brooklyn baby

trente-et-un

Now everyone's attention was on you. How could their son know a stranger?

Eren had dropped his brother and was looking at you and his brother. The confusion was read on his face. He didn't know if two of you were playing a bad joke or if you had met by chance before.

"Do you both know each other?" He asked. It brought you out of your torpor, you who were staring at Zeke's gray eyes.

"Can we go talk somewhere else?" You say in a low low so that Eren's parents don't hear. He frowned. He didn't understand why you wanted to go elsewhere. It's not like you're hiding something. Isn't it?

"Mom, dad, we'll be back right away." Said Zeke to the two adults before taking you and Eren to another room. Being behind him only reinforced your anxiety. Better yet, being next to Eren while being with Zeke was already more distressing.

Once away from the main living room, you all found yourself in a smaller living room.

It was silent. You could probably hear a sewing needle falling on the carpet.

Eren sat on one of the sofas while you settled in the one that was the furthest from everyone and Zeke sat on the middle sofa.

Eren shook hands, waiting for someone to speak. You didn't plan to talk. All this happened suddenly. You didn't have time to prepare yourself mentally for this conversation. And you didn't even know it was going to take place.

"Then" said Zeke, dragging himself on the sofa. "You surely have questions to ask." He looked at his brother, who seemed to have trouble understanding the situation.

"How do you know her name? Not to mention knowing her as a person?" Eren came directly to the question that had been in his mind from the beginning. He looked at you instead of looking at his brother. You avoided his look, that disconcerted air.

"You left for a year. How could you get to know her?" He continued to ask his big brother questions. Eren has never stopped looking at you. You bit your cheek as his look slowly turned into a furious look.

"I met her when she was 18 years old" He says.

"18..." Eren mocked.

"Why do you get angry like that?" You finally spoke when you noticed Eren's egret tone.

"Because I don't understand anything. No one is able to give me a plausible answer."

"Well, if you slowed down the questions and really gave someone time to talk, then we would answer it." You crossed your arms on your chest and lay more on the couch.

"Then answer," said Eren, but not to you. He was looking at Zeke now.

Zeke took a deep breath before raising his hands. "First, I need you to calm down," he told his younger brother. Eren gave him a look.

"I'm calm."

"Ok, then" he began. "Y/n and me,"

"We went out together in the last year of high school." You finished the sentence since everything was going slowly and you desperately wanted to get out of this situation as quickly as possible.

Eren seemed stunned. "In high school. Was that your ,good person, bad time'? Bullshit." He covered his mouth with his hand and kept it to avoid any further overflow.

You looked at Zeke for a fraction of a second before feeling embarrassed. Your ex is a brother with someone you fuck. You don't know what is the most degrading.

"Y/n"

"Please don't talk to me." You say coldly to Zeke. You didn't want to have anything to do with him.