TO THE BONE | eren yeager

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3rd person

𝘽𝙀𝙀𝙋 - 𝘽𝙀𝙀𝙋 - 𝘽𝙀𝙀𝙋. shuffling around in her bed as the nosy alarm blared, she groaned out of frustration, she hated that alarm with a passion. the mere noise made her want to scream and burn anything at sight down. she was extremely ardent about the horrible sound.

the vibration of her head made the memories from the night before blur their way into her mind, a calming smile on her face as she turned the alarm off, the time on her phone read six-thirty. the exact time sasha told her to be up. adjusting her bra as she unclipped the clasp, the material fell from her arms. the same faint smell of her perfume and body wash still lingered as she went to her dresser. the trailered uniform sat nicely. the skirt and pants were beside one another as she chose between them.

tossing her head to the side as she yawned up her drowsiness, her fingers felt the pants. the silky fabric made her skin jump from pleasure, oh how she loved a good feeling material. it wasn't a surprise when the skirt felt the same way, knowing she'd be training for the first time, she figured her safest option was the pants. not wanting to over-choose she made her way towards the bathroom. the shiny holder held two toothbrushes, one for her and the other belonging to sasha. she picked the white one up and wet the bristles.

she continued her routine as she brushed the weed from her gums, her eyes were darker. the puffiness of her lower bridges were whelped, mainly from her crying and the poison she smoked a few hours ago. stripping her mouth of the toothpaste, she reached for the small bottle of listerine. letting the burning liquid sit in her mouth as she went back to the room, pulling the velvety colored bag from one of the boxes. she cursed as the liquid numbed her tongue, her legs racing to spit it out.

' oh my gosh' she said as she touched the tip of her sensitive tongue and lolled it out of her mouth. the girl felt rushed as she ran back towards the room after her swollen tongue felt better, rubbing almond butter lotion on each crease of skin, she slide the pants on. her perfect size. they hugged her hips and sides; their application was ideal and simple. the shirt was next, its compression was lovely, squeezing her in just enough for a nice hold. she thanked the crew for getting her right measurements.

the girl was growing exhausted as she rushed from the bathroom to her bedroom every two minutes. her tan colored rag wiped around her eyes and face as it cleared away the per-existing trance she stayed in. hearing a soft knock on her door, she assumed it was sasha or jean coming to awake her. walking towards the door with the rag still in hand, she opened the black outlined door. eyes shockingly wide as she locked eyes with her captain.

" good morning, captain. "

" good morning, y/n. i came to remind you of the news, you've officially been announced as the survey corps 13th head liner. " hand out for a touching handshake, she shook it with the right amount of force. she was announced? oh my gosh! she was finally on the team, and everyone knew, oh gosh, everyone knew. there was no going back now. the harmful looks and rumors sasha hashed on about was permeant, although it didn't faze her as much as it fazed the brunette, still it felt weird that others would rather hate than appreciate the new members.

the same stoic expression was on levi's profile, but he still felt pleased and understanding of the girl, this was to be a day of celebration and hard work. unlatching his hand as he gave the girl one last look. a small ' thank you so much, captain. ' was on her tongue before thinking, only excited about the new role she was given. his hands were dug into his pockets as he nodded a reply to her. a heartful ' thank yourself. ' fell from his plumped-up lips as he walked down the deserted hallway.

the 13th member of paradis university honorable leaders. that sounds about right, a small leading smile on her face as she shut the door and ran to her room, she wanted to freak out but figured it was still time to get dressed. she hadn't noticed the back of the shirts small lettering; her role being placed on the back was a clear indication to many and all who questioned her position.