Sweet Serial Killer [ Riren ]

FIFTY THREE

FIFTY THREE
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When the time came signaling the end of school, Eren reluctantly left Levi.

His boyfriend offered to come with him to greet Mikasa and walk home, but Eren politely refused, saying that it would cause too much trouble. Mikasa would get suspicious as to why they were hanging out together and as to why Eren was nowhere in sight for half the day, and the questions she was already going to ask would be overwhelming with the new ones provided including Levi.

Hesitantly, Levi complied to his wishes, giving him a quick kiss before departing with him. The kiss had, of course, been done in secret. It filled Eren with as much butterflies as their first kiss, and he loved the feeling.

Now, sluggishly walking outside with his backpack slung over his shoulders, he grimaced upon instantly seeing Mikasa, waiting impatiently for him at the entrance. His chest gave an aching pang, and he wished more than ever to have Armin back at his side. He missed his best friend and wanted him back.

But he was gone, and Eren had to confront the present. Which involved tangling with a furious — no, livid Mikasa, who looked like that at any moment she was going to explode. As her dark, stormy eyes locked onto Eren, they narrowed.

Just like a predator zeroing in on its prey . . . And the roles here were obvious. Eren tried his best not to cower or spin around on his heel to flee as he warily approached Mikasa, who practically had steam oozing from her ears.

"Eren Yeager!" She yelled as soon as he was close enough, attracting the attention of a few nosy passerby. Eren tried to ignore their curious glances as he looked at Mikasa, forcing himself to offer her a sheepish, timid smile. "Y-yeah . . . ?"

"Do you have any idea how worried I was?!" Mikasa shouted, and as Eren studied her some more, he could notice the underlying fear and ultimate relief in her pale features. He let out a light sigh, his frightened expression softening.

"I'm sorry, Mikasa," he apologized, and it was sincere. Though he was not the least bit sorry over ditching to be with Levi, he was sorry over getting his only remaining best friend worried. She didn't deserve to be so terror-stricken.

Not after Armin.

"You should be!" Mikasa snapped, and he noted faintly how her voice gave a crack at the end of her sentence. She truly had been scared for him. The prospect made his heart warm, and he wanted to hug Mikasa then; but he valued his life.

"Explain," she hissed, latching onto his wrist and tugging him forward. They started walking at an extremely fast rate, and Eren had to practically jog to keep up with Mikasa, who gave him no option of ever stopping.

"Well . . . I ditched," Eren told her simply. He didn't think it would be a wise decision in the slightest to tell her he was with Levi, and did it because of Levi. Because by the way Mikasa was looking . . . She resembled some serial killer.

"No duh!" Mikasa snarled, oozing with venom. "Why? You absolute idiot, why?! You can not let your damn education slip down the drain! Ditching is a way to make that happen! You know that! So what the fuck are you thinking?!"

"Honestly," Eren muttered, "I wasn't really thinking at all." It was true. In the spur of the moment with Levi, he hadn't been properly thinking. He didn't care about ditching, and his conscience never wandered towards his friends.

The only thing he thought about was how sweet Levi tasted . . .

"Yes, I gathered that," Mikasa growled. "You better apologize to everyone tomorrow. Even Jean — Jean, Eren, Jean! — was worried about you!" She exclaimed, and Eren nearly tripped over his own feet. "Jean?" He echoed, shocked.

"Yeah! Jean! Because ditching is a stupid thing to do, and no one really expected it from you! You would think you'd have a shred of fucking responsibility!" Mikasa ranted, and Eren ducked his head. If Jean had been worried . . . Wow, he thought.

At least he knew his friends cared for him . . .

"God, Eren, I thought you died. Or were kidnapped. Or got into an accident somewhere no one would be able to find you . . ." Mikasa rambled, and Eren nudged her to gain her attention, to which she turned sharply to look at him.

"Hey," he said with tenderness. "I'm okay. I'm sorry I scared you Mikasa. I really am. It was a shitty thing to do, and I truly am sorry for getting you and everyone else so upset. I just needed a break from everything, you know?"

Exhaling heavily, Mikasa blinked rapidly and glanced up at the sky as if summoning up her inner strength before returning her gaze to Eren. "I know. You could have at least texted me, though. You stupid little shit," she said.

Chuckling, Eren kicked at a rock in their path, watching in satisfaction as it bounced across the pavement. "I deserve that," he stated solemnly, and Mikasa nodded. "You do." She paused slightly before resuming her pace.

This time, it was even quicker. And Eren noticed how they were passing her house. Still, Mikasa did not stop. Eren became concerned. "Mikasa," he began tentatively. "We're uh, we're going right by your place . . . So . . ."

Clicking her tongue, Mikasa grunted flatly, "I know." She turned to look at Eren again, and her eyes turned to furious slits once more. Finally, she stopped completely in her tracks, and her tone dropped down to a deadly whisper.

"What the fuck are those?"

She moved closer to him, keeping his wrist firmly grasped in her hand so he couldn't slip away. Eren's eyes widened as he peeked down at his neck. Shit, he thought. He had propped his collar up in hopes of Mikasa not noticing, but . . . Of course she had to. After all, it was Mikasa. She saw practically everything.

"Are those — oh my God. Those are hickeys!" Mikasa yelled, enraged. "You little fuck! Literally! I can't believe you!" She screamed, whacking him harshly upside the head. "And look at your lips!" She continued, utterly furious.

"They're bruised! Fucking bruised! How did I not notice this earlier?! I let my damn anger cloud my senses, and something as huge as this slipped right past me!" She raged, beginning to tremble out of her madness.

"You are in so much fucking trouble Eren Yeager!" She shouted, yanking him along more forcefully. Eren trailed after her, sighing. What she said next, though, filled him with a sense of imposing dread and made his eyes stretch wide.

"Just wait until I tell your parents."

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(A/N: I decided to update again because I feel like I've been depriving you guys ;-; but I packed some references/puns into this chapter, hopefully you guys caught them. ;) also, WARNING: things are gonna go bad real quick.)