re connect; eren jaeger

006

Nobody know, I fuck with him on the low

Y/N let out a low groan as she slowly lifted her head from the soft pillow on her bed. Her right hand pushed back the messy tangles of her hair, while her other hand stayed planted on her mattress.

"Bro, are you alive?" Dean's voice rang in her ears as his head poked around her door.

Y/N stared him down, and he backed away from the door. Grabbing her phone, Y/n began to type a certain name into her contacts before clicking the call button. After a few rings, the person on the other said she picked up.

"Hey, Sash." Y/N's voice was groggy.

"Hey Y/n, are you feeling any better?" Sasha spoke softly on the other side of the phone.

A sigh left Y/N's mouth as she began speaking again, "Yeah, I actually wanted to call and apologize again for last night. I was being such a bitch and acted so ungrateful when you were only trying to help."

There was a small laughing sound on the other side of the phone. "It's okay, Y/N. I get it; you were going through some things yesterday. It's understandable."

"Thanks for being so understanding; you know I love you." Y/N's voice slightly softened while talking to the brunette girl.

On the other side of the line, a light laugh was heard: "I love you too, Y/N; don't forget it."

"I won't."

"Good," Sasha paused, "now go take care of the hangover; I know you have one."

"Haha, very funny," Y/N fake laughed.

"You know I'm right," Sasha stated. "I'll see you later, and please actually take care of that hangover." Sasha laughed before hanging up.

Y/N laid back in bed, sighing in relief. Just as she was about to get up to change, Dean peaked into her room again.

"You wanna go get breakfast?" He asked with a tired expression on his face.

Y/N scratched the back of her neck and yawned while speaking, "Lemme get changed real quick."

"Alright, I'll be downstairs." Dean backed away from the door, shutting it on his way to the stairs.

Y/N got up from her bed to look through the closet on the other side of her room. She decided on a pair of grey sweatpants that were clearly a size or two big for her, along with a loose-fitting black shirt that was messily cut along the neckline.

As she walked out of her room, she grabbed her phone and headphones, purposely 'forgetting' her wallet on her bedside table.

When she got downstairs, Dean was waiting for her by the door, scrolling through his phone.

"Finally ready?" He asks, taking his car keys from his pocket.

"Yeah, let's go."

The siblings found themselves sitting inside a local diner in a booth next to a window. Y/N slowly spun her glass of water on the wooden table while contemplating what to order.

"What are you getting?" Y/N asked her older brother as if that would help her make up her mind.

Dean looked up from the menu. "I was thinking French toast; maybe a side of hash browns too."

"There's too many options," Y/N complained, resting her head on her hands.

"Then just order something basic."

Just then a red-headed girl with a warm smile walked to the edge of the table. "Are you two ready to order?" She asked, pulling a notepad from her pocket.

"I'll have the classic French toast and a side of hash browns." Dean smiled a sickly sweet smile at the girl.

"And you?" The red head asked, turning to look at Y/N.

Y/N eyes quickly scanned her menu before saying the first thing she saw, "Could I get a vegetable omelette?"

The waitress let out a soft 'Of course' before walking back to the kitchen.

Now that the stress of choosing was gone, Y/N leaned back into the booth in relief. While she was busy scrolling through her phone, Dean stood from his seat.

"Gotta go to the bathroom; be right back." Dean said while walking away.

Y/N just mumbled a small 'okay' under her breath. She was somewhat hypnotized by her phone and endless doomscrolling when a notification caught her attention.

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