be my baby ; jk

20.

20 | 𝗡𝗘𝗪𝗦

Just as Eren promised, he picked you up when the clock hit almost 12:45. Making sure you got everything with you, you headed down, out your apartment.

And there he was, sitting laid back on the drivers seat, one hand on the wheel whilst the other one was hanging out the window.

"Finally your slow ass made it."

"Nah, you were just way too early. I wouldn't expect that from you, to be honest," you rolled your eyes, making yourself comfortable in his car.

Somehow, they all got cars that suited them perfectly. Eren's car was the black Lamborghini in matte, with red wheels.

"Excuse me? I'm always early and never late, believe it or not i'm a perfectionist."

"Yeah, I don't believe that."

Earning a scoff and pinched cheek from him, it became silent and only the low music was playing. It was probably Giveon.

"Hey baby?" he spoke up, making you turn your head his way, raising your brow.

"Hm?"

"Did I cause trouble between the two of you? You know... because of what I said."

"Actually, I don't blame you. I should even thank you because you told me. I don't know how'd I react if I'd find out myself," you explained.

"So are you guys on good terms or what?"

"What? You want to steal me from him?" you teased, a slight grin forming your lips at the fact that he's so curious.

"I would already do that if it wasn't for my bro. But he deserves it. He's a good one. Keep him," he explained, which caught you off guard because you didn't expect him to say those things.

"It just... I for real didn't expect that. I mean, yeah okay I don't  know him for that long to say that but, it still wasn't the best feeling hearing that."

"Yeah I totally get that. But ayo... Did you and Mikasa for real?-"

"And I would do it again," you stopped him mid sentence, earning a slight chuckle from him.

"Damn... You guys would be a powerful duo."

"We already are."

"Be honest, did you only do that to get him mad or did you just want to make out with her again?"

You titled your head to the side, raising an eyebrow at him. "Both."

"Shit, okay."

"Bro who would've thought that you'd be my therapist, damn."

"The fuck is that supposed to mean?" he gasped dramatically, but couldn't even keep a straight face.

"You know what I mean," you chuckled, reaching your arm out to rest it on his shoulder.