Better Off This Way: Eren Jaeger x Reader [MODERN]

~Chapter 11~

"I would die a thousand times, just to see you smile once. That's how much your smile lights up a room." Hideki said to Yuka. They were my two favourite characters in the anime I was currently watching, my cheeks and neck were drenched with tears, that's how intense their love was.
Sure, it was a relatively unknown, contemporary yet edgy anime. An experimental work in progress by some poorly recognized writer and animator, but his passion was larger than his entertainment value was.
My small laptop screen did not do this masterpiece justice, but I absorbed nonetheless.
Suddenly, in my deep subconscious I sensed danger. Somehow, deep within my ear drum I heard clicks from the front door as though someone was trying to pick their way in.
I then heard the door fling open.
Leo jumped from my bed, standing at the door wanting to charge head first at whatever the noise may have been.
Eren wasn't due back for another hour... Oh god, what do I do? This is clearly an intruder..
Oh jeez... What would Hideki do?... FIGHT.
A weapon... I need a weapon. The novelty nunchucks I bought from Otafest a few years ago... Levi took me.. Wow... that was such an awesome time. I got to meet Yuki Kaji. What an intellectual heart throb... Ugh, so cool... Wait. Intruder, Focus [Y/N], focus!
I ripped through my cluttered closet floor in search of the weapon.
THERE THEY ARE!
If ever there was a time to man up, it was now.
I sprinted out of my room, towards the front door near the kitchen. Ready to lunge at my opponent, with fearless endeavour.
I emerged stealthily into the kitchen, like a wolf about to lunge it's canines into a helpless lamb only to find, that there was indeed someone in my house.
They were bent over, clearly to gather their malevolent tools to torture what they assumed was nothing more than a helpless victim, but they were sorely mistaken.
I charged, my nunchucks swinging towards them.
To my immediate shock, the chain between the two handles was suddenly severed by a slick unexpected strike of a blade.
"What the fuck dude?" Mikasa looked at me purely unimpressed, her arm extended steadily grasping her intimidating army knife.
"What? The fuck? Why are you here? I thought you were an intruder." I placed my hand over my heart in relief.
"You do realize these were novelty nunchucks, right?" Mikasa raised an eyebrow.
"With enough charged force behind them, they would have delivered a measurable blunt to your skull." I said cooly.
"Whatever wall girl." She laughed affectionately.
"Anyways, you almost ready? We're actually meeting Eren"
"Wait- I thought I had like an hour to get ready." I say with confusion.
"Wait- you're not going out in this?" She questioned.
I look down at my attire which were baggy grey drawstring shorts and a band shirt.
"Why would you assume these are my going out clothes?" I raise my eyebrow.
"Pft. I can never tell whether it's a statement or not with you dude." She replied.
"So, we have to get ready still?" I ask.
"Uh, we? Just for that, tonight you're my personal Barbie doll." She retorts.
"What have I done to deserve this eternal damnation?" I yell to the sky.
"That's what happens when you leave shit until the last minute." She grumbled, storming into my room.
I walk into my room noticing Mikasa pulling clothes out of my closet.
"Those were perfectly arranged in colours of white, dark white, light grey, medium grey, medium dark grey, medium grey black, medium black, black and my colours are tucked neatly on a tray over there!" I say in a distraught tone.
"Okay, you gotta bring your A game today. Show me something hard core." Mikasa nudged her head towards my clothes.
"Okay. I got this." I smirked.
I reached into my closet.
"This here, is the devils seed itself." I say, showing her the outfit picked. There was a zombified hello kitty logo on top of this black Peter Pan collar shirt, the sleeves were made of fishnet, paired with a knee high black skirt, and fishnet stockings paired with shin length black socks.
"This? Really?"
"What? There's a dead cat on it." I mumble.
"No no no no no." She protests.
"You don't like it?"
"Not even a little. You know what?" She begins.
"What?" I reply.
"I got this." Mikasa said ambitiously.