#IM LOCKED INTO THE FIXATION CAGE HELP

[whisunny]

TRISTAMP EP.12 SPOILERS

*stares into the void* trigun.....

[stormikujo]

heyy I wanted to know if you could a scenario where reader sees and also what’s her reaction (manbun) Eren shirtless for the first time.

i usually do modern au for eren considering what’s going on in canon (it would be hard to write in canon universe tbh) so i hope this is fine <3

Eren hissed and grabbed his side, which was throbbing in pain. Another fight, another scar.

His green eyes flickered around, trying to come up with a desperate solution to his current predicament. He pulled his phone out and quickly tapped on your contact. The phone rang a few times before you finally answered, sleep evident in your voice.

“Eren?”

“Can I come over? it’s urgent and no one else is awake.” his jaw clenched at a sudden shot of pain, and he hoped you’d say yes. His house was on the other side of the city, and yours was a block away. There wa shuffling in the back and the quiet click of a lamp turning on, before you spoke again. “Umm.. Sure? What happened?” you said sleepily.

“I’ll be there in a few minutes.” was all the long haired man said before hanging up. You stared at your screen for a second, annoyed that he hung up like that. You shook it off and tried to rub the sleep out of your eyes, but the dull look in them wasn’t going away. Harsh knocks on your door interrupted your hazy thoughts, and you shuffled out of your room and towards the door. After unlocking it, you moved out of the tall mans way. He instantly walked in and headed for your bathroom, without a word. “Hello to you too, asshole.” you mumbled while closing and locking the door once more.

“Do you have a first aid kit?” Eren said from the bathroom, before opening a few cabinets. You sluggishly made your way towards him, mentally kicking yourself for agreeing to this. “Yea, under the sink.” you mumbled, resting your body against the door frame. Eren found the kit and placed it on the counter before turning back towards you. His mouth was open to speak, but words failed him when your eyes met. You were confused at his odd actions, until you looked down and realized you were only in a large t shirt and panties. Your eyes widened, “Im sorry, I didn’t have time.” you turned to leave, quickly going into your room to put on some shorts.

Eren didn’t say anything when you got back, but he didn’t need to voice how he felt, that shit eating smirk did it for him. You cleared your throat in embarrassment, before speaking up. “Why’d you come here anyways?”

He just glared at you for a second, before lifting his shirt over his head and hopping onto the counter. “Can you help me?” he grunted as he sat into the counter. Your throat went dry and you couldn’t help but blush at his blunt attitude, and the fact that he was half naked in front of you. “I... Sure..” you stepped towards him “How did it even happen?” you pointed to the large cut across his ribs. “Fight.” he answered blankly. You nodded, deciding not to press the issue too much.

You opened the first aid kit, and Eren leaned back against the mirror, waiting for you to patch him up. His intense eyes were fixated on you as you gathered supplies. You felt his stare, but didn’t look back up at him. With your head still hung and your hair covering your blushing face, you spoke. “I’m not your personal nurse, Eren. Don’t make this a habit.” you teased, and Eren let out an exaggerated sigh. “No promises, not when the nurse is this cute.” he whispered to himself, throwing his head back to stare at the ceiling.

It felt like you could’ve died right then and there, but you ignored his flirtatious comment. You turned to face him with a cotton ball soaked in alcohol. The large cut was on his right side, along his rib cage and extending towards his toned abs. You sucked in a breath and gave him a small warning that this would probably burn. You placed your hand a few inches above the cut to steady yourself, and keep him from moving too much. The damp cotton made contact with his tan skin, and Eren’s muscles contracted and clenched a bit. You continued cleaning out his cut, trying your best not to hurt him or put too much pressure. He let out a shaky groan and your cheeks heated up at the dirty thought that crossed your mind as he panted slightly.

You wrapped a bandage around his waist, careful not to wrap too tight. Proud of your work, you took a step back to admire the bandaging. You gave him a lazy smile before throwing the bloodied cotton balls in the trash can. The dark haired man hopped off of the counter and looked at himself in the mirror. After washing your hands, Eren grabbed your wrist as you dried them. He pulled you close to him, so close that his lower abs were grazing against your stomach. “Thank you, Y/n” he whispered, bringing your palm to his lips to place a soft kiss on it. You swallowed thickly and looked away. “It’s nothing,” you laughed nervously, pulling your hand away from him. You grabbed his shirt from the floor and held it out for him to put back on. There was no way this situation could be even more flustering.

Eren smirked and grabbed his shirt, slowly sliding it over his head and covering his beautiful body once more. He grabbed his phone off of the tile counter, and walked himself to the door. You followed behind him, unsure of what to say next. He was now standing in the open doorway, about to leave. He leaned down quickly, to place a sneaky kiss on your cheek. He leaned up and shot you a goofy grin before thanking you once more. Your eyes widened, but before you could respond Eren was already gone.