made you feel bad. This kids weren't the cause of your anger after all.

You give him your hand and help him up while you show him the right way to throw his knives. You got the feeling he did flirt with you a bit, which you didn't mind that much. If Eric didn't pay any attention to you, there were enough other people who would.

Eric wasn't as uninterested in the whole thing as it seemed. He was quite bad at expressing his feelings which had lead to him fleeing the room in the morning. Right now he realized that probably hadn't been the best way to handle things since you were quite pissed and he had a feeling it was his fault. What bothered him even more was the fact that the guy was happily flirting with you in front of him.

You felt someone harshly grabbing your arm and looked around to see Eric standing behind you.

"Back to work, initiate." He roars at the guy who hurries away quickly.

You roll your eyes, "Really was that necessary?"

You feel a harsh tug and Eric starts to walk dragging you out behind him, "What the hell are you doing?"

You try to get your arm free but his grip on you is too strong, "Eric!"

He stops and pushes you up on the next wall, his hands on both sides of your head, "You're mine." He tells you before crashing his lips to yours.

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