Back at home, Y/n grabs a juice carton and a sheet to sit outside on. The sand was soft beneath her toes, Eren had been a little too nice to her, and she started to get suspicious. The whole ride home he was caressing her hand, and while she looked out the window, he kept telling her how beautiful she was. She went out to get some sun and have a breather before going inside and having to deal with Eren again, but he came outside after she got comfortable. Y/n was a little disappointed because she wanted some time alone, and he crashed her party.
"Whatcha doin?" He asked.
"Eh, nothing. I'm just catching a breather."
"Hmm... Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Y/n answered plainly.
"Sure you are..." He says sarcastically. Y/n starts to say something but he interrupts, "I never got to apologize to you."
"About what?" She turns her head to look at him.
"The plane. I was being a dick and you didn't deserve that."
"Hmm, define dick."
"Don't be a smart ass now." He chuckled. "I was just being stupid, felt a little insecure because another man had you in his arms." Y/n could see how red Eren was getting. "So, I just wanna say I'm sorry. It was my fault you were with him."
Y/n looked at him and his body language. He had his hands in his pockets. He was looking down at his toes while he wiggled them in the sand. There was a brief silence, and nothing was heard but the waves crashing against the shoreline. "Sit with me." She scooted over, patting the space next to her.
Eren sat leaning back and used his hands to support himeself while looking off at the horizon. Then he turned to catch Y/n glancing at him. They both smiled at each other. "I was thinking a lot after you fell asleep on the plane, that whole thing was my fault Y/n, and I'm sorry." He looked back towards the water. "It didn't need to happen."
"It's okay." She smiled.
Eren looked back in her direction meeting her y/c eyes and smiled, "You're so pretty. How can something so beautiful be so forgiving?"
Y/n blushed before hitting him with, "I don't know, I ask myself that all the time."
Eren laughed until he felt her lean her head against his arm. Then she scooted closer and placed her hand on his chest before letting it slide down his abs. He had a black shirt with the brightest orange pants you ever did see.
Eren's fit:
Y/n wore a tube top and some khaki shorts.
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Desire (Eren x Reader) LEMON
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