#eren yaeger headcanons

[sherewrytes]

Ex boyfriend Eren

Eren hated how you two broke up. His life wasn't put together as it was when you guys met. He knew from the start you were gonna be his wife some day. He suddenly couldn't stand how his life looked anymore. You showed him what true love felt like but also true heart break

"I'm not doing this anymore Eren lose my number"

He thought this was like your usual disagreements, he thought you would reach back out and you would both talk and fix things. He saw 1 day pass then 3 not a single message. He held on to his pride, his ego not realizing you were gone. He texted you a simple Good night. he was left on read.

He found himself replaying the last conversation (argument) you had with you. He could hear the words he said "You don't believe in me, so you can't do this for me yn. I said I'll pay it back. Im organising shit so I can be stable and you don't gotta worry about shit"

Thinking back he should have handled it better, understanding that it was a sore spot to ask you take on that burden even though he knew in his heart he would pull through and not leave you with the burden of paying that shit back for him. He's not that kinda man. You know it and he does to.

He understood that men fucked you over,played you damn he even kinew your dad aint shit. He wanted you to trust him but he lashed out now you're gone.

You dumped his christmas gifts on his front porch. He saw the watch he wanted along with the chain he wanted. It made him feel sick. Eren found himself smoking again, trying to numb the pain he caused. You didn't even say no, you said we will talk more when the time comes, but he kept pushing you on it. The last voice note he sent was him saying

"I told you I'll have everything covered when the time comes. You're comparing me to people from your past. Im not that kinda guy yn. You don't believe in me, I know you don't, I will do it on my own"

He saw when you responded, he ignored it, he saw when you deleted the voice note completely and he hasn't heard from you other than ending things.

He hated having regrets in his life. You did soo much for him. more than anyone but all he saw was himself in that moment and it cost him everything.

Eren then said to himself. maybe another smoke might numb the pain.

[lixiemissexotic]

would jump for joy if you wrote more Eren x small tittie reader🤧🤧🤧🤧

𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐱 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐩𝐭.𝐭𝐰𝗼

eren is a very touchy boyfriend, he craves skin to skin like his life depends on it. he’s also a fan of doing nice things for his girl so 1+1= massages from eren. tbh he does it more for himself, he loves how pretty your tits look oiled up and how fucking nice the feel against his hands. these massages are so sensual, the way he pinches your nipples whenever you start getting drowsy and also how he applies just the right amount of pressure.

he loves, loves, loves when you experiment with outfits specifically lingerie. he loves when you wear those sexy lace fenty bralettes as tops. he also adores you in low cut dresses. eren never says no when you ask him to tag along on your shopping trips, he always makes you model lingerie in the changing rooms just for him.

he has made quite the habit of chewing on ice then licking your nipples, he loves watching them harden under his touch it’s so sexy. also your apartment is freezing cold just so eren gets to see your nips poke out everytime you’re walking around the place.

loves doing little intimate things with you just to remind you how much he adores you. he loves taking nice warm baths with you. he lights candles, puts roses and your scented bath bombs in the run along with a bottle of wine for the two of you to enjoy. he has you sitter between this legs as he gently washes your body and leaves lingering kisses along your neck and collarbone.

you finally agreed to let eren put whipped cream on your boobs with chocolate syrup after he’s been begging you to let him for almost an entire week. AND BOY DID Y’ALL HAVE A TIME. it’s almost like he was in a trance to lost to focus on anything other than you. his mouth sucks at your sensitive skin while his fingers were deep inside you leaving you a moaning mess under him.

i hope you liked it ❤️

© 2024 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝗼 𝐥𝐢𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐠𝗼𝐝. 𝐂𝗼𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝗼𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝗼𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝗼𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝗼𝐧 𝗼𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝗼𝐫𝗺𝐬.

[slxtslovebambi]

Eren loves when you look up at him with you’re cute red eyes.

The way you mutter your words cause talking properly is just so exhausting makes him smile to himself.

He carefully places the tip of the Joint between your lips as he watches you inhale.

You just look to damn pretty like this.

He wishes all these stupid boys that been hitting on you could see the way that you look at him.

"You want another hit baby?" He whispers in you ear. You just shake your head as you rest your head against his chest while his free hand is drawing small circles on your lower back.

His "precious girlfriend with the pretty face" is what his mom called you after your first dinner with his family, and she’s right… you really are a special girl to him.

Haven’t posted in a while but found this in my notes lmao

For the jean girlies <3

[satorusdiary]

Sorrows

Plug!Eren x reader

Warnings: Cheating, Angst, arguing, crying, breaking up

Summary: Eren ends up missing your 2nd year anniversary. Not even a full day goes by and you find out he was cheating on you. :(

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Today was a bummer. You’re sitting on your shared bed, letting your tears freely fall from your eyes and onto your dress. A blank expression was written all over your face.

Your phone was laying on the sheets, a photo from a. random number of her naked, with a guy. Not just any guy, your boyfriend. Eren Jaeger. He was on top of her, it’s sick enough for her to be taking such a photo during sex but for her to send it to you? Fucking disgusting.

You always had a strong front, able to take the hardest things well. But this? You just couldn’t handle it. Here you were dressing all pretty, for your boyfriend since it was your guys 2nd year anniversary, and there he was freely cheating on you with his Clients.

A few bags were packed, they were by your feet as you waited for a friend to pick you up from the one place you called home. The one place you expected having a family in, the one place you planned on spending your forever in with the love of your life.

With a sore throat from all the sobbing, it was immensely dry. Too dry for your liking. Which forced you to sit up from the bed, and head tot he kitchen to get a cup of water.

While your drinking your water the front door near the living room opens, making you stop drinking to put down the cup. But you never turned around.

Eren was confused, you hand not greeted him like you usually would when he comes home. It would always be with a soft smile, or with tones of energy which made his day get way better.

“Baby?” He called out into the empty house. Or he thought it was empty until he entered the kitchen. And there you were, your back facing him with you staring out the window.

A smile appears on his face as he looks at you all dressed so pretty, like an angel. He thinks that you’re attending a party, he waits for you to invite him along just so he’d have another fun night with you by his side. Per usual.

He wraps his arms around your waist and snuggles into your freshly curled hair. Making you flinch. It leaves him more confused.

He lifts his head to look at you, heart dropping when he looks at your tear stained face. Instantly, he turns you around to look at him, his heart breaking even more when your bottom lip quivers. Before he could say anything, three words spill from your lips making him question if he wants to cry and scream.

“Let’s break up.”

Your words were quiet, coming out hoarse as you rub your eyes with your free hand. More tears threatening to come out while you couldn’t even look at Eren in the eyes.

He hold around you tightens, and he shakes you once making you look at his broken face. Assuming from the news you had just told him.

“Wh-What? What do’ya mean you wanna break up?!” Eren exclaims, holding two of your hands to look down on it and kiss it. That’s when his orbs land on your promise ring, the promise ring he had put on your ring finger 1 year from today. Then it hits him.

Todays your anniversary. Not just that, but two years!

Erens world falls apart infront of him at this second. You shook your head not wanting to repeat the three words you never thought you’d say in a billion years.

“Ma, wait. Let’s talk about this real quick, don’t just drop the question of me without an explanation.” Eren smiles, grabbing your wrist lightly. Careful not to hurt you.

You don’t smile back, in fact. You push him away. The look on your face instead was a broken expression. Tears falling down your cheeks as you try calming your breathing. It’s hard not letting out a sob, but you don’t want to break infront of him completely. Not now, not ever.

You turn on your heel and make your way towards the bedroom, sobs begging to be released as you feel Eren right behind your trail.

The sight in your bedroom makes him want to throw up, the sight of your bag packed and your closet emptied. Your side of the bed and night stand not having the lovely photos any more.

“y/n, you can’t just leave me because i missed our anniversary! You have to fucking talk this shit out with me too!” Eren cries out, making your cheeks heat up in anger. Your whole chest burning with hurt and anger aswell.

You turn to your bed and get your phone, immediately unlocking it to pull up the photo you had received a few hours ago. When Eren wasn’t home. You showed the screen to Eren and threw the phone at him.

“It’s not just that! You’re cheating on me with your clients you fucking bitch!” A sob gets out as you yell at him. You fall behind you and land on your bed, on your bottom. Tears freaking falling out as you hide your sobbing face into your hands.

Eren looks at the screen in horror. The guilty, heart wrenching feeling continues inside his body. He frowns and keeps his head low, the sounds of your cries breaking his heart even more.

Whn you bring your head up, a tearful smile comes onto your features. Though he loved your smiles, this smile just screamed that he fucked up. A smile that Eren wanted to kiss away, but he stayed frozen on the spot. Not knowing if he should comfort you.

The tears freely trickle down your cheeks. It was a painful silence, loud enough for you to hear your own heart breaking.

“Eren, how could you!” You point a finger at him and push him back, outside the room. “What does she have that i don’t? Why am i not enough for you?!” You cried out, knees threatening to buckle as you continued sobbing.

“Nothing.” He states, a panicked desperate tone lacing his voice as he spoke. “She meant nothing Y/N, you’re my everything please!” Eren begged. Eyes getting glossy as he never felt this feeling before.

Eren was never one to beg, but at that moment he begged every god around him to not take you. To forgive him for all the sins he’s committed, and all the times he fucked both of you up. To give him another chance.

