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The next morning Y/n wakes up and stretches and checks her phone.
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She puts the phone down and sighs rubbing her face in her hands and groaning. She removes the blankets and gets up going to the bathroom. Checking her face, she's so puffy from all her crying, she takes a long breath and continues to get ready for the day. Y/n walks out of the bathroom noticing Connie wasn't in the bed with her, she figured he was sleeping on the couch, maybe being respectful of her space or something but when she came out of her room and called out to him he didn't answer. And the couch was empty, the balcony was untouched...
"Hm, I guess he went home." She says walking to the fridge.
Her senses start coming in as she's moving around and she starts to collect the faint scent of Eren. "What the hell?" She says. She walks out to the balcony and doesn't see him, back into her room checking under the bed, and doesn't see him. "Why does it smell like Eren in here?" She says out loud. His scent is most prominent by the door and bedroom. She immediately grabs her phone and starts dialing Connie.
"Yo."
"Connie, did you have Eren in here while I was sleeping?"
"No?"
"Why does that sound like you're unsure?" She asked.
"Because I am unsure I-" He sighs. "Eren was texting me nonstop last night, he called a few more times after you went to bed. He really wanted to see you man, like really bad so..."
"So?"
"So I gave him a hotel key and gave him the info to your room so he could see you."
"Connie, oh my god. Why would you do that??"
"I don't know man, I don't. That's my bro and he seemed like he was in need. I mean he really wanted to see you."
"He wasn't your bro when you were fucking the shit out of me yesterday." Y/n pointed out.
Connie grew silent and Y/n questioned whether he was still on the phone till she heard a shaky sigh come from him. "I'm sorry Y/n, it's my bad. We both know him though, he won't just pop up uninvited. He'll ask first."
