mr. jerk Or mr. charming - E. smith x reader x M. zacharias (modern AU)

Chapter XIV - Maybe next time

Three weeks had passed.
I went to work as per usual, even hanging out with Hanji. Still something was off of me.
I felt some kind of emptiness as neither Mike or Erwin talked to me again.

Two days ago I met Mike on the landing in front of our doors.
It was just weird. He was serious and silent and his eyes felt darker.
I said hi but he just bowed his head and turned around to leave. I didn't dare to call out his name.
I wanted to apologize, I really missed him.
But when I tried to, he was never home, his blinds always shut and the lights always off.

One night, I came home alone, I stayed in the boutique to help some coworkers with a project. I was exhausted but the lace matched the fabric perfectly and that was a pleasant surprise.
As I was climbing up the dark stairs a loud voice scared me.
It was Mike talking loud, almost screaming at the phone. I couldn't make any word out of his yelling.
Maybe he was arguing with someone, but I knew he wouldn't have told me.

I put the key inside and opened the door with a quick twist, darkness welcoming my comeback home.
I was tired, but an empty tired. I didn't want to sleep, nor eat or watch TV.
I looked at my phone, 22:08.
It was just a number but it pushed me to look at the contact list.
...
..
.
The number he called me with stayed there. Maybe it was his phone number but the area code was strange.
I hesitated... I did tell him a lot of my life but he never-

"Maybe if I call him, he can give me some advice to deal with Mike, he'll joke around too... Maybe-"

A lone tear wet my cheek as I tried to keep it together with me.
I felt so lonely without them, my friends, and I couldn't menage to tell any of this to anyone, especially Hanji. Let's not even talk about Levi, that dick still in the area that offers to take me home from work everyday.

I dialed not minding Mike's loud voice coming from the other apartment.

I swallowed saliva as someone picked it up.
"Hello, this is _ private hospital-"
The lady's voice continued as my throat got sore, I hung up without listening any further.

"I must have dialed the wrong number, maybe I misunderstood..."
That was wrong, I didn't type any number, I just pressed the call button and waited.

I looked dead at my phone listening to the silence of my room, Mike's voice went quiet.
The house was still dark as I stood up from the couch and tried to get to my bed. Thoughts of accidents and tragedies ran through my mind wildly.
I got two mixed feelings, one was telling me I was just thinking too much and that nothing was actually up but the other one screamed that nothing was okay.
And now, I wasn't talking just about them, I was thinking of myself, thinking that everything in my life was going wrong, I knew it.
When I tripped with a book that was laying on the floor, fell and hurt my knee, I didn't even bother to get up again.
It stinged like crazy, I had hit something hard and injured my ankle.
I checked my hands in confusion as my sanity slowly slipped off of me.

The door made a thud sound while someone was knocking on it.
And again, and again...
"[Y/N], it's me."
Mike's voice.
I just moaned in surprise.
"It's not even locked, just turn the handle."
The tall man entered and looked around, trying to focus his eyes on me, getting used to the darkness.
He didn't help me, though.

I slowly got up.
"What happened?"
"I just stumbled and fell, nothing serious." I indeed hurt my ankle, falling on the couch again I continued "Why are you here? I thought you would never come again..." My eyes were burning, even though the room was still bathed in darkness, I feared he could see my miserable expression. Mike didn't turn on the light switch and closing the door behind him, he sat down on the other side of the sofa.