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020.5, drunk

HI PLEASE READ THIS!!!!

I realized that I probably should have posted this chapter BEFORE chapter 21 LMAOO. 

To put it shortly- this is the continuation of what happened after the closet scene in ch 19 (eren and y/n's first kiss.)  As stated in Ch 20, y/n doesn't remember any of this (will be key in a while)

I wasn't sure if people would want to read it so I didn't publish it at first, but so many people wanted it so I decided to post it :)

enjoy. it's so angsty. 

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EREN - OCTOBER 28th - HALLOWEEN PARTY

I wrap my arm around Y/N's waist as we walk out of the closet- her legs clearly weak and in need of support.

Yeah you dick, you did that to her.

I suppress a smile at the thought as we join the others in the main room, sitting down on the floor beside Armin and Mikasa, who both stared at us like we were ghosts. I simply ignore them, sliding a shot over to Y/N who took is graciously, downing it in seconds before grabbing another. 

"Yall do know that this is seven minutes in heaven right?" Jean says loudly, clearly drunker than he had been before we left. 

I roll my eyes as I crack open another beer. "Yeah dumbass I know." 

"Than why were you guys in there for like fifteen minutes.." Sasha inquires, her head tilting in curiosity as she takes another swig of her drink. 

I smirk as I take a sip of my beer, leaning against the couch behind me. "Maybe we last track of time." I replied nonchalantly, my eyes flicking to Y/N, who was still catching her breath beside me. Her cheeks were flushed, and I can help but feel a little proud of myself. She looks away quickly, pouring herself another shot. 

I reach out to stop her, knowing that she was a lightweight and if she had another sip of alcohol she would be read to pass out - but she shoots me a pointed glare before downing the shot. 

I catch Mikasa narrowing her eyes at me, her protective instincts for Y/N likely kicking in. "Lost track of time? Doing what exactly?"

I try not to laugh as her childlike innocence, simply shooting her a teasing grin instead. "What do you think we were doing, Mikasa?"

Armin jumps in before she even responds in an attempt to diffuse the tension. "Maybe they were talking about something important."

Jean lets out an obnoxiously loud laugh. "Talking, my ass!" He waves around his drink pointing at Y/N and I. "Fifteen fucking minutes? I mean come on Armin. We all know what happens every time Eren takes a girl into a closet."

My smile flatters and the entire room goes dead silent. The soft chattering from upstairs becomes almost deafening in the awkward stillness. I feel Y/N tense beside me before she shrugs my arm off of her shoulder. 

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