anybody but you - eren jeager x y/n story

a night at the club

under the warm italian sun, the cobbled streets echoed with the melodies of cheerful conversations and laughter. as Mikasa and levi embarked on their exploration with their friends who had came back, i chose to spend the day enveloped in the comforting familiarity of my parents.

the old villa where my parents reside exuded an aura of history and tranquility. vines draped gracefully along the rustic walls, and the scent of freshly baked bread wafted from the kitchen. sitting in the shaded courtyard, my parents shared anecdotes of their youthful escapades, stories that felt woven into the very fabric of this ancient town.

their tales carried the essence of a bygone era, painting vivid portraits of love, resilience, and adventure. it was as if each word was a brushstroke on the canvas of memory, illustrating a life rich in experience and wisdom.

as the afternoon sun lazily traversed the sky, we gathered around a table adorned with plates of delectable local cuisine. the flavors danced on our tongues, and amidst the chatter, i marveled at the simple yet profound joy of sharing a meal with my parents.

mikasa, levi and the rest of the group returned, their eyes sparkling with the excitement of their explorations. they regaled us with their own escapades, weaving their experiences seamlessly into the tapestry of our day.

mikasa arrived carrying elegantly wrapped packages, her aura exuding determination and grace. placing them gently on the table, she explained, "these symbolize the timeless union jean and i are forging, a blend of tradition and grace."

unveiling intricately embroidered napkins, she described their significance, "for wiping away tears of joy and treasuring shared moments." her gaze briefly drifted, as if glimpsing the future through the window.

sasha returned, the aroma of culinary delights preceding her, but her recounting revealed a delightful indulgence: she had devoured every morsel intended for display, leaving vivid descriptions of the flavors she savored.

mikasa's serene demeanor softened into a faint smile. "the food made quite an impression," she remarked lightly, contrasting sasha's enthusiastic indulgence with her own meticulous preparations, eliciting a gentle chuckle from the room.

sasha grinned sheepishly. "the tastes were irresistible! but rest assured, the wedding spread will be beyond spectacular."

amidst mikasa's elegance and sasha's infectious enthusiasm, the room filled with shared laughter and excitement, each moment weaving itself into the tapestry of preparations for an unforgettable celebration.

armin, connie, and hanje gathered, eager to share their day's adventures.

"the historical archives were incredible," armin exclaimed, his eyes filled with wonder. "the manuscripts and maps... it's astonishing how much history they hold."

connie, brimming with enthusiasm, chimed in, "we hit the local market! hanje got lost in those weird artifacts while bargaining for spices." laughter filled the room as connie mimicked hanje's animated gestures.

hanje, ever curious, added, "those artifacts might unlock ancient secrets! their historical significance is fascinating." with passion in their voice, hanje delved into the details, eager to unravel mysteries.

the room echoed with laughter, intellectual curiosity, and shared camaraderie, each story adding vibrancy to their collective memory of a day filled with diverse adventures.

turning towards Eren, i couldn't help but feel a twinge of frustration bubbling within me. "eren, did you explore anything interesting today?" i asked, hoping for a glimpse into his day.

bis response was disappointingly monotonous. "no, i didn't do anything," he replied flatly, his tone void of enthusiasm.

i couldn't hide my annoyance. "come on, eren! you're all sharing your experiences from today, and you're just saying you did nothing. you must have seen or done something worth mentioning," i urged, my voice tinged with exasperation.