To make you give him One more Chance.

Tears began blurring up Erens vision. He never cried, Eren never cried.

“no, no, no. Baby, please. y/n, it’s not like that!” He takes steps towards you, which you seem to notice but you don’t move. Your frozen on the spot, sniffling continuously.

Your heart aches when he begs. How he wraps his arms around you and sobs into your neck, his heart hurts even more whne you don’t hug him back. You felt so cold.

“Please, y/n! D-Don’t leave, ‘m so fucking sorry! I don’t deserve you, love, please!” He continues to beg.

“I love you—“ Eren croaks out. You sniffled more and wiped your tears, removing himself from you as your run into the room to get your bags. Eren hot on your trail as he continues to cry and beg, his whole future was leaving infront of him.

“No you don’t, dont fucking say that ‘cause you stopped loving me when you decided to cheat on me!” The frown on his face growing, all he wanted to do was kiss you and hug you. Seek for your warmth. But that’s something he couldn’t do anymore.

He doesn’t want to lose you. All those hours of pillow talk, all the years you’ve spent together. All the history you have together, he regrets just letting it go like that, because he couldn’t resist his own client. His ex.

“Please, Please i’m so sorry. Stay! I’ll be better mama, i swear! Don’t go..” He stutters. The heartbreak, and sobs that wanna be released clog his throat.

You ignore him and walk around him as quick as possible. When was it so hard to go past the door to leave your home? Or the place you once called home.

You stop when he hugs you, tight. His head on your head, making you feel wet tears fall onto your shoulders.

“Stay. Please.” He begs.

You shake your head and push him away, as far as you could and unlock the door.

“I’ll love you forever, Ren. See you soon.” A sad, tearful smile enhances your features. Making Eren sob out as you ran out the house to get in your friends car. The door was slightly opened but he didn’t care, his loud cries were let go then and there.

“I’m so sorry angel, i love you s’much. So sorry for not being able to keep you to say with me.” He says to no one in particular. The one person he wanted to say that was now gone, and he didn’t know how to deal with that fact.

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Author’s note: This was hella rushed.. sorry if it’s bad guys😓

[sanjisboyfie]

eren first meeting his roommate

aka ; eren yeager having a gay awakening <3

-> might be a series? idk i love roommate eren a lot so probably will be a series LMFAO also also there's really no obvious romance here, it's just silent admiration and crushes

also eren is very much puppy-like and high energy in this one hashtag sorry if u love emo eren, he will NOT be emo here!!! hashtag no regrets.

eren yeager x male reader

— eren was dead broke. his ass definitely did not have enough money for either dorming on campus or off campus, but off campus was the cheaper option. and since he went to a college so far away from home, it would be too big of a hassle to commute. so him and his parents compromised by giving him an "allowance" every month, which would basically pay for a third of rent. but that meant he had to use his own money to pay the next third, then find someone else to pay the final third. ( 1/3 being paid by his parents, 1/3 being paid by him, 1/3 being paid by a lifesavior roommate, aka you!!!!!)

— it was very odd to see eren, who on first impressions seemed like an intimidating individual, sit you down at the empty kitchen table and beg you, literally beg you with his hands in praying form, to room with him. he was very, very obviously desperate to find someone else to live with.

"please, i will be good - i've heard from all my friends i'm a great person to live with, my mouth will vouch (he is a terrible person to live with, but if he has to do more household chores in order to get a roommate he will). i will let you speak to my own mother and father, they will vouch and say-"

"i believe you, eren, why are you crying?"

"PLEASE LIVE WITH ME!!!"

that's an exaggeration of what happened...he didn't actually start crying, but his begging was insistent and borderline pathetic.

— in the end, you agreed !!! paying 1/3 of rent was better than paying 1/2 + the place wasn't in a terrible location, it was close to school, and was a pretty good size for two bedrooms. since eren was already settled in, he helped you move in. and that was when you were given a free GUN SHOW because damn was this man working hard in lifting your many boxes of belongings. it was almost like he wore a tight shirt on purpose, just to show off. he very adamanently told you that you didn't need to hire movers and he'd do all the heavy lifting, along with muttering about how they were "scammers" with how much they charged.

"eren, i can lift some of these-"

"no, please, consider this my thanks for moving in with me," eren grunted, holding a huge box of your clothes with relative ease. he was sweating, but that was because this was probably the third box of heavy stuff he had to carry from the car to the building.

he was wearing a beige shirt that hugged his muscular form, emphasizing every single ripple underneath the fabric. and as you two stood in the elevator (thank god the building had an elevator or else eren would have had to carry all the boxes up three flights of stairs), the only sound in the metallic box was eren's heavy breathing.

his muscular chest (boobs) were moving up and down as he tried catching his breath, his hands lifting to wipe the sweat off of his forehead with the collar of his shirt.

your eyes watched each of his movements carefully before you snapped out of it with the dinging of the elevator to tell you you were on your floor. you got out of elevator first, holding your arm to the door to prevent it from closing on him.

he shot you a smile in thanks before proceeding to easily lift up the box (it was at least over 50 pounds, mind you) and walk ahead to the room.

what you didn't know was that eren's cheeks were burning red as he had felt your stare on him earlier and it made him feel shy. you didn't have to know that he was purposely flexing harder with each cardboard box he had to lift. it was his own subtly way of trying to impress you, anyway.

it was flustering to know that it was somewhat working.

— after all the boxes were situated inside of the small apartment, he went to put all of your utilities away, like your own set of utensils, plates that you bought to share, and a couple of mugs. meanwhile, you went to your room to personalize and unpack all of your clothing. as eren was occupied working in the kitche, he felt himself smiling to himself as he carefull put away any of your belongings in the shelves. he felt himself laughing at one of your comedic mugs, a ceramic figure that took the shape of a chubby cat. the tail of the animal curved into being the handle and a funny expression was painted onto the cat's face.

"what's so funny, yeager?" you challenged, stretching your hands above head, "you think my mugs are funny?"

eren laughed, putting it away intot he cupboard and turning to look at you, "i think they're cute, they're also fitting,"

you made a face of uncertainty, which only made eren's grin go wider, "alright, you'll see."

"i'll see what?"

"you'll see — when i get you your own mug, you'll learn to appreciate it more,"

"oh, god, please don't." eren said, leaning against the counter on his elbow and staring at you, who were sitting on the other side, "for your first night here, you want me to treat us to take out? the chinese place down the road is really good,"

he watched your expression carefully. wordlessly, you walked around the counter and to the fridge. once you opened it, it took you a total of three seconds before you looked back at eren with a grimace.

"the only thing in here is ketchup and mayo..."

"those are the condiments i use to eat my fast food with," eren shrugged, making you only become more flabbergasted. "what??"

"oh my god, let's finish unpacking later, we need to go buy groceries,"

"but you didn't answer my question on dinner?"

"i'll make dinner — you save more money buying groceries and making meals out of them instead of buying takeout everynight, eren," you lectured, making him tilt his head in thought. he supposed you were right, so he didn't argue against going grocery shopping.

as you announced you were just going to change quickly, he then thought about it for a second longer. then a blush fell on his face as he imagined you at the kitchen, cooking a meal for just him and you.

god, was he really developing a crush on his roommate that just moved in?

— the grocery shopping turned unserious very fast. bring eren to any public environment and he won't be able to stay on track for a second. you didn't really know eren that well (it sounds silly to say that considering you are now living with him, but prior to agreeing to be his roommate, he really was just a stranger to you), so to see his more childish side bleeding through his cold exterior was a good change of pace. he was a very goofy guy, making funny faces at babies with the intent of making them cry, and would easily get distracted. he had tried dragging you off to the pokemon card wall several times when all you needed were groceries.

"did you see the way its face scrunched up?" he grinned in excitement before focusing on mimicking the expression a baby he tormented made. you laughed at the face he was making before smacking his shoulders.

"be nicer! they're just babies, eren," you softly scolded, weak chuckles escaping from you.

"just babies that make funny faces," eren laughed, switching from standing at your left side to your right side repeatedly as you stood in front of the produce section, "what even are you going to make tonight?"

"hm, how about pasta? you like pasta?" eren nodded his head in affirmation, "i was just going to buy some staple fruits and vegetables too, though, in case we get hungry for snacks,"

"snacks? i can run to the chips section too then! what chips do you want?" eren said, very excited to go to his second favorite section of the store (the junk food aisles).

"just get me a bag of f/c," you requested politely, making him nod like an eager puppy and run off.

you finished going down the list of basic ingrediants for a white sauce pasta, while also grabbing anything that you could use for other dishes in the future.

just as you turned around to your now full cart of vegetables, sauces, fruits, and meat, eren came bounding back towards you. this time, he was now holding five bags of chips, in his mouth he was carrying a single packet of pokemon cards, and in his fingers he was desperately holding a lottery ticket.

"look! we can open up a pack of pokemon cards, i got you one too, it's in my pocket though, since i figured you wouldn't want my spit on it, and then i also have a lottery ticket. i have a feeling we will win it big! and if we do, we won't have to pay rent for like five months!"

