ᴇʀᴇɴ x ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ

Thanksgiving special

Warnings: sexual content,multiple orgasms, the word princess is used and a little fluff but you gotta catch it.

Who y'all favorite basketball player??

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You hadn't seen your boyfriend in months, it felt like forever. The two of you missed each other's company, more than you both wanted to admit.

But Finally, today was the day, where your longing to be around eren would be fulfilled. This was normal, Eren was a professional basketball player and with that came his frequent departures from state to state.

You decided to surprise Eren and show up to his game. To complete the surprise you wore this dress eren sent for you to wear not so long ago.

So here you were, court side. Looking as if you just came out of the cover of vogue. The sleek black dress you wore was perfect, it hugged your hips like no other, and had a slight shimmer that the stadium lights helped upscale.

Eren's team hasn't even come out yet, so you took out your portable mirror, re-glossed your pretty lips, fluffed out your curls and fixed the dainty diamond necklace that clung to your neck.

Once you handled yourself you examined the crowd. It was unusually packed, normally the seats don't start filling up until close to tip off. But no, every row was unpleasantly stuffed with over eccentric fanboys and fangirls. There were a few girls with jearsy's that contained the number zero on them, which represents the star shooting guard Jean Kirsten. One of the Jean fangirls even had a sign had sloppy letter imprinted on it saying: MARRY ME. Oh how the girls loved Jean and even the sub point guard Connie springer.

But they loved Eren Yeager the most, don't believe it? There's a whole section of women that were covered in the jerseys that had Eren's number. How cute of them, you thought to yourself.

You were brought back to your friend that was jumping up and down in her seat, you refocused your eyes on the court and there he was. Your six three boyfriend stood in the middle of the court next to 4 other players, they were shooting around the court.

Yeager was focused, his arms and neck was glazed with sweat as he shot from the three point line. He had his AirPods in, blocking out the incessant cheers from his seemingly huge fanbase. The game hasn't even started yet they were still cheering on eren and calling out his name.

"Girl who is number seven?" Your friend, Talia asked. Her voice mirrored a sense of curiosity.

You gently grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the seat next to you."Sit down first. And, Rule number one, don't stand when your court side, there's people behind you girl." You whispered into her ear.

She excused her self to the people behind her and leaned into your ear, "What's rule two?"

"If you see someone you want.....give him eye contact when he gets to the free throw line. If your lucky enough." You informed her.

Her pretty lips curved into a smile, "What would I do about my Nba wife best friend." She cooed while pulling you into a hug.

You chuckled lightly, " And by the way number sevens name is Jean. "

Eren, on the other hand scanned the crowd, he could've sworn he heard your laugh. A laugh that can only slip past your lips. He wasn't just hearing stuff, he had already relived the AirPods from his ears. Maybe Jean was right, you were planning on surprising him. Eren was flattered you took time off work to come see him, he mentally agreed that you were too good to him.