warning: semi-smut but very disappointing
Why did I agree to come here? Y/N thought to herself. Of course, she thought she knew the answer. She needed to see more of Eren to make sure he was okay, but her head was swimming from alcohol and Eren's intoxicating scent. Any motivation that she claimed to have for giving in to his request couldn't justify the current position she was in.
Pressed in between the wall and Eren's warm chest, there was no escaping the tension between the two. The music blasting outside of the room only amplified their emotions.
"We'll get caught," Y/N whispered glancing down at her feet. Eren grabbed the side of her face and tilted her head back up.
"We'll be fine," His breath fanned across Y/N's face slowly. She took in a deep breath to inhale his minty, but sweet scent.
Y/N would be lying to herself if she claimed she didn't at least want to kiss Eren, but what if she regretted it later?
Eren noticed her hesitation and spoke, "You're thinking too hard," He brushed the tip of his nose along her own, "kiss me." His voice was soft yet demanding.
Talking was becoming excessively harder for him because of the way Y/N's breast would brush against his chest as she breathed. As the seconds passed he could feel himself getting slightly desperate for her. He never thought he could be this powerless against a girl; he'd never had that issue before.
Y/N pushed herself onto her tiptoes and brushed her lips against his. She parted her lips slightly to invite his tongue in. He let out a relieved sigh at the taste of her mouth.
Eren gently placed his hands at both of her thighs and she jumped into his arms. They gave each other a small, knowing smile before leaning back into each other. Both of them could tell they missed each other even if no words were exchanged.
Eren laid Y/N gently on the bed without breaking their kiss. His hand trailed softly down her stomach before pressing gently on her through her panties. Y/N broke the kiss and let out a soft moan. He started to place wet kisses along her jaw.
"Eren, there are condoms in that nightstand," Y/N's voice was low and shaky as if all of her uncertainty about what was happening was coming out through her throat.
He kept rubbing his hand over her, not thinking about her comment at all before bringing his lips back to hers.
"HEY!" The lights clicked on, making them jump away from each other.
Eren used his body to cover Y/N in her compromised position, "What the hell is wrong with you? Find another room."
"This is my room."
Y/N stood slowly, pushing Eren forward slightly and stepping from behind him. Jean stood against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest.
Usually, he wouldn't care if people used his room for sex, he would only make a mental note to change his sheets later. When he and Y/N looked at each other, his eyes didn't soften at all.
"Look let's just go," Y/N whispered, putting her hand on Eren's arm to calm him down.
"Y/N, you stay, he goes," Jean walked further into his room.
"W—" Eren took a step towards Jean before Y/N interrupted.
"Okay." Was all she said.
Jean had an issue with jealously when it came to Y/N, and it was never something she'd thought about until now. Most of the time, he'd only be overly interested in whoever Y/N was seeing, so it was odd to see him actually angry over Eren. The only explanation was the fact that he was absolutely wasted.
It took a lot of gentle encouragement from Y/N for Eren to leave the room. Jean's gaze only softened when he was finally gone.
"Is there something you wanted to talk to me about?" Y/N asked. She couldn't hide the slight irritation in her voice.
Her head was absolutely not going to be in this conversation. She was pretty drunk herself and the taste of Eren lingered in her mouth and her thoughts. Although, she didn't know if she should be grateful to Jean for interrupting or not.
"I'm sorry, I..." Jean took in a deep breath before continuing, "I just thought you came in here to talk to him since you guys have been with each other all night, not fuck."
"That doesn't explain why you came in here like that."
"I said I was sorry, alright? I don't want people in my room tonight, even if it is you." Jean turned and walked out of his room, leaving Y/N confused.
What does "...even if it is you." mean? She pulled her dress farther down her legs and exited the room.
Eren was standing against the wall with some of his hair draped over his face. The look on his face was mostly indescribable aside from a faint spark of anger in his blue-green eyes.
He turned towards Y/N and asked, "Do I need to beat his ass?"
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"No, I'm so serious!" Eren laughed so loudly, Y/N had to place her hand on his arm to quiet him while struggling to catch her own breath. "He literally fainted at the sight of the damn ocean!"
"There's no way," Y/N giggled. "Aw, now I miss Armin."
"When he gets a break from whatever smarty-pants school he's going to, I'll tell him to come down for a visit." Eren sighed, closing his eyes, "Aren't you cold?"
"I've definitely been warmer," Y/N focused on the stars in the sky.
They left the party about thirty minutes ago at Eren's request. It all felt a little too rushed for Y/N, but the feelings she was experiencing all felt comfortingly familiar.
The chilly air would've provided an equally chilly atmosphere if they weren't trapped in their own bubble of unspoken apologies, unconfessed feelings, and emotions. The sky looked unusually clear as they laid down on a random patch of grass in the middle of campus.
"What time do you have to be home?"
Y/N chuckled, "I'm a fully grown adult, Eren. I live on campus."
"Seriously?" He asked, turning his head towards her, "You're telling me those prison wardens let you out of that house?"
Y/N nudged him playfully with her elbow, "Don't talk about my prison wardens like that."
Eren's eyes stayed trained on her face as she took in the stars. He was realizing what he'd already suspected; he missed her so much it was painful. It was easy to understand at this moment because they weren't focused on watching what they were saying and Y/N wasn't doubting his motives. Eren desperately wanted to ask her if she wanted him - all of him - back, but the moment wasn't right.
He still wanted to know everything about her. She seemed so different than when she last loved him. She was more confident, a lot more social, and seemed to have a steady grasp on who she was and who she wanted to be. Somethings were the same, though, like her inability to take anything at face value. Earlier at the cafe, he could tell his confession left her with more questions than anything.
"What did you decide to major in?" Y/N asked, interrupting his thoughts. She was propped on her elbow now looking directly at him, it was enough to make him blush slightly.
"Undecided, you?"
"General Studies," Y/N's smile widened at Eren's confused expression, "Honestly it's one of the only majors that didn't seem so stifling to me. I don't think I'd even be in college if it were up to me, but there's a pretty wide range of jobs you can get with it so..."
"So drop out," Eren sat up quickly and smiled down at Y/N with a mischievous look in his eyes.
"I'm sure you're expecting me to say 'hell yeah!' but I'm pretty sober now, buddy."
"I'm dead serious, Y/N. there's no point in wasting all this money." He beamed excitedly gesturing to the campus buildings surrounding them. "Say hell yeah!"
Y/N giggled nervously, "Hell yeah..."
"More excitement! Hell yeah!"
"Hell yeah!" Y/N was sitting up now, too.
I've missed her smiles. "One more time, HELL YEAH!"
"HELL YEAH!" He's fucking adorable, this sucks.
Eren pulled Y/N on top of him and the pair laughed without a care in the world. They were so loud, their shouts were almost echoing throughout every corner of the campus. "That's my girl," he whispered when he'd calmed down.
"Eren..."
"Just kiss me."
honestly after what i've seen of season 4 of AOT, i just needed to write my version of Eren having fun.
~ ollie