LIGHT SPEED | Eren Jaeger

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021, memory

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"I think we should order takeout." I stared at the pan in front of me, the once golden coloured garlic was now completely charred. 

The smell wafted through the apartment and from the way Eren scrunched up his nose, I knew he wasn't a fan. "Give it another try, I've already cut up all the other stuff." 

"You said the last six times."  

The smell of burnt garlic wafted through the air, causing me to crinkle my nose in disgust. "You know, at this point we should just order take out." I said with a frown, looking over at Eren. It seemed as though his patience had not dwindle one bit, a smile still on his face. 

"Grab a couple more pieces and try again." My frown grows and I turn towards the stove, picking up the pan and walking towards the sink, rinsing it. As I chop up my next burn victims, I sneak a glance at Eren, who's pulling out a couple of mushrooms from the fridge.

 "Who the fuck even liked those?" I ask him, my stomach churning with distaste as I watch him wash the little pieces of fungus. 

 "Everyone who's not five? Don't be such a baby and eat your veggies dumbass." 

I've finished chopping the garlic and the stove seems to be hot enough by this point, so I take my chances and pour in a bit of oil, followed by the garlic and begin to shuffle it around the pan with my spatula, praying that the oil doesn't splatter onto my skin for the millionth time today. By some miracle, the garlic ends up not burning, actually smelling quite nice this time.

"See? That wasn't to hard, was it?" Eren teased, throwing me a triumphant look as he finished chopping up the mushrooms. He comes up beside me and tosses them into the pan, causing me to flinch as they sizzle loudly.

"I swear to fucking god if the oil splashes me one more time-" I start, but Eren cuts me off with a laugh. I narrow my eyes and continue to stir as he slides in the rest of the veggies along we a couple of spices. 

I probed one of the browned mushrooms with my spatula, wrinkling my nose when I realized they were squishy. "Seriously, I don't understand this whole mushroom thing. They're just so weird." 

"You're weird." Eren countered with a grin, grabbing the spatula out of my hand and nudging me to the side. I took that as my invitation to hop onto the counter and watch him cook. "You'll barely even taste them once everything's mixed in." 

I wasn't convinced, but the kitchen smelled less like a disaster now. The golden garlic, the vegetable browning and sizzling just right. I couldn't help but feel a a tiny bit of pride swell up in my chest as I watched it all come together.

Eren put a lid on the pan and lowered the heat. "The meat's gonna take a while to cook at the way through." 

My lips curved into a frown. "If we ordered takeout we would already be watching the movie while eating." 

He rolled his eyes, placing his hands on my waist and pulling me closer to the edge of the counter. I swallowed hard as his scent engulfed me- a mix of cedarwood, faint traces of coffee, and the subtle musk of his cologne. Warm. Familiar. It wrapped around me like a warm hug on a cold day, grounding me in the moment- feeding my desire.

My pulse quickened as I felt his hand skim the bottom of my tank, his fingers trailing the skin on my ribs, the warmth of his breath on the side of my neck. "You good?" the words almost lost in his breath as his lips brushed against my ear. I could picture the grin on his face, knowing that he enjoyed doing this to me. 

Taking a deep breath, I pushed down all my fears and let my desires take control. I placed my hands on his face pulling it close to mine, brushing my lips onto his. "Yeah, just thinking." My tongue sweeps the bottom of his lips and just as he starts to lean in, I pull away, opening my eyes to stare into his blue ones.

My fingers comb through his hair as I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. "And what exactly are you thinking about?" His grip becomes firm on my waist, locking me in place. 

A smirk find it's way onto my lips. "I'm thinking about," I lean in close again, my lips against his cheek. "how much I want you to kiss me." 

"Fuck- you're driving me insane." his words come out as a growl, and before I knew it he has me pushed up against the cabinet behind me and his lips are pressed against mine. It's so much and yet not enough all at once. My whole body is on fire as his tongue forces it's way into my mouth, deepening the kiss with so much hunger and longing that I let out a muffled gasp. 

He's not close enough. It has me clutching the material of his shirt, trying to pull him closer. I can feel the smile on his lips against mine as he grips my hips, pulling me completely off of the counter. My legs instinctively tighten around his waist as he readjust his hands so that they on my ass, holding me up as he walks over to the couch. His lips don't leave mine for a second as he places me down on the couch, my back pressed against the cool leather while he hovers above me. 

His lips leave mine and begin to trail down my neck, his teeth nipping at the soft skin of my collar bone. "Oh god." I let out breathlessly as his hand cups my breast, causing me to arch my back so that I'm closer to him.

I hear him let out a raspy breath as his lips make their way back to mine, kissing me harder as if he's trying to memorize every line and curve of my mouth. Engraving the taste of me into his most precious memories. 

So I do the same. 

I focus on the subtle taste of mint and the cherry flavoured coke that he had earlier today. I focus on the feeling of the scars on his back, my fingers tracing them- committing them to memory. I focus on how loud his heart is beating how his breathing is uneven- how his actions are so aggressive and yet so gentle all at one.

I want to remember everything about him. I never want to forget him. I never want to have to walk away from this feeling.

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Hey baes!

Two updates in ONE DAY??? CRAZYYYYYYY. Anyways enjoy this absolutely dookie chapter :3

- STAR <3