Chapter 11

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Eren's phone rang. He grabbed his pillow and covered his ears. "Five more minutes." He grumbled, turning away from his night stand.

Ring. Ring. Ring...

Sun light shined into the room. Eren forgot to close the curtains. Already Eren's morning was off to a bad start. His head felt like it was pounding and the heat in his room was almost unbearable. The phone stopped ringing and Eren sighed in relief. Finally, silence at last. He could deal with the curtain problems by just turning the other direction. Eren felt at peace.

Ring. Ring. Ring...

"Arghhh!" Eren threw his pillow aside and grabbed his phone from the nightstand. His eyebrows knitted together and grumbled as he answered his phone. "What do you want Mikasa." He growled into the phone.

"Well good afternoon to you too."

"Huh? What time is it?"

"It's 1 pm, I felt generous today."

"You certainly wer---"

"By the way, Marco called."

"Ah, so that's why you were so generous."

"Would you like to explain?"

The line went silent. Yes, because Eren would just love to explain how him and his friends got in trouble at the bar after work. Mikasa sighed, "You know what? You're up, now, go take a shower and take care of yourself today. Can you do that for me?"

"Yeah okay. Bye Mikasa."

"Bye Eren, I'll be home on Tuesday. Love ya."

"Love you too."

They hung up and Eren placed his phone aside. He stretched out his arms and rolled out of bed and walked over to the mirror on his wall. In his room pictures and drawings hung on his wall. He looked back at his shelf were framed pictures of him, Mikasa, and Armin as children along with pictures of him and Kalura. Eren smiled at the pictures and glanced back at the mirror.

Sweat dripped from his hair. Ew, he should take a shower. The only thing he could wear around the house that he wouldn't make him sweat like a pig was boxers. Old, faded boxers that he's had ever since he finished high school. He never did expect it to be so hot in Trost during the summer.

Eren walked through the empty quiet house to get to the washroom. He stripped and stepped into the shower. Thoughts washed over his mind like no tomorrow. He always has the same thoughts.

Why did he leave.

Why does he hate me.

Did he ever love me.

When will I see you again.

His blood boiled, he didn't notice the water getting cold. After his shower he proceeded to go through his morning routine. Scratch that. He filled up a spray bottle filled with cold water and sat on the couch with his towel still wrapped around his waist.

After fifteen minutes of staring off into space someone started to rapidly knock on the door. "EREN LET ME IN!" Boomed a voice.

Reiner.

Eren soon realized that he forgot to lock the door. "MAN GUESS WHA--- oh." Reiner looked down at Eren who now stood in front of him, holing onto his towel and bowed his head in embarrassment.

"Look Eren, I know we're good friends but I have a lovely boyfriend back at home, and also I brought Jesus along so... If you wanna be kinky then do it with freckles."

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