Well, shit...

He wasn't lying. He has abs. In the photo, he's taken a mirror selfie, his grey t-shirt raised slightly, a smirk on his face. I mean, he does workout. But with all the shit he gobbles up, I didn't really expect him to be this... this cut! I mean they were perfectly shaped.

I felt heat rising to my cheeks as I chewed on my bottom lip, unable to think clearly.

What is happening...?

Connie:
like what u see?? ;) hehe

I decide not to reply, locking my phone and placing it back on the table as I continue eating,

"So... who were you texting?"

I look up at Historia who's smirking at me,

"N-no one..." I reply quickly.

She gives me a knowing look,

"Really, it's nothing," I quickly get up and run to the bathroom.

I splash some cold water on my face, staring at my reflection in the mirror,

"What is going on with me? I've known Connie since we were babies... what the fuck is this?" I mutter to myself.

I look to my phone, which was now resting on the sink. Slowly, tentatively, I grab it, opening up the pic from Connie again,

"Fuuuuuckkkkkkkk," I groan, unable to believe what I'm seeing right now.

I might be in a bit of a pickle....

Later that day, I'm hanging in my room. Mikasa's here too, doing assignments. I've barely been able to stop staring at the pic that Connie sent me. It's just... it looks so solid...

Fawkkk, I've gotta get a grip!

"Hey, Mikasa,"

"Mm?" she replies, not taking her eyes off her work,

"What do you think of Eren...?"

She furrows her brows, obviously confused by my random ass question,

"Um, he's fine, I guess? Nice most of the time. Protective. Kinda dumb. Why?"

I shake my head,

"No, like... did you ever find him... I don't know- hot?"

Mikasa visibly cringes,

"The fuck?? He's like my brother,"

"I mean, you guys aren't really related though. You guys grew up together, and you're pretty much siblings, but not by blood,"

She looks at me suspiciously,

"Why....?"

I breathe out an exasperated sigh,

"Humor me, please?"

She closes her laptop, getting out from underneath the covers, and walks over to my bed, lying down next to me,

"I mean, I guess I think he's good looking. Of course, I do. And he's ripped... but I never like, lusted for him or anything,"

I nod,

"Okay..."

"Sasha, what's really going on?"

Without saying a word, I pull up the photo Connie sent me and show it to her, hanging my head,

"What's this- holy shit, that's CONNIE?!" she exclaims, grabbing my phone from me,

"I knowww! I was not expecting that... and I've known him for years!" I groan, burying my face in my hands.

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