"eren, what the fuck? i thought you were just getting chips,"

the accused man pouted at the tone you were taking with him, dropping his arms into the car to free them of the five bags of chips, "i was!! but look, i'll pay for the lottery ticket, chips, and pokemon cards! c'mon, it'll be fun to open the cards together and everything!"

he almost pouted at you, can you belive this guy? pouted at you with begging puppy dog eyes. you almost smooshed his face with the palm of your head, but restrained yourself.

"fine, let's just go and pay,"

eren grinned in achievement, pumping his fist into the air, "c'mon, i wanna open these on the ride home!" he said, referring to the pokemon cards.

"alright, alright, i don't know anything about them though, so you're just gonna have to tell me what's good or not,"

"if it's shiny and reflective, give it to me, that's all you need to know," eren said dismissively. he swiftly took your spot behind the cart, pushing it with ease and only allowing you to walk beside him. "what pasta are you cooking for tonight?"

"i bought alfredo sauce, so i'll just add in some vegetables and to the pasta and make...chicken alfredo? if that's alright with you," eren almost salivated at the thought. he simply nodded his head eagerly, the bangs around his face bouncing at the movement.

"sounds delicious! man, i really lucked out with you as my roomie, huh? we're gonna make a great pair!" he threw his arm around your shoulder and pulled you in closer as he said this, an innocent grin on his face.

— that night, the two of you sat on foldable chairs watching tv. eren's parents gave you two as a house warming gift. it was small, but it was working so that was all that mattered. eren and you laughed at the tv screen until the late hours, where you both agreed to finally call it a night.

"should i make breakfast tomorrow morning? or are you gonna be in clases by the time i get up?"

eren frowned, "i have classes all day tomorrow, from 8 in the morning to 7 at night, so you don't have to worry about making too many servings,"

you nodded in understanding, "alright, then, i'll see you when you get back then,"

eren and you were about to break off to your own rooms, but he called out to you one last time, "uhm, what time are you gonna be in classes?"

"i only have one class tomorrow, 1 to 3:15," his face brightened up, which instinctively made you smile at him in return.

"we can go get lunch together then," he offered, "there's a good place that has burgers, it's like a ten minute walk from the main campus. i have a break in between classes at 4? if that's okay with you, of course,"

you grinned so wide that it almost hurt your cheeks. eren was a really nice guy, he was going out of his way to just get to know you better and spend some time with you, "yeah, that sounds perfect. meet me at the bus stop that's right outside the main hall and we can walk together,"

"okay, yeah!" eren nodded his head repeatedly, the bangs on the side of his head once again moving at such rapid mvoement. "then, i'll text you tomorrow when i get out of class!"

"sure, that sounds good." there was a pause and you pivotted your torso to turn away from the smiling brunette, "good night, eren,"

the man blinked and nodded his head, also turning away, calling out a, "goodnight, [name]," very quickly.

and the two of you fell asleep with grins on both of your faces. eren had brought the blanket up to his face, as if he was paranoid that there were someone watching his blushing face only redden. your smile was really, really handsome, his heart felt like it was in his throat everytime he remembered it.

[seeingivy]

ahhh congrats on 1K!! you deserve it all :D

for your concert, may I suggest got my mind set on you for eren with a friends to lovers type trope? like maybe eren has a bit of a past as a fuckboy and realizes now that he's in love with his friend. she doesn't believe him given his history, so he is determined to woo her, but really he just needs to show her that he's serious about her (because she has already loved him this whole time hehe). OR whatever you want to do!!

got my mind set on you

eren x f!reader

**part of my debut concert event

content: drinking, reader gets her periods and leaks on her sheets, eren is a manwhore, hitch is a hater, jean and marco are masterminds

an: thank you sweet sweet anon! you deserve all the love in the world. I hope you like it <333

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“Y/N. White wife-beater or black wife-beater?” 

You peek up from the top of your textbook to glare at him and he has that stupid, stupid grin on his face. The one he uses to get anything he wants. 

“Man. At this point you’re just trying to sound like an asshole.” mutters Jean, taking Armin’s pillow and smacking it straight into his face. 

Mikasa and Armin laugh in response, agreeing as Eren makes his way over to you, flopping on his bed next to you. He’s leaning directly into your space, that musky cologne enveloping your nose as he starts talking. 

“Y/N.” 

“Eren.” 

“Black or white?” 

“Ass or face?” 

“What?” 

“Do you want me to punch you in the ass or in the face?” 

He laughs as he bends over, sticking the aforementioned ass into your space as he knocks your textbook out of your hands and you push him away. And you try to fight the smile trying to make its way on to your face, trying to feign as much anger as you can. 

But you can’t be mad at Eren. You can’t be anything but a jumbled mess of feelings at Eren lately. 

When you moved to college, you were looking forward to getting a fresh start from the town that you grew up in. Not that it was ever a bad place but it was never really a good place either. And you were ready to let it all go, to move away from your parents, to find out who you were. 

And just your luck, the one boy from your highschool going to the same college as you ends up in your orientation group and never leaves you alone after that. Dragging you to random club meetings for free food, taking you to mixers that your RA hosted, trying to sneak into frat parties together. 

At some point, you were just always together. And maybe some small part of you really liked having him around. That he wanted to be your best friend, told you all the little inner workings of his mind instead of someone else. That he thinks the Loch Ness Monster is made up, that he likes the Twilight movie soundtracks a little bit too much, that he loves mystery books. 

And he’s dorky - snorts when he laughs too hard, can’t drink beer without spilling it all over his shirt, and is so weirdly passionate about these little sea animals that he’s spending the entire summer doing an internship at the marine biology research lab at your university. 

But he’s also sweet - trying to memorize all the little facts about you, picking you up from class as a habit, telling you that you’re prettier than some shit guy who won’t come by. 

He’s your friend. Your sweet, secret little dorky friend. No one looks at you. But no one looks at him either. Maybe you guys only look at each other. 

Except when you come back from the summer, his dork is replaced with…charm. Charisma, an appeal, a magnetism. And maybe he was always really charming, but no one paid attention to it. It was just for you. 

But now they do - because he’s grown out his soft brown hair into this sunkissed loose man bun and spending all summer swimming in tidepools has defined his muscles. Because he was always gangly and a little awkward but one summer has him looking fit, in all the right places. 

That’s when it starts raining on your parade. Because when you and Eren go to parties, you’re talking to him less and the girl who's drunk and throwing up in the bathroom more. He’s too busy talking to the pretty girls, twirling their locks of hair in his hands and batting his pretty eyelashes at them. 

And he still picks you up from class with an iced coffee in hand, except the barista scribbled her name over your cup because she wants Eren to call her later. And you know Eren leans into it, because this newfound attention only gives him confidence to show off more. 

To tell girls about the creepy little slugs he spent all summer looking for so they can coo over how cute it is that he cares, to show off those ridiculously defined muscles, to gleam at people the way he does. 

You’re interrupted by your train of thought as Historia, the girl Eren met at a club meeting knocks on the door, shining sunlight at Eren as she smiles at him. And when he flicks the top of your forehead and stands up to press a kiss to her cheek and run out with her, you stick your face back into your textbook. 

And pretend it doesn’t sting. 

You peer over your notebook again to find Jean hanging upside down on the bunk, his eyes staring into yours. 

“Hi Y/N.” 

“Hi Jean. The blood is rushing to your head. You look like an overly ripe tomato.” 

He laughs as he flops off the bunk and next to you, leaning his head in to read your textbook. 

“A tort is a civil law that causes a claimant to suffer loss or….this shit is so fucking boring.” 

He snatches the textbook away from your clutches and flings it off the bed, giving an innocent smile as he does. 

“I was reading that.” 

“And now you’re not!” 

“Do you want something from me, Jean?” 

“Yeah. Let’s go on a date.” 

“You have a boyfriend.” 

“Yeah. It was his idea.” 

He pulls you up by the wrists as you both shuffle out of Armin and Eren’s dorm room, giving half-hearted goodbyes to Mikasa and Armin as he dragged you back to your hal. Trying to convince you to go on a date with him. 

“No.” 

“Listen. You make this mopey sad face whenever he brings a girl around. It’s really ugly.” 

“Thanks, Jean. You’re such a gentleman.” 

He pinches the bridge of his nose as he swings your door open, the two of you flopping onto your bed. 

“I just mean- I hate that you wait around for him. And Marco does too. I think it would be nice. For me to take you out, to make you feel special, to remind you that you don’t have to hopelessly pine over that idiot and wait for him to look at you back.” 

“Jean, I just-” 

He stands up, locking his fingers with yours, as he tries to use his boyish charm on you. And it’s entirely different from Eren’s. Where Eren oozes pure charisma, like you can’t help but give in because you just want to know what he’s getting at. 

Jean’s charm is more…boyish. Innocent. Because he’s smiling at you, all soft and genuine. Like you want to give in because you know he means well. It’s sweet. So you agree.

--

“Eren.” 

“Hm?” 

“Pink dress or white skirt?” 

You hold up the options as Eren looks at you for the first time - even though he’s been in your dorm for the past three hours texting Historia in your bed - and squints at you. 

“Are you wearing makeup?” 

“Yeah. I’m going on a date.” 

