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the door opens, and light shines in, making me squint. who is it? the tall person approaches and leans down, beaming at me.
"good morning," eren begins, his small smile fading. i flip over on the other side, not wanting to look at him. i just feel stuck in this terrible room.
i won't lie, the room is nice. bigger than my apartment's kitchen, yet...
eren sighs and sits back down. "okay, look, im sorry. i feel horrible, but-" i notice his hand reaching for me,
"just shut up, please," i say as i scoot further away, "and leave me alone."
"y/n"
i dont answer, why would i? who does he think he is?
"y/n"
shut up, shut up, shut up, please
"y/n!" he exclaims, and i fling off the cover and leap from the bed. "what?! what do you want?! oh my god." i yell at him, and i want to tear out my hair.
in frustration, i begin to pluck a little strand of my hair.
"calm down, jeez... i just came in to bring my girlfriend breakfast!" laughs eren. is he hinting at zeke?
i rolled my eyes and sat back down, eating the food he'd been hiding the whole time. but do i trust it? what if he put drugs in it?
"and no, there's nothing in there for you to be concerned about," eren confirms, taking a piece of scrambled eggs off the dish and eating it. he gulps and adds, "see?" eren proceeds to open his mouth to prove it to me, "okay.. i didn't need to see that," i said as i pushed him away and started eating.
my thoughts wander, wondering if my boss was looking for me, even though i don't have my phone on me. i don't even know what day it is.
eren stands up to leave and informs me, "there's clothing in that closet for you by the way, just dress up for outside or something" he shrugs, 'i'll be back in like 15 minutes, so be ready" he smiles.
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eren's pov
i proceed down the steps, closing the door behind me. what am i going to do?
and how am i going to get this poor girl out of zeke's grasp?
i mean no harm, but if it comes down to it, maybe i'll-
"youre calling her your girlfriend now?"
"i thought you had mikasa?" zeke asks, with an irritating smile on his face.
"is that your little fuck buddy?"
jean, his friend, joins in, "yeah eren?" jean chuckles, "how bout good ol mikasa?" he adds
who invited this dude?
that smile of his makes me want to rip it off of him. "yeah , so what?" i clench my jaw as a faint smile forms on my lips. i walk past zeke, bumping against his shoulders.
"you just gross me out, i mean, for how long?" scoffs zeke. "dont tell me you're cheating on that poor girl upstairs," he says as he follows me. i turn around and face him again.
"why. "whats it to you?" i ask, tilting my head a little, "huh?"
i notice someone's eyes scorching through us, and when i look over, it's just jean, with a slight smirk on his face, this ugly guy thinks this shit is hilarious.
ive never liked him and will never like him.
"im just curious!" says zeke, patting my shoulder, "i can't question my younger brother about trivial matters anymore?"
i purse my lips and let out a tiny chuckle, my eyes wandering around until i glance at zeke in the eyes, wondering about what i should actually say to him,
ive only known y/n for about a week or so,
i roll my eyes in frustration; it makes no difference whether i say a month, a day, or a year; this man will always think of something other than what i say.
"hmmm, about a year now!" "now fucking leave me alone," i say as i wave my hand, heading towards the garden.
"oh yeah yeager, it's definitely been a year!" jean says from the couch as he laughs, it's always been like this, horse face tries to instigate and make things worse, "so you've been fucking mikasa AND that girl?!?"
"talk about an asshole," zeke chuckles as he forcibly grips my shoulder.
god.
so annoying
i turn around and punch him in the face, causing zeke to stumble; he grips his face for a second.
i approach zeke and shove him away from me because i can't handle looking at him every damn day and having him act like this towards me.
"fucking stop!" i warn him, and he fixes his glasses as he looks at me with a slight sneer on his face. he spat on the floor, which irritates me even more because he isn't the one who cleans the house. jean approaches me and zeke, completely unaware that we were arguing and not joking.
"do you think im dumb, eren?" says zeke as he walks over to the couch and puts on the television. when he asked, i just stood there, not knowing what to say. i mean, he's smart, but not the brightest, and im not the purest either, so why is it so difficult to believe?
"two is better than one," i chuckle and shrug, looking away.
zeke casts a sidelong glance at me before turning away.
jean nods his head, "i agree, so you should let me tap on your new girl," i wrinkle up my nose, but laugh, "fuck i don't care, go ahead," i smile, jean's eyes light up and he asks, "really?" "are you really going to let me?"
of course not, i think as i furrow my brows at him.
but why not eren?
"thought she was your girl?" he smirks, "so i guess shes not all that special huh?" zeke walks away from the living room,
"she's exactly like every other female you've ever had!" zeke laughs, collects his car keys, and begins to move towards the doors
"you watch out for that girl," zeke warns me,
"i'm simply saying, i could get rid of her any day." he continues as he swings his keys on his finger, teasing me.
what the fuck is his problem?
i approach up to him and have another impulse to hit him, someone, something-
zeke unlocks the doors to go, but someone abruptly enters our home.
"uhh, hello," says mikasa
are you fucking kidding me
i come to a halt as i see zeke turn around with a sneer on his face and exit the house.
bastard.
jean grins at me and adds, "delivery girl is here!" "hot and ready," he says, and i scoff before heading upstairs to y/n. i just need to get out of here.
