His veiny hand gently tightens around your neck, your legs grow weaker and weaker from under you. He holds both of your wrists above your head with just one of his hands. His soft lips silence any words of protest from you, morphing into whimpers and groans into his mouth.
The way he smells of vanilla and musk, the way his touch is so perfectly rough yet as gentle as a feather, the way he tastes..... it's all too familiar to you.
Eren.
With one final whine, you bite down on his bottom lip hard enough until you taste the metallic flavor of blood on your tongue.
"Ouch, brat." he swiftly rips his lips away from yours, taking his hand off of your throat and wiping the blood off of his swollen bottom lip with his thumb. That shit-eating smirk still on his face. "Been a while, y/n."
"Not long enough Jeager. What the fuck do you think you're doing?" you ask sternly, you would push him away if you could.
"I can't visit an old friend?" He's still so close you can see all of the details of his dark jade eyes. It's annoying how insufferably beautiful they are.
"No, you can't. We aren't "friends", we stopped being "friends" when you decided to go balls deep in one of your little whores." you rolled your eyes "and let me go." you try to wriggle your way out of his grasp but to no avail, he's far to strong.
"God, you're still on that? How many times do I have to explain it to you to get it through your thick fucking skull." he scoffs, his grip on your wrists tighten and he's still just inches away from your face.
"Still on that....?" you repeat, in disbelief "𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭?!? I can't fucking stand you, let me go!" you struggle even harder and he actually listens to you for once. releasing his harsh grip on your weak wrists.
"Yeah me neither," he spat back "You weren't exactly the best girlfriend ever either."
"At least I never cheated." you crossed your arms and turned your face away, unable to look the man in his eyes.
"Holy shit y/n, I didn't fuck anyone else. See this is what I mean, you never listened to me. You get these ideas in your head and nobody can tell you otherwise, so fucking stubborn." you can tell he's tensing up by the knot in between his brows and the way he rubs his temple with his fingers.
"I do listen to you I just don't 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 you. I know you Eren, you're a dog." The words burn a hole in your throat like acid, but you spit them at him like venom.
the two of you stand in silence for a couple of moments, you know your words hurt him. you take this moment of silence to observe how he's changed over the year or two you've been a part, his hair reaches his shoulders now, you remember he was just starting to grow it out the end of your junior year. He's taller too, his shoulders much wider and you can see how muscular he's gotten through his shirt. He looks like a full grown man now, not the boy-ish beauty he had back then. But his eyes, his eyes are forever unchanging. Still the most memorizing shade of green.
God, why does a horrible man have to be so irresistiblely beautiful.
Though the way he looks at you with those jades is much, much different now.
"Okay y/n," is all he says as he turns to unlock and open the door, but he pauses for a second before leaving "Thanks for reminding me to hate you." and with that, he was out.
A deep sigh escapes your lips as you walk over to the bed and crawl in, finally. This is all you've wanted to do since you got here, to get under all of the blankets and lay your head down on the plush pillow, closing your eyes and expecting to knock out right away.
