Screw the rules - Eren Yeager

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As soon as the door closed behind [Y/N], Eren felt his patience run out. He ran his tongue over his teeth, fists clenched as he looked at Historia, who was still standing in front of him with a petulant expression.

“What the fuck was that, Historia?!” he growled, his voice full of irritation.

The blonde crossed her arms, narrowing her eyes at him.

“What? I just told the truth. That girl clearly wants something from you.”

Eren laughed without humor, running a hand through his hair and pulling it back.

“Are you stupid, or do you just like pretending?” he said with disdain, stepping forward. “S/N doesn’t want anything from me. You know why? Because unlike you, she has her own life and doesn’t need anyone to support her.”

Historia’s eyes widened, offended.

“Eren, how can you talk to me like that?! I’m your—”

“You’re fucking nothing to me!” he cut her off, slamming his hand on the table, making some papers tremble. “You think you can come here, invade my office, and disrespect the mother of my daughter?!”

Historia crossed her arms, huffing.

“You’re really going to defend that woman? After everything?”

Eren narrowed his eyes, feeling his anger rise like a wildfire inside him.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

Historia laughed sarcastically, tossing her hair back.

“You think I don’t know? I saw the way you looked at her. I saw how weird you got when she left. You still feel something for her, don’t you?”

Eren remained silent for a moment, but his expression already said everything.

Historia let out a bitter laugh.

“It’s pathetic, you know? She disappears from your life, hides your daughter from you for years, and now you’re running after her like a little puppy.”

Eren felt his blood boil. He stepped forward, his green eyes blazing with rage.

“You don’t know shit.”

“Don’t I?” She crossed her arms, defiant. “Then tell me, Eren. How did you two reunite? I bet she came back because she needs money. I bet she’s using your daughter as bait to get something.”

By now, Eren was furious. He felt his jaw muscles clench, his breathing heavy as he tried to keep control.

“You’re talking about the mother of my daughter like she’s just some random woman. But let me tell you something, Historia…” He stepped even closer, looking directly into her eyes. “S/N is the strongest woman I’ve ever met. She doesn’t need me, my money, or anything I have to offer. And honestly? I was lucky to have her in my life for as long as I did.”

Historia blinked, surprised by the intensity in his voice.

Eren shook his head, taking a deep breath.

“And you know what else? If I have a chance to get her back, I’ll take it. Because unlike you, who only knows how to be a pain in the ass and stick your nose where it doesn’t belong, she has something you’ll never have.”

Historia frowned, clearly feeling challenged.

“And what would that be?”

Eren gave a sarcastic smile.

“She has my respect.”

The silence in the room was suffocating. Historia opened and closed her mouth a few times, not knowing what to say.