He stands up, placing his hands on your cheek as he moves your face around in the air, taking in the product on your face. A soft glitter on your eyelids, black around your eyes that makes your eyes look infinitely bigger, and soft pink on the tops of your cheeks. 

“With who?” 

“Well, Jean for now. But it’s practice before I start going on real dates you know?” 

“You’re going on dates? Why?” 

You roll your eyes as you turn back in the mirror, holding up the options to your frame as you weigh what to wear. 

“Because. I want to get out there and I’m like…deeply touch starved or whatever. I just want someone told hold me or something. And it feels weird to do it cold turkey so Jean’s taking me.” 

“You could have asked me. I could take you.” 

You roll your eyes as you push past him, reaching for your flowery perfume that you spray on for special occasions. Eren’s leaning against your bedpost, his eyes scrunched up in frustration that for some reason is really annoying you. 

“You have a girlfriend.” 

“Hisu’s not my girlfriend. We’re just talking.” 

“Okay, yeah. Same thing.” 

“Jean has a boyfriend.” 

“This was Marco’s idea, Eren. He’s not going to care if I actually go on it and I think he’s probably the one who bought the flowers Jean’s going to bring me.” 

You hold the two options up in the air again, boring your eyes into Eren’s as you gesture for him to respond again. 

“I’m not picking.” 

“I literally pick your date outfits for you all the time. You could pick for me.” 

And Eren mutters something that sounds like pink under his breath which you smile brightly at as you duck into your closet to slip the dress on. And when it’s all fresh and pressed against your skin, there’s a knock on your door and a very smiley Jean waiting for you. 

As you predicted, he’s holding a pretty bouquet of pink flowers in his hand, wearing a nice buttoned up shirt as opposed to his usual lame t-shirts. 

“Hi. Don’t you look pretty?” 

He reaches for your wrist and lifts your hand up to spin you around, the pleats of your dress whooshing in the air and a stupid laugh falling out of your lips. 

“Jean. You’re laying it on a little thick there.” 

He shakes his head dismissively as he places the bouquet on your desk, giving a small nod to Eren as he walks back to you, pinching the side of your cheek. 

“You’re getting the full Jean Kirschtein experience. I have to set the bar high so you don’t settle for a whole idiot or anything.” 

And Eren watches you and he hates it. That he has this angry, green little monster simmering in his chest. That you’re smiling at Jean, that he’s taking you on a date to set your standards, that you’re wearing a pretty dress and laughing with someone who isn’t him. 

And he knows it’s wrong. That he has no right to be jealous when he’s talked to other girls ever since the summer ended while you’ve remained steadfast and true. And it wasn’t like you were staying true to him because Eren’s positive that you don’t feel that obligation, that loyalty to him, but some part of him feels like you do. Or wishes that you do. 

But suddenly…he’s feeling it for you. That he shouldn’t be with anyone but you, that he’s the person who should be taking you on cute dates, twirling you around in pretty dresses, having you spread glitter all over your face for him. 

Eren texts Historia as he watches you and Jean duck out the door. 

“Uh huh, Kirschtein. I’m sure this is gonna be the best date of my life.”

“That’s a promise, baby girl.” 

“Ew. Baby girl?” 

“Do you prefer sweetheart instead?” 

“You’re so fucking corny, Jean.”  

And when the door closes, he sends the text. 

I want to see other people. Sorry Hisu.  

--

You return from your date with Jean to find Eren slumped over in your bed, typing away on his laptop. Your roommate, Hitch, is glaring bloody murder at you as she flits her eyes over to his direction. 

“Eren.” 

“Ah. You’re back. How was it?” 

“What are you doing in my room? I left hours ago.” 

“Just wanted to see you when you got back. And I was spending time with my best friend, Hitch. She’s just so riveting to talk to and I just love her so much.” 

She throws her portable fan at his head, which he catches before it makes contact and then throws it back at her.

“I’ll walk you back to yours, Eren. And you’re buying Hitch coffee as an apology.” 

He rolls his eyes as he grabs his bag, blowing fake kisses to Hitch as she flips him off. You’re both trodding through the hall, the building quiet. It’s Friday night. Everyone’s partying. 

“Didn’t want to party tonight, Eren?” 

“Nah. Didn’t feel like it. How was your date?” 

You smile as you twiddle with your fingers. 

It was nice. To feel special, to have someone tell you that you were pretty. And sure he didn’t mean it in that way and it was entirely platonic, but it was nice to have someone look at you. Who wants to make you feel special, try to coax you into doing things you don’t usually do. 

And you’re positive it’ll feel even better when the feelings are reciprocated. 

“Really nice, Eren. I’m excited to…meet people. Date them. Have someone make me feel special, tell me I’m pretty.” 

“You’re pretty.” 

You look over to find Eren’s cheeks burning pink, the tips of his ears red as he avoids eye contact with you. 

“Thank you?” 

“Ye-yeah. Sure.” 

You make it to Eren’s door and he swings the door open, dragging you in by the wrist. From the looks of it, Armin’s not home, Eren’s desk light flickering on the desk. He drags you to his bed, the two of you sitting on his plush duvet. 

“Eren. I was just walking you here. I’m kind of tired from the painting.” 

“You went painting?” 

“Yeah. It was like a pottery type thing. We picked out mugs and just painted on them. Talked about stuff. Shared an ice cream together after. Jean and Marco gave me very sweet kisses on the cheek when I dropped him back off to his dorm.” 

Eren pushes his hand through his hair as he asks, the question making the air in his throat burn. 

“Ah. Would you ever…go on a date with me?” 

And you laugh. Quite literally laugh, because he cannot be serious. 

“God, Eren. Don’t be a cliche right now.” 

“What?” 

“You see your best friend go on a date with another guy and suddenly you’re interested in her. It’s like every corny rom-com.” 

You lean forward, pinching the plush of his cheek. 

“You just want what you can’t have, Eren. I’ve been waiting for you to notice me for two years. And of course, you only look at me when you can’t have me.” 

“Wait, but I-” 

“Eren. I want someone who makes me feel special. And you’ve always been special to me, but I want to be special to someone too. Let’s not make our friendship weird. And hey, maybe we can actually be equals this time.” 

“Equals?” 

“Two people who care about each other the same amount. Not one person hopelessly pining over the other.” 

You give his cheek one last pinch as you pad out his door, giving him a smile before you slam the door shut. 

--

The next morning, Eren’s standing outside your Civil Law lecture with a coffee in hand. And a shy smile pressed across his face. 

“Good morning, Y/N.” 

“Hi Eren.” 

Despite your admission of your feelings and your swift rejection of Eren, he’s still standing here. And you were expecting it, because you know that Eren wasn’t really saying any of that in earnest. And it’s nice to admit your feelings, as a way of letting them go before you give in and like someone else. 

You take the cup from his hand and shove the much needed caffeine into your mouth, the two of you strolling to your next class. You look over to find Eren with a pinched look on his face, like he’s constipated. 

“Eren.” 

“Hm?” 

“Cat got your tongue? What’s wrong with you?” 

“You didn’t…look at the cup.” 

You look back down at the cup to find handwriting scribbled on it in green sharpie. 

you look pretty today, sweet girl 

You laugh, holding it up in the air. 

“No way. The barista called you a sweet girl? It’s that long ass hobo hair you have.” 

“What? That wasn’t the barista, that was me!” 

“You wrote on the cup? Why?” 

“For you, stupid! I’m trying to romance you.” 

You spit the coffee straight into your cup, looking back down at the cup again. And holy shit he’s right - the way the g is looped and the writing is slanted, it really is Eren’s handwriting. 

“Eren.” 

“What?” 

“It’s cute. But you’re going to do it for like one week. And then get bored of waiting and see some pretty girl at a party and change your mind.” 

“I’m not! You’re it for me.”

“Eren. Bullshit. You wouldn’t last a month.” 

He leans forward, pressing you into the hard of the wall as he looks down, green eyes glinting in yours. 

“Bet.” 

“What?” 

“I’ll bet on it. Prove it to you. That I’ve got my mind set on you.” 

“Uh huh. That takes a lot of patience, Eren. Time. Something that’s never been your forté.” 

“I’ll make it my forté, if it’s for you.” 

You give into the bet. A month for Eren to romance you, to prove that he’s really only got his mind set on you. 

You give in because you know you’ll win. He gives in because he wants to prove the stupid, silly girl he loves that he can do it right. 

--

eren: good morning silly little woman. fit check pls :D 

you: no. 

eren: cmon. ive got back to back classes and im missing that cute little face of yours :((( 

you: just ask ur hoes. im sure they’re cute too. 

eren: no hoes. im allergic to gardening. 

you: you should start stand up comedy. you’d be really good at it.  

eren: you want me so bad 

you: shut up

eren: im waiting!!!! time is ticking doll, i will show up to your club meeting and start gushing about how pretty my girlfriend is in front of all your little prospective club members if i don’t get a fit check in ten seconds

you: not your girlfriend 

eren: yet. three weeks to go. 

you: do you not have anything else to do?

eren: picture and i’ll be out of your hair. 

you: sent one attachment

eren: eren jaeger found dead at twenty-one.

you: thank god. 

eren: cause of death - the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen in my life. absolute heartstopper

you: EREN. YOU’RE SO GROSS AND CORNY STOP. 

eren: ok ok see you after class sweet girl. and thanks for the picture. corniness aside, it really did make my day. you’re my favorite thing to look at. 

