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The weeks passed quickly. You and Eren have renewed ties, and your friendship has returned to what it was originally. You made jokes and evaluated the new music that came out recently. The part you feared the most after these weeks was the exams and the holidays.

The holidays themselves were not the problem, but the way you were going to spend them.

It's conflictual.

You were texting Eren while your thoughts were wandering in your head. Your phone was above your face while you were lying on your bed, the screen becoming blurred as you thought of anything other than texting Eren.

Until another message rings.

Do you want to go to the library?

The message got you out of your torpor and you answered with a 'yes' before jumping out of bed and putting away your belongings. It was sunset time and there were necessarily people there because it was exam week and it was near dawn when students expected the library to be empty.

I'll come and pick you up

Was his message, making you leave your keys, and wait in your dormitory until he sends another text telling you that he is outside.

This sensation in your stomach has returned. Palpitations, tightness, tingling, all the sensations of your nervousness. It was a constant feeling that you felt every time you saw, sent a message or talked to Eren.

Your feelings for him only grew while his seemed to be neutral. It made you uncomfortable and scared you. The idea that Eren is with other people did not suit you. Even if you opened your heart to him, what would be his reaction?

You had no idea if it would be positive or negative. The probabilities were not to your liking and so you decided to keep these feelings to yourself as long as they held up.

It's a stupid idea. They would only intensify the more you kept them inside, but you were afraid.

I'm outside

You went out, not forgetting to lock the door, and you went outside to see Eren's shiny black car waiting for you, When sliding inside, the first smell you smelled was its musky scent. His hair was still fixed after his shower, his skin was smooth and healthy after he put on lotion, his smell of deodorant for men filled the car that made your mind believe that you had crossed the doors of paradise.

"Hi, baby." He says with his deep and gruff voice as he leaned towards your seat, placing a chaste kiss on your cheek before falling back into his where one hand was on the gear lever and the other on the black leather steering wheel.

"Hi." You answered him by putting yourself in a comfortable position. The palpitations in your stomach did not stop after he called you baby. The little nicknames he gave always made you shy, but you didn't dare to show it.

You looked at his clothes. These grey sweatpants combined with these white sneakers will be right about you, but as usual, you always ended up wearing similar clothes.

Sweatpants combined with a hoodie and sneakers. You didn't bother to put on jewelry, the same goes for Eren since you saw his bare joints.

"Do you just like to look at me?" Eren added his grain of salt, teasing you slightly while fixing you. You raised your head and looked at him.

"Huh? I wasn't staring at you. I was in my thoughts," You lied between your teeth. "You'd like me to look at you." A sneaky smile was drawn on your face.

"Liar." Eren also turned his head towards you and smiled, exposing his straight and white pearly teeth. You felt the mint chewing gum that he was chewing and you even saw that it was reaching out of his teeth.

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