A Broken Act

Act XX

This chapter focused more on their work. The scenes in the movie they're working on were from a plot I created before I decided to write this book.

Enjoy.

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The following days went on smoother and more pleasant than what I had expected. Before the thought of actually enjoying this trip was thrown out of the fucking window when I found out that Eren would be sharing the room with me, but that even made it possible for us to make up. We may not be entirely okay—there were so many gaps to fill and rips to sew between us—but we could stay in the same room without feeling any animosity or being uncomfortable.

Our friendship wasn't exactly the same as it used to before. Eren has always been a tactile person. I always found him touching me in the most innocent and platonic ways, way back before we became lovers. However, I found him still walking on eggshells now, careful and wary not to make me uncomfortable, afraid that I would bolt away. It made me feel relieved, since I was unsure of what my reaction would be, not after keeping myself away from him for years.

One of the most noticeable things that changed between us since we decided to mend our friendship was the amount of time we have been spending with each other. He always made sure to eat every meal with me, hang around with me whenever both of us weren't needed in the set. Every night we would watch some movie that we ended up not paying attention to, busy with talking or making snarky remarks about the film. In short, wherever I am, Eren would surely be there if he can.

At first I thought it would get to my nerves—I am being followed around by another person other than Hange after all—but it didn't. He didn't have Hange's annoying antics which was a relief, so being around him didn't bring me constant headache. We tend to stay quiet, occasionally talk about the things that caught our interest, but silence reigned over us otherwise.

Of course, in the small amount of time that we had been spending together, I noticed the changes in his personality. The bubbly, energetic, always-shitting-rainbows Eren was gone, replaced by a more composed and serious one. His talkative side was replaced by someone who relished in silence. The smile that always adorned his face before could rarely be seen now. It was there every now and then, but it was scarce.

Not only his personality has changed, but his physique changed a lot too. He was much taller than me, reaching past six feet. He worked with the idea of growing out his hair from when we were teens, his hair now reaching his shoulders, but he kept it in a loose ponytail almost all the time. His body filled out well, based on the touches that I sent his way whenever we had a scene.

I didn't want to sound bitter or what, considering that my body was as good as his, but why wasn't I given a little more fucking height? I got stuck in goddamn five foot three with no chances of growing, while Yeager here went past six. If that didn't give me enough right to be fucking salty, then I didn't know what would.

Being friends with Eren meant that I also had to spent some time with his others friends, namely Jean and Mikasa. I wasn't really social so I didn't go out of my way to talk others unless needed be. When Eren insisted that I should go talk with Jean and Mikasa, I went along. I had nothing to lose.

Mikasa and Jean met Eren after I left. They all met in college and had been good friends since then. I noticed that Jean and Eren bickered a lot, but none of it sounded serious enough to start a fight between them. Mikasa informed me that it was a common occurrence so I let it slip. Mikasa and Jean started dating a few days ago and no one beside us knew about it. That's high quality news to be gossiped about, but I didn't really give a damn.