You ignore the pounding in your chest as you throw your phone into your purse and head to the coffee shop. And what you hoped would be an uninterrupted study session is interrupted by a certain green eyed idiot, smiling at you as he takes the seat across from you. 

“Hi doll.” 

“Eren. You have class.” 

“Got canceled. The planets and the fates and all the stars aligned. You and me, free for a little study date at the same time.” 

You crinkle your nose as you lift your backpack from the seat next to you, Eren sliding in and taking a sip from your watered down coffee. 

“Did you just rhyme? How long did that one take you?” 

“The whole walk over here. Did you like it?” 

“No.” 

Eren opens up his laptop, the two of you working in silence. And in the smallest of ways, Eren’s making it hard for you to focus. 

Tangling his legs with yours under the desk, resting his hand on your thigh every time you work out one of your homework problems with him, tucking your hair behind your ear every time it annoyingly flops forward. 

“Oh! I have something for you.” 

He holds out a tiny little candy, a twisted mango strawberry pop. The one you can only get in Shiganshina, a four hour drive away. 

“What the fuck? You had Mindy’s the entire time and your greedy ass wasn’t sharing?” 

You take the little candy in his hand, twisting the ends open and letting the flavors melt on your tongue. And the nostalgia hits your head, running in the grass as a kid, your mom keeping a little box on the top of the microwave for you two to share at the end of the day. 

“Just got them. I drove all the way to Shiganshina to get them for you.” 

“Uh huh.” 

“I’m being serious. I went on Sunday, after my lab meeting. Got the box, hung out with my dog for an hour and came back.” 

“You were probably just running an errand down there. I bet Zeke just needed your help with something.” 

“My parents and Zeke are in Hizuru, remember?” 

You feel your mouth go dry as you shuffle the candy in your mouth, huffing back in your chair. Corny ass idiot. They are in Hizuru to meet Zeke’s new girlfriend. But there’s no way in hell he drove all the way there just to get you a candy. 

“There’s no way you-”

“I’ve got my mind set on you. In my mind, you and I are already dating. I’m just kind of waiting for you to catch up.” 

“Oh, quit i-” 

“When you’re my girlfriend, we’ll go together. Make a little drive out of it, see your parents and my parents. Get Mindy’s. Bother that lady who works at the aquarium.” 

“Eren.” 

He pinches your cheek as you frown, rolling your eyes at him. 

“For now, I'll just drive down there alone to get you candy. Three more weeks, stink.” 

--

Your stress is building. You’ve got two term papers due next week, a club meeting to plan, a project to go over with your research advisor, and groceries to do. And really, really all you are is bone dead tired. That you can feel your bones dragging and your eye bags deepening and the panic shuffling every time you breathe in and out. 

Your final straw? Forgetting you were going to get your period and leaking onto your bed sheets. 

And you know it’s not a big deal. That you can wash the sheets and get the stain out, that you can take a shower to feel better. 

But this tiny little thing, this red blotch on your sheets, is enough to push you over the edge. Because you’re tired, because so much is going on, because this is just another thing you don’t have time to do but have to. 

You can feel the tears streaming down your eyes, burning the sensitive skin underneath your eyes and flushing your cheek. 

That’s when Eren finds you. Curled up on the ground, tears streaming down your eyes. 

“Woah, hey. Hey, talk to me. What’s wrong?” 

He falls flat on the floor next to you, opening up his arms which you roll into and start soaking his shirt in your salty tears. He’s whispering into your ear, whispering sweet nothings and his warm arms are holding you. 

“Tell me what happened. Use your words.” 

“I-I have a lot to do. The Civil Law paper and the entire plan for the-the club meeting. Dr. Smith wants to meet with me about my-my research plan and I’m not ready and I got my period and leaked on my sheets and I don’t have time to clean and-” 

“Okay. It’s okay.” 

His warm, calloused hands are rubbing into the small of your back, his hold still firm against you. And he drags you up, opening the shower and warming it up for you. He’s rummaged through your closet - pulled out a stack of clothes and set them on the counter. 

“Are you…going to leave?” 

“Of course not, Y/N. Outside when you’re done, okay?” 

And you take the shower. Spend too long standing underneath the warm water, letting the shower scald your skin in a comforting way, relishing in the smell of your springy body soap washing you clean. Of the tears, of the blood, of your frustrations. 

When you towel up your hair and reach for the stack of clothes on the counter, you only now realize what this cheeky bastard did. Left a pair of your pajamas and the hoodie he was wearing on the counter. 

You pull it on, his musky smell mixing with the scent of your flowery shampoo, as you pad out of your room, Eren folding your laundry on your bed. 

“Eren.” 

He turns around and gives you a warm smile, walking forward to lock his fingers with yours. 

“You look so cute right now. Pouty little face and your hair in this stupid towel.” 

“Quit it.” 

He leads you over to your bed, climbing on as he pulls you forward. 

“Cleaned the sheets. Did your laundry. And made a plan for you to finish the paper and emailed Erwin from your account that you’re not free until the week after and-” 

You can feel your eyes burning, the tears welling up in your face. You lean into his arms and he rests his chin against the top of your head, his hands snaking under your hoodie to press against your cold skin. 

“Eren.” 

“Hm.” 

“This is a really elaborate plan to get into my pants.” 

He laughs, the sound vibrating through his chest as he talks. 

“I know.” 

“I knew it, you dick. You only want to get in my pants.”  

“Well, that’s part of it. I am very attracted to you. I’m not going to pretend like I don’t want to be in your pants.” 

“Charming. The whole “I’ve got my mind set on you thing” is really working.” 

“I'm being honest! I want to be in your pants and in your head and all your little dreams and your heart too.” 

You rest your head against his chest, his heartbeat hammering against your ears as he finishes talking. And when you drift off to sleep, you can still feel it beating in tandem with yours. And try to forget why you and Eren are waiting two weeks to do this for real in the first place. 

--

He’s done it now. And you’ve caught him in the fucking act. The sweet, sweet satisfaction of proving this idiot wrong - that he would get bored of waiting for you and move onto another girl is standing right in front of you. 

It’s Eren’s friend Reiner’s birthday. Eren had told you in advance that he couldn’t see you Friday and you obliged. 

Except, Hitch invited you to the party the day of, claiming she needed someone to walk in with so she didn’t look like an idiot. Some guy Marlowe she’s really into is going to be there and she has to be at her best. 

And when you get to the party, you lose Hitch in all but five seconds, left in this awkward, sweaty mess of a room alone. But when you walk over to the kitchen, you see it. 

Eren leaning over the counter, talking to a girl. Short brown hair, a mass of freckles over her face, the two of them smiling at each other. And when you march over there, you’re all but too happy to rub it in his face. 

Because you’re right. And you knew you were right. That Eren, all hot and toned and sexy from his beach summer, would not give it up. The attention, the girls, the love he gets from all of it for you. That he would look at other things and not at you, that you couldn’t be enough for him. And he can buy you coffee and do your laundry and be there for you all he wants, but you know deep down you’re right. 

“You little son of a bitch. Week three and I win.” you say, crossing your hands over your chest. 

“Huh?” 

“I win. You’re at a party, flirting with a girl. Meaning, you don’t have your mind set on me. Meaning, I’m right. That you can’t let go of being a manwhore for me, that you surely have your eyes wandering elsewhere even though you claim to be only looking at me.” 

“Y/N-” 

“You think driving to get me candy and doing my laundry and giving me your hoodie would buy me over? You’re not getting into my pants for a quick fuck just because you know you can and-” 

He pulls you forward, clamping his hand over your mouth. He’s squinting his eyes at you, almost like he’s confused at your outburst. And when you look over at the girl, you realize why. 

It’s Ymir. The president of the Gay-Straight Alliance Ymir. Like literally the gayest girl you’ve probably ever met in your life. 

“Oh.” 

Eren smiles, rolling his eyes, as he drops his hands to lock his hand with yours. 

“Yeah, oh. Did you not see it was her when you walked over?” 

“No. Hi Ymir.” 

Ymir smiles, reaching forward to mess with your hair as she turns to Eren. 

“You’re right. She really is stubborn.” Ymir says, smiling at him. 

“Tell me about it. She does this every time I do something nice for her.” he responds, squeezing your hand as he talks. 

“Well, you are a manwhore.” 

“Not anymore, Ymir! I’m only a whore for her.” 

She pinches your cheek as she walks off, linking arms with a certain blonde as you walk away. And when you look over, Eren’s lazily making a drink for you on the counter, swirling it in his hand before he gives you the cup. 

“It’s Jungle Juice. There’s like three different liquors in it but you can’t really taste it s-”

“You’re not mad?” 

“Huh?” 

“I just…yelled at you. Really unfairly. And you’re not even mad?” 

“Got my mind set on you. Like you said, this thing takes patience. And time. I’ll wait for it. You’ll come to see I’m surprisingly good at this patience understanding when it’s something I really, really want.” 

And as he tilts his head back, pouring the drink into his mouth, like the entire outburst you had didn’t happen. And that’s it. You crane your head around the kitchen, looking for it. 

“Whatcha looking for?” 

