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"ALL GIRLS ARE THE SAME;"
it was a transient thought that floated through Eren Jaeger's mind when your text appeared on his phone late one night. Through his marijuana-induced haze, he couldn't recall your name. However, he decided it wasn't all that important because the simple fact that you texted him meant that he had succeeded in predicting you.
He knew your type; you were the kind of girl who tried so desperately to appear innocent. Like a little angel who could do no wrong, you spent a lot of time shushing the devil that sat on your shoulder. You would do anything to keep up an image of innocence. However, in moments of weakness, that poorly constructed façade betrayed you, revealing tiny glimpses of a girl who was secretly so much more sinful than she wanted everyone else to believe.
Eren's desire to reveal that side of you was shameful. You had unknowingly wandered into his perfectly set trap, and he was eager to entangle you even further. He couldn't even begin to express the need to see that blush blossom across your face again. The way you melted right into his touch, despite knowing that your beloved boyfriend was looking all over for you, had him obsessing over you in a way that was downright embarrassing.
You had been floating around in the back of his mind for the better part of two weeks now, and the memories of the way you looked at him managed to claw their way into his conscious awareness more often than he would like to admit. Focusing on the meaningless tasks of everyday life proved to be difficult when he could still see you before him, smiling at him with enough innocence to convince him that you were a good girl after all.
Well, not quite.
Kirschstein may be naive, but Eren wasn't. He saw the way you looked at him, with that glazed over look in your eyes that screamed touch me! He ruminated on the way your body leaned right into him at the smallest hint of physical contact, and it left him wondering what could've transpired if the two of you weren't interrupted. The signs were subtle, yet so clear. Which is why Eren wouldn't have bothered to slide his number into your phone if he didn't think you were going to end up in his bed at some point or another.
In the back of his mind, he knew it was diabolical to even fantasize about it, but the fact that you were Jean Kirschtein's girl only made the idea of ruining you so much sweeter.
And it just so happened that Eren had an insatiable sweet tooth.
"Damn Jaeger, you gonna stand there with your dick in your hand forever?" Connie Springer's raspy voice over the mic roused the brunette from his thoughts. "I've been watching them kill you while you sit there like a dumbass."
