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You sat in the spacious library again, catching up with the pre-reading and lecture notes that you missed as you decided to go visit Eren that night instead of preparing for your seminar, which you had today. It wasn't necessarily a hard task, but the content was extremely heavy and just missing one day felt like you were weeks behind.
Despite forcing yourself to go to the library as you thought it would motivate you to focus, your mind kept thinking about him. It's been a week since you last saw Eren, since you were last surrounded by his space. Yet you still failed to believe that all of that just happened. Eren allowed you to enter his home he allowed you to be there for him. It felt so intimate, despite it probably being nothing to him, but just being there at his home, at his personal space, just felt so special.
Despite that, you were still so agitated that you had no form of contact with him. He still had his Instagram deactivated, making you question how you weren't able to get a hold of his contact after all of that.
Knowing Eren, you never knew when you were gonna see him again and pulling up to his house unannounced made you look like some obsessed girl fanning over a guy who didn't like her, which was so embarrassing.
You rested your back against your chair for a moment, adjusting the crinkled parts of your cropped black t-shirt, which you styled with some low-rise flared True Religion jeans. You tilted your head to the side, resting your cheek against your palm in a daze as the thick frame of your chrome heart glasses pressed against your temple.
All of a sudden, your scenery was blocked, and the first thing you trailed your eyes at was the design on a pair of Billionaire Boys Club jeans. As you trailed your eyes up slowly, you made eye contact with Eren, those familiar olive Green eyes, shaded by his camo-printed Chrome Hearts cap that he wore, were already staring at you.
"I can't see," you spoke, hiding the smile that crept up from your face.
"See what? You looked like you were daydreaming about something. What were you thinking about?"
Eren asked, watching you look down at your MacBook screen as he invited himself to sit in front of you, taking off his backpack in the process as his black adidas sambas brushing past your shoes as he stretched his long legs out.
"You." You admitted truthfully as he leaned forward on his elbows over the wooden table, staring at your face, his striking dark brows, which had his overgrown eyebrows slits and signature piercing, softened, causing you to lean back a little.
"Thought you'd never see me again?" He asked you, knowingly watching you nod your head slightly, the glasses which framed your perfect face slipping down the bridge of your nose.
"You have my socials, right?" He reassured you as you pushed your glasses up against your face again.
"Yeah, but you wanna be deactivating your socials whenever," you uttered.