Eren watches you mill around the kitchen, opening drawers, lifting picture frames as you look for it. And when you find it - the calendar posted on Reiner’s wall - you rip it off and place it in front of Eren with a marker in your hand. 

“What’s this, Y/N?” 

“Did you know that I can move time forward?” 

“Huh? How much have you had to drink?” 

You reach forward, crossing out through the entire week. The last week of the month, for the bet you and Eren had. 

Because he’s convinced you. That his mind’s set on you. That even if he used to like other girls, the girl he likes now is you. Enough to drive hours to make you happy, take care of you - bloody sheets and all, and gush at a party about you to other people. Like he’s proud to be around you, like you’re the only thing he looks at. 

“I don’t follow, sweet girl.” 

“The bet started three weeks ago. And I crossed out the last week, so it’s over now. And I want to be with you no-” 

He leans forward, pressing his warm, plush lips against yours as he can’t help but smile through the kiss. All warm and fruity, surely from the drink Eren just made. And he whispers against your mouth, eliciting a laugh out of you. 

“Thank fucking god. You were driving me insane, you little heathen.” 

You reach forward, tangling your hands with the collar of his shirt as you pull him down again, pressing your lips against his, trying to memorize the feel, the sensation of him against you. 

And when Hitch comes home from the party, all buzzed, to find you two under the covers, watching a movie, she says one thing and one thing only. 

“No fucking in my bed.”

--

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boyfriend!eren headcanons pt.6 .*･｡ﾟ

—ᡣ𐭩 headcanons a/n: surprise i know u missed him part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5

bf!eren lives to be a complete and utter menace (but we already knew that)

adding onto drunk bf!eren from previous parts, you will literally have to chase this man down the street before he takes a sip of water. he is cheeky and the biggest pest ever, but when you bribe him, he succumbs (even though you never go through with the bribe)

drunk bf!eren sings his heart out to mr. brightside. i will not be taking criticism at this time thank u

bf!eren stands by the notion that hangovers are a myth, even when his head is in the toilet bowl and he can't move for a whole day (maybe 2)

bf!eren has no personal space at all because he shows his affection in weird ways ok (will bring a chair into the bathroom while you're showering just so he can talk to you.....)

bf!eren panics when you use his full government name & whines about it until you call him baby :/

bf!eren absolutely 100% hates the silent treatment (so if you use it on him, use it wisely)

bf!eren knows he looks hot with his hair tied back, but sometimes he wishes to shave it all off....... you threatened to leave him if he did so, and you never heard him complain about his hair again

bf!eren gets pissed when you don't give him a kiss before you leave. he gets all yappy and bratty and so fucking annoying that you just have to kiss him stupid on the mouth for like half an hour 😐 (works 9/10 times)

bf!eren always stands in front of you on escalators (so he is there in case you fall :/)

bf!eren does NOT like pancakes. serve them to him and he will summon the devil and make you suffer a crazy death (his words not mine ok)

bf!eren sends you the most heartfelt messages 😍 (e.g. i wanna put you in my pocket and eat you like some m&ms 😘☝️…… if i were a kangaroo, i’d put u in my pouch 🦘🥰) 🤔

bf!eren is not afraid of most things, as we know, he is quite reckless, fearless etc etc. EXCEPT of you when he leaves his underwear on the bathroom floor (he learnt quite quick to not do that. walk him like a dog, girl)

bf!eren pays crazy attention to you. he is very very observant and probably knows you better than you know yourself

bf!eren who, when you take him on a date to those cute arcades, is insanely competitive. he needs to win those shitty games. he believes you are very capable on your own, so he will not half-ass something so you can win (you are the air-hockey champion in the relationship, and no matter hard he tries, eren will always lose). but he spends all his coins on a claw machine because he won’t let rigged games beat him (spoiler: he wins. “never back down, never what?”)

bf!eren wears his cap backwards when he is having a bad hair day (don’t mention it to him or he will pout, unless you want him to, then go for it)

bf!eren kisses you sloppily everywhere he can (in a public setting) after a day of classes where you haven’t seen him. he gets clingy and will NOT remove his hands from you

this one is a little shorter i hope that is not a problem 🫵

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rockstar eren and plug eren live in my head rent free!

Rockstar!eren who thought he could be away from you for 6 months as he toured... he couldnt

Rockstar!eren who books you a flight on the next plane after 3 days of being away from each other.

Rockstar!eren who kisses you deeply in the middle of the airport until you realize where you are and hurry to the car.

Rockstar!eren who tells you over and over again how much he missed you, how sad he's been cause you werent by his side.

Rockstar!eren who lets his hand rest on your thigh, hand getting dangerously close to your aching core as heat pools in your stomach.

Rockstar!eren who drops your bags off the second you step foot in his hotel room, his lips sucking harshly on your neck.

Rockstar!eren who takes his time lapping at your cunt, tongue fucking in and out of your little hole until your legs are shaking and your sobbing.

Rockstar!eren who spends hours between your legs. he's edging you one minute then the next he's trying to see how many times he can get you to cum on his tongue before the room service arrives.

Rockstar!eren who finally sinks three of his fingers in your pussy, one by one until your gushing on his hand, your juices making a mess on the sheets underneath you.

Rockstar!eren who swallows down your whimpers as he lets his angry red tip rub up and down your slit, nudging against your sensitive clit.

Rockstar!eren who fucks you all night, he goes from slow and deep to fast and hard, your neck and chest covered in dark hickeys, but eren isnt doing much better.

Rockstar!eren who cant wipe the smile off his face the next day when his stylist is cursing him out for all the hickeys that litter his neck, knowing its gonna be a bitch to try to cover up

Rockstar!eren who sends a wink in your direction as you stand backstage, singing along to every song he plays.

Rockstar!eren who has you on your knees in his dressing room during one of the breaks, a heavy hand resting on the back of your head as he roughly fucks you face, wiping away the tears that gather at your lash line

Rockstar!eren who sticks his ringed fingers in your mouth, watching as drool pools in the corner of your lips and drips down the side of your mouth.

Rockstar!eren who takes you back to his hotel room to do it all over again until tomorrow when you guys will be on the road until you get to the next city.

[angelinpiink]

 ❥ author’s note: the thought of dominating eren when hes a whole foot taller than me —yes i'm counting, makes me so..heart eyes ♡o♡

imagine him having to lean down to your height, just as you order him, he’s so eager to have you ride him he does whatever you say. your grip firm on the back of his neck as, your lips connected in a heated kiss. he towers over you while you whisper dirty things in his ear, your hands stroking his lengthy cock, his hips bucking desperatly, pre-cum leaking into your hands. eren becomes so dizzy, poor baby will have to lean his head on your shoulder to stop himself from falling to the floor :( from the overwhelming pleasure of your touch, his pretty sounds echoing in your ear. “ah ah ah, no cumming yet." you’ll say upon noticing he’s close—the biggest indicator being the string of curses leaving his lips. "please baby..." he'll groan out his voice becoming rapsy with your every movement. “y-you’re fucking killing me right now, just let me cum dammit” your head shakes a smirk playing on your lips as you watch him struggle to hold it. “you’ve been such a good boy, just be patient, you’ll get what you want. just wanna hear you beg a little while longer.” Your hands continuing to work at his cock, peppering kisses along his skin. “s-shit..come on. please..” he whines. “No.” you'll refuse only to be be met with resistance from your lover. “y-you’re gonna pay for this.” he’ll threaten. he’s such an impatient brat, thinking he can have his way each and every time and when he doesn’t get what he wants tries to intimidate you using his stregth, even going as far as to pin you to the nearby wall, his front faltering the moment you giggle at his attempt, he should have known better as such behavior never results in anything pretty for him.

my masterlist

[br4tphobia]

thinkin bout eren eating pussy♡♡ he loves giving u head, with your plush thighs around his head nearly suffocating him. his tongue stroking your clit making u whine out his name. lapping up all your juices as u tug on his silky brown locks. eren let out a groan sending vibrations to your hot core, slipping out a moan through your plump lips. “shit..eren..” bucking your hips, wanting more. licking at your folds, slurping up all the arousal that dripped from you like he was a starved man. he could eat u out for hours, trust. hes obsessed with it. he’d let u cut off his oxygen if it meant he could still taste you. with his mouth desperate and rentless, a coil tightened in your lower stomach, you feel your high approaching quicker than you expected. crashing onto you like a huge wave. “e-eren..fuck!” trying not to pull on his hair too hard, but u cant help yourself. “oh my god..” you breathed, your body burned with the over stimulation as he lapped up your releases. you heard a chuckle come from eren while sitting up from your shaking legs. “i aint done with you ma..” watching him unfasten his pants, knowing your gonna be up all night.

i love him sm.🫶🏾💖

[fqiryspit]

i hope you don’t mind me requesting again, but can i request smut 32, 50 and 78? if not no worries! thank you and congratulations again <33 you deserve it

ahhh thank you so much for requesting again! you can request however many times you want!

