Senior Year [ SNK / EREJEAN ]

Chapter 15

Eren made sure to get out of class early, even taking the time to pack up his things ten minutes before the bell actually rang and thus risking getting yelled at by the teacher. He ended up being the first one out of the door, making his way to the back of the school.

The hallways towards the back contained the elective classes, so they weren't as busy as the academic hallways, fortunately for the brunette. He arrived at the back exit, only to find Jean already standing there, leaning against the adjacent wall and looking like he was ready to explode at any minute.

"What..? How the hell did you manage to get here before I did?" Eren murmured, not knowing exactly what else to say besides that question. Talking to Jean was like attempting to disarm a bomb now, one wrong word and things would go significantly downhill.

"I.. Don't really think that's important right now." Jean grumbled, shuffling on his feet and reaching into his pocket. He pulled out his phone, tapping on the screen a couple of times and then holding it out towards his boyfriend with a look of utter disgust.

"What's this?" Eren's lips pursed into a thin line as his gaze fell across the screen. He scanned it for a moment, soon realizing that it appeared to be a screenshot of a text message conversation between himself and Levi.. From Levi's phone?

to: eren j.
You and Jean were being really loud in the bathroom last night, lol.

from: eren j.
yeah I know haha

from: eren j.
tbh if you want the truth.. I was imagining he was you instead when we were doing it

to: eren j.
Oh really? But I thought you didn't love me anymore? Something about me only using you for sex.

from: eren j.
well my feelings are changing now. i kind of miss your touches

to: eren j.
Kind of?

from: eren j.
yeah guess so
but I miss your kisses too. i miss everything about you honestly
Levi
i kinda really want you back

to: eren j.
If you didn't know, I'm still dating Petra.. Which you probably should know.
And I love her more than anything.
I'm really sorry Eren but I can't return your feelings anymore

from: eren j.
kinda figured you were gonna say that.
it's fine though. really it's whatever.
just forget about it
i just don't know how to explain this to Jean

And that's when the messages stopped.

Eren's eyes were widened. He was in complete disbelief. He didn't do this. He didn't remember texting Levi at all whatsoever the past few days, and if the timestamps were right, the text conversation took place the morning after their little party in the hotel.

But everything was so.. Right. The name he had Levi saved in under his contacts was right, and his own name was likewise right. Not to mention, the texts he supposedly sent in the screenshot did resemble his usual texting patterns.

"Jean, I didn't do this.. That isn't me. I never sent Levi those texts."

The only thing Eren could think of at that moment was maybe Levi faked the conversation or screenshot of some sort, or maybe got another person whom was extremely close to Eren to pose as him in a texting conversation and changed their contact name.

"You know, I knew you were going to say that. 'It's not me.' That's total bullshit, Eren." Jean growled, angrily shoving his phone back into his pocket again and crossing his arms.

"I.. I swear, Jean. I really don't remember texting Levi at all recently. Do you want to check my phone? Here." Eren frantically grabbed his phone and extended it out towards Jean, who only scoffed and shook his head.

"You could've just deleted the conversation. I'm not that dumb." Jean glared at Eren, and the glare made the brunette freeze. Usually, when Jean looked at him, his amber eyes were warm and comforting. This time, they only served to fill Eren with dread. "You don't remember doing it, so you probably did it when you were still drunk or hungover. You don't handle alcohol well, anyway.. You said that yourself."

Eren gulped in sudden realization. Maybe he did text Levi when he was drunk, and somehow deleted the conversation along the way. After all, he didn't really remember anything after having sex with Jean. It was all a blur until he woke up Saturday morning. "If I did happen to do it while drunk, well, I was drunk.. Everyone does or says shitty things that they don't mean while they're drunk." Eren quickly said, finding himself stumbling over his words a bit.

"Yeah, but I think what you said to Levi was going a bit too far. You imagined that it was him instead of me when we fucked? That's pretty damn brutal, Eren." Jean spat out, as if he'd just took a bite out of something disgusting.

"Can you not say it like that? I mean, can you not say 'fucked'? That was our first time and when you say it like that, it makes it seem less special and more of you taking advantage of me while I was drunk."

"Why are you turning me into a criminal here? I didn't take advantage of you. You were the horny one that was begging for it, in case you forgot. Besides, was it really that special, anyway? We did it in some random bathroom in some random hotel, drunk. It wasn't a romantic first time." Jean shook his head, rubbing at his temples in an annoyed manner. "Stop trying to change the subject."

"'Stop trying to change the subject?' What else am I going to say? I'm 100% sure I didn't send any text to Levi that I know of, but nothing I say now is going to convince you otherwise."

"Oh. Oh, so you're not even going to try to defend yourself further? You're not even going to deny the fact that you have returning feelings for Levi? You're just going to deny the texts as a whole? You're basically letting me go here, Eren. It's almost as if you want us to break up."

"I don't fucking have feelings for Levi! How can I still have feelings for someone who only dated me so they could have sex with me whenever they wanted to? That's why I'm saying that Levi probably faked those texts. I don't know how else I can convince you that I don't have feelings for him, I really don't." Eren let out a sigh, his face flushed red from his anger and disparity. He wiped his sweaty palms on his pants, clenching his hands into tense fists afterwards. "If you don't believe me, then you can just.. leave. Obviously you don't trust me nearly enough for us to have a good, lasting relationship."

At those words, Jean's face fell.