32, 50, and 78 = is it gonna hurt?, I'll guide you, I'll never get enough of you |fqiryspits 3k event|

virgin!fem!reader x soft!dom!eren

cw: first time!reader, loss of virginity, nipple sucking, established relationship, etc

"is it gonna hurt?" you ask slowly, he kisses your cheek before moving to your lips

"It might- tell me if it does. we'll stop right away" he whispers as the crisp cold night floods your senses

after an hour of foreplay, it's finally time for the moment you've been waiting for since you realized eren was the one for you, you were gonna lose your virginity to him.

he grips your ankles as he moves you up, spreading your legs as you suddenly feel shy with such a private part of you being on display

"I-I'm not sure what to do" you mumble out, embarrassed if you're ruining the ambiance with your fussing

"I'll guide you"

he rubs the tip of his dick onto you, knocking your clit slightly as it somewhat eases your nerves of excitement and fear

"okay, bug...I'm gonna put it in now" he whispers

you grin at the nickname, such a lewd situation to use it in, you thought.

he slowly slides his cock in, your teeth slip your lip in to bite it as a distraction

"is it hurting you too much? are you okay?" he asks, genuinely worried as he searches your face for lies when you answer with a light shake of your head and an "I'm ok"

he's halfway in and you start to feel the pain subside, he keeps adding until you're full and the pain gets replaced with something entirely different

"I'm gonna move now, alright?" he asks, kissing your shoulder softly as you nod once more, and with the first jut of your hips, you feel a mixture of stretching and unbelievable pleasure.

you gasp at the feeling, making eren stutter in his movements as he himself struggles with how tight you wrap around him

the sound of hips smacking and your moans slipping from your tongue envelop the room as you melt, pleasure overcoming you as you start to unwind with this new feeling.

"oh my goodness eren!" you moan, he kisses down your neck, collarbone, and to your breasts, as he takes a nipple in, you cry out his name as he laps around the bud

his fingers snake down and start to rub your clit you feel as though every spot you have is being touched perfectly

his cock is so deep in you, with every thrust you seem to tighten around him and he groans into you feeling himself lose control

"eren!" you cry out, gripping his locks and digging your nails into his scalp as he knew exactly what was happening

"go ahead, baby" he whispers and you let out a cry, your cream spilling on him and the sheets, he moves to your lips and speeds up his movements before shooting his cum right to your womb, he kissed up your neck before removing himself

"you did so good" he kissed you,

"stay right there baby" he moved to the bathroom and came back moments later, with a wet washcloth.

after he cleaned you up he laid with you and wrapped his arms around you kissing your hair as he softly stroked your back

"that felt...so good" you babbled as he laughed

"I'm glad" he adds

"does it get boring, after a while?" you so curiously ask, he sighs as if in thought before answering,

"there are different ways to keep it spicy, but I can never get enough of you so there's no need to worry about that" he chuckles and you bury your head into his chest while laughing

"I love you so much"

you looked up at him and kissed him, slow and passionate as you savored the kiss

"I love you too"

an: again, thank you so much for requesting again! I think these prompts actually worked really well together! (even though I had to squeeze that last one in the end lmaoooo) ahhhhh cute eren + reader is my fav!!

[lawsvalentine]

congrats on 1k pooks👯‍♀️!! for your event I choose Eren, letters e, g and x (sfw alphabet)

and sabo; letters i, l, and s (sfw alphabet as well)

ty and congrats again on reaching such a milestone🫶🏾🫶🏾 you deserve it!

Eren Yeager Fluff Alphabet • E, G, X •

Cee’s Note: thank you pooks 😭🤍 ilysm and for you ofc I’ll do both. I’ll make a seperate post for Sabo 😉also eren is going to be an interesting one to write. His personality does a 180 in season 4 but I’m up for the challenge 😉

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around

you?)

Pre season 4 Eren, I think he was better at expressing his emotions.

He was very much a “wear your heart on your sleeve” type of person so you never had to guess how he was feeling

But now he is more closed off. It’s not you, don’t worry, he just has a lot on his mind and a lot of heaviness in his heart due to everything that has happened with him

You try to be there for him as best as you can and help him when you feel he needs it the most

Although he won’t say it, he appreciates you so much for everything you do for him

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What

are their habits when it comes to this?)

I don’t see him giving gifts often tbh

I see him as more of an acts of service type of lover

If your love language is gift giving, he will learn over time to give you small thoughtful gifts if that is what you desire

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

Let’s be real, Eren is a hopeless idiot shsjdj and i mean that in the best way possible

He may not be the best at picking up how you feel so there will be times you have to literally spell it out to him for him to get it

But once he knows how you feel, trust he will do anything in his power to take care of you and make sure you are ok

[crazychaoticizzy]

Hot Take:

Eren Yaeger is not a cool guy or fuck boy in modern aus. No, he’s a loser. He’s a mommas boy with daddy issues and complains about it all the time. He tried selling drugs once to seem cool but he overpriced them and no one wanted to buy them from him anyways.

That’s my hot take for Eren, I will indeed be sharing more hot takes in the future

Izzy <3

[lixiemissexotic]

More eren x Caribbean girlfriend pleaseeeeee

𝐘𝗼𝐮 𝐌𝐞 𝐋𝐮𝐯 #!

𝐧𝗼𝐭𝐞𝐬⤷ y’all melted my heart when I posted pt.1. y’all don’t know how happy it makes me to know that you feel represented. hope y’all like this one 🥹💕! apologies for the late response but classes have been kicking my ass. anywayss like always repost and comment if y’all like it. 🫶🏽

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝗼𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬⤷ 𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐭.𝐭𝐰𝗼

HARDCORE SHENSEA STAN just know “if yuh dis shenyeng a buss head”! he knows every lyric to ever song. when you saw one of your male friends in public and gave him a hug before returning to eren he gave a side eye and started singing “this an original sideman song mi open up mi feeling to a next man gyal” before he bursted out laughing.

loves fried plantains, hates frying plantains. it’s like an unspoken rule that he is not going to fry them without supervision. all because of the time he was watching them fry and his phone rang to he picked it up for like 2 minutes and when he got back they were burnt. He was sooo mad. frying plantains is like ptsd for him now lol, but he devours that shit.

he loves taking you on boat rides so you guys can snorkel and watch fish together. he’s a really good swimmer and has a thing for the water.

this hungry ahh eren. he is a foodie fss. he randomly craves fried bread fruit and cold tampering juice at random times. like in the middle of the night, one time your phone rang and it was a video all from eren and as soon as you answers it was him outside next to a tree saying “ i’m deadass about to climb a breadfruit tree right fucking now” and you were half asleep confused as fuck because who the fuck wakes their girlfriend up to say shit like that.

he lives for a good family beach party. when your family decide to load up the vehicle with a grill and cooler to head to the beach there’s always an invite for eren to be there. he catches fishes on the rocks with your uncles and helps your aunts clean them. he’s very helpful and respectful that’s why your family has taken such a liking to him. he makes a firee fish sauce, he can also grill really well.

surprisingly he’s really good a cricket, you though he was more of a football person until you saw his hit a six out of the yard. he plays cricket with your uncles and cousins all the time. when it’s cricket season he’s got tickets to every match. he even flew the two of you out to watch a match.

round di island fienddd he loves visiting all the cool places around the island. he loves the adventure and being able to gain knowledge about where you’re from. plus he gets to blast music while driving around so that’s a bonus.

spicy mango in sauce and mango chutney is one of his favorite things to exist. it’s one of yours too so there’s always some sort of spicy mango chutney laying around. ever since your mom taught him how to make it it’s been his favorite snack.

he loves water and parties so yk ehat that means, he obviously loves a wet fette. he pulls up with his shorts, sunglasses and cold Heineken in one hand and the other around your waist ready to party.

frozen homemade sorrel on holidays have his heart. he knowsss it’s an important ass occasion when there’s sorrel around. he drinks his weight in sorrel, spice rum, and peanut punch during the holidays.

© 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝗼 𝐥𝐢𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐠𝗼𝐝. 𝐂𝗼𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝗼𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝗼𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝗼𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝗼𝐧 𝗼𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝗼𝐫𝗺𝐬.

[leehoney0]

Always!

Female reader . Fluff . Suggestive

Nail tech reader who drags eren around nail supply stores,telling him in detail about what products are for what! and what she plans on using them for.

Nail tech reader jumping on eren to show him your cart full of supplies,kisses with a cute smile on your face hoping he will give in and buy it for you.he always does but it’s make you feel better asking!

Nail tech reader loving when eren massages your back and hands after finishing a sets with your client,he’d help you clean up and set up anything for your next client,he always know where things go back!

Nail tech reader hearing your clients gossip about the cute boy they saw outside bringing you Starbucks,hearts full of jealousy that such a handsome man was giving you undivided attention.

Nail tech reader being so happy that eren bought something for your work,showing you the charms he bought and acrylic that was sooo expensive you made sure his night was magical.

Nail tech reader asking eren to let you practice on him,he never turned you down unless he had work that day,showing off your work on his insta,tagging your account on his story,personal and nail account so people knew he was yours!

Nail tech reader always having her nails done,eren always choosing your next set,he loves how better the scratches felt on his back with your nails being done.

Nail tech reader apologizing for smelling like chemicals but eren never cared about that he just wanted to hug and kiss you all day long and a chemical would not stop that!

Nail tech reader kissing eren as he shows you the decoration he found for your nail room!,he would help you set it up,smiling proud about how it fit in your space so well.

Nail tech reader who hears Eren talk to his buddies about how proud and far you’ve come and how he would never leave your side.days being hard on you but eren always brought your mood back up.

Nail tech reader being surprised eren was thinking so hard on your next set,you being unaware about the ring he had hidden in your shared room,he loved your work and choosing one for your engagement was very important to him!

For my nail tecs out there ,as one myself I had to write something for us even if you aren’t or are heading towards that path hope you enjoy.also wish I had a boyfriend who supports my passions :( also I feel my nails are never done being a nail tec:/

[quills-of-freedom]

Short Story ~

Be mine 🌸

Female bodied reader X Eren Jaeger

Eren comforts the reader, who's boyfriend isn't treating them right. Well, he has a few things to say (and do) about that...

Warnings: Cheating. Smut. Emotional abuse. 18+ only.

Eren’s brooding eyes snap towards his roomates bedroom door when he hears the muffled voices of you and your boyfriend. Your voices weren’t quite yells - yet. But it was abundantly clear that there was almost certainly a storm brewing. Ignoring it, he returns his emerald greens onto the manga book he was reading, silently telling himself not to pry. This would be the fourth argument you two had this week - and it was only Wednesday. Over the course of the month…? He’d lost count.

He pushed away the irritation that began to claw under his skin. He’d always secretly had a thing for you and he seen that his douche bag of a roommate did not treat you as well as he should.

He leasuirely turns the page, his usual calm exterior hiding his frustration as sure enough, the volume of your voices begin to rise through the wood of the door.

He tries to ignore it, focusing on the magnificent art work that brought his pages to life. But he couldn’t help but wonder in the back of his mind how much happier you’d be if you just left his ass and got together with himself.

When he hears your voice crack and an uncontrolled sob break through your lips, he leaps up with a sigh, scratching the back of his head and heading into his room. Hopefully by the time he has a shower and is dressed, the two of you would have hashed it out and made up.

Fat chance.

“You don’t even have sex with me anymore…” He hears you cry tragically as he passes by the door to his room. “Do you think I’m ugly now…? I’m desperate here!”

His eyes widen and hands form into a fist, his entire body freezing at the sound of you sobbing those words.

Are you - no. Is he for real?! You’re gorgeous. You’re kind. Funny. Caring. Strong… What the fuck is wrong with him?!

He shakes his chestnut brown head and storms into his room, unintentionally slamming his door a lot louder than he’d meant to.

Eren takes his time in the shower - allowing the steam and hot water to relax him and refocus his mind. Really, it had nothing to do with him.

So why couldn’t he shake you out of his mind?

He was relieved when he eventually got out, dried and dressed and he no longer heard the yelling. His eyes scanned the alarm clock next to his bed.

21:43

He’d been in the shower for a little over an hour. The warm water soaking into his skin and making it feel that extra bit soft. With a lazy yawn, he strolls to his door to pick up his book from the living room. He’s surprised to see you sitting on the couch, alone reading his manga.

“Hey.” He sounds, eyes wide as your beautiful form is melted onto the sofa.

“Oh, hey.” You sit up nervously, placing his book down. “Sorry Eren, is this yours?”

“Where is he?” Eren asks, walking into the room.

“…I don’t know.” You mutter.

He could see that spark behind your eyes becoming extinguished due to that Jack ass and he wasn’t going to just stand by and watch that happen.

He places his hands in this trouser pockets, leaning against the wall. His man bun a lot more loose than usual from his freshly washed hair; a couple of strands falling over his handsome face.

“You know… I think you’re gorgeous.” He admits without a care in the world.

You blink in surprise, not really knowing what to say. “I… Uh… Thank you, Eren. It means a lot.”

“I know.” He shrugs, slinking over to you and plonking himself down next to you, the weight of him making you sink slightly. “I couldn’t help but hear you arguing. If you ask me…” He turns his head to look at you - his dark smouldering eyes peircing your very being. “He’s an idiot.”

Your cheeks begin to burn as you glance away shyly, your confidence well and truly in the back pocket of your boyfriend’s jeans - wherever they may be or who’s floor they’re on right now.

He returns his gaze ahead, arms splaying over the back of the couch, his left arm over your shoulders but not touching you.

“I’m sorry you heard us arguing.” You whisper.

“Doesn’t bother me.” He shrugs. “What bothers me is the burning question of why you’re even still with him.”

You don’t answer. You don’t have an answer. It’s a question you’d asked yourself all too often.

Whatever shower gel Eren uses rolls off him into your nose. A mixture of spiced sandalwood with a hint of teatree maybe? Whatever it was, it combined with the warmth of his skin, blanketing you with such compassion you could almost feel his increased heart rate as his eyes slyly drink you in.

“I heard other things, too.” He mutters, suddenly leaning his face close to yours with a smirk. “I can help you, if you want.”

“H-help me?” You heart palpitates and butterflies flutter within you, his demeanor totally changing into something you’d never seen from him before.

“I can make you feel good.” He explains with such simplicity, you were certain he couldn’t possibly be taking about what you thought he was.

Your vacant expression forces him to spell it out for you.

With his large hand cupping your face , he brushes his lips against yours his eyes then scanning your orbs for any resistance. All he can see is how startled you are; wanting to kiss him but your conscience holding you back.

“Let me take care of you…” He reiterates, his hand now slowly moving up your thigh. “In more ways than one.”

“E-eren…” You breathe, your logical thinking quickly being taken over by your now throbbing libido as this gorgeous man now gently slides his tongue into your mouth, catching your lips tenderly once he was fully inside.

He’s beyond elated when you return his affections, your hands quickly finding their way to his hair; your breathing rate quickened yet heavy. His tongue caresses yours, swirling and entwining, his throat buzzing with a low, short moan.

It’s a hurried kiss - your hands roaming each others face and hair with quick succession, your inhales and exhales pushing through your nostrils loudly, the both of you quickly becoming flustered.

Whether it were his alpha male DNA coming into play, or he got too fired up (maybe both) he ends up scooping you up with ease and carrying you, bridal style, into his bedroom. His lips never leave yours as he pushes the door closed with his foot behind hiny, reaching around and clicking the lock, before lowering you gently onto the bed.

He crawls over you, his breath heavy and eyes heavy lidded; his mouth finding its way to your neck and grazing it.

“Eren… I can’t. It’s not right…”

You hear yourself but it didn’t feel like it was you saying those words, your body screaming at you to just shut the fuck up.

“I’m just showing you how you should be treated.” He breathes, hand now roaming up your shirt. “You’re not doing anything. It’s all on me.”

Your moan that escapes you as he pulls at your nipple pushes him on the verge of crazed lust, his lips returning to yours as he rolls your breast around in his large palm, squeezing and pulling. It had been so long since you’d been touched in this way, your body craved it so badly. You found yourself grinding against his thigh, your kisses now desperate as you tug at his hair.

Somewhere within enjoying his touches and kisses, he’d removed your pants. You weren’t sure when, just one moment they were there, the next your legs were bare as his hand cups your crotch, your wetness soaking through the material of your panties.

“Eren…” You gasp, back arching at his warm skin - even through the material it felt so good.

His fingers hastily push them to the side with a groan, wanting nothing more than to have you fully. But he knew that wouldn’t be possible. Not with the thought of him looming over you like a shadow.

You cry out a lot louder than expected when his long finger slides into you, followed by a second, his thumb circling your external magic spot as he continued to nuzzle into your neck; kissing, whispering and biting.

“Do my fingers feel good inside you?”

You nod, your grip on the sheets tightening, your legs tensing and releasing as he begins to wiggle his digits.

He’d spent many-a-night imagining you under him like this. His long cock was solid, and you could feel his yearning for you pressing tightly against your thigh.

Your body is on fire as he works you, picking up speed as your insides suck him in, caressing him and begging for more.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous…” He hums, now looking down into your eyes. “Fuck… You’ve got me so hard.”

You whine loudly at his words, back arching and nails digging deeper into his matress. Your face is burning, boardering on hysterical as your untouched sex is so lovingly caressed.

“yes, Eren… It’s so good…” You sob, your mouth hanging open and your eyes clasping closed. “Ah~ Ah~~!”

“Fuck…” He marvels, watching you squirm at his charity.

“I’m going to… Already…” You warn, feeling suddenly full as the pleasure begins to get too intense.

“yes, cum baby…” He smiles softly yet devishly, his pace getting faster.

Your silent scream confirms your climax, your back springing and your insides clamping down, sprinkling his palm with your water as you swirl right down the drain and into the palm of Eren Yeager.

He watches you in sheer awe as you come undone, unweaving and unravelling at his mercy. Squirming and trembling, your body now under his control during those few seconds of unrestricted ecstasy.

You expected to be riddled with guilt when you’d come back to earth. But strangely you didn’t. It felt… Right.

“Do you feel better?” He mutters, his mouth caressing your shoulder.

You nod, speachless.

He removes his fingers reluctantly; placing them on his flat tongue. “You taste good too.” His tone has a bitter sting to it, you’re perfect, just like he’d always thought.

“Be with me. Leave him.” He states. “You deserve so much better. I want to be the one who takes care of you.”

You think about it for a moment. It makes so much sense to do so. But well, y/n… Whether you take him up on his offer or not - it’s up to you.