Once you guys finish hotboxing, the four of you step out the car and stare up at the mansion before you. Connie looks at the large amount of smoke leaving the vehicle and bursts out laughing. "Think it's obvious we smoked?" He jokes.

Sasha groans and slams her head against the hood of Jean's car. "HEY!" He screams. "I hope there's food here. I'm staring." She groans.

You go to stand by her and lean against the hood now too. "If there isn't, I'm sure Niccolo will whip something up for you." You wink and pat her head. She shoots up and spins around frantically searching for said boy.

"He's not here yet." Jean says spraying cologne on himself. "I don't see his car." Man, he smells amazing. You wouldn't be surprised if a lot of girls came up to him tonight.

You feel a pang of jealously hit you. He also looked good too. He wore a dark navy blue collared button up shirt with the first two buttons undone and dark jeans. He wore a tan colored belt that matched his shoes. He smooths a hand over his hair and looks up at the sky. "Weather is nice." He says to no one in particular.

You take a peek at Connie who also looks super attractive. He wore the outfit you and Sasha helped choose for him. He didn't want to dress too nice so you gave him a comfy outfit that still looked like he put effort in and it definitely did a good job at flattering his features. He wore a maroon pullover hoodie with a black bomber jacket over top and black jeans.

He looks at the other cars parked out Eren's house and turns to you all. "There is already a good amount of people here. Let's go in." The three of you follow behind Connie.

As you reach the door you stop there awaiting for one of them to knock but they don't, they just walk right in which catches you off guard. They must be pretty cool with him.

Before you walk in, you turn your attention to the several cars that begin to pull up. You look at the time on your phone. 10:16pm. Guess 9 really does mean 10 around here.

The house is even more incredible inside. You look straight up overhead and you lay eyes on a massive, stunning chandelier. Due to the fact that you're high, you stare at it a little too long.

"Hello? Earth to y/n." Sasha waves her hand over your face. "Shit. Sorry." You laugh nervously. As your eyes shift back to reality, you notice the four of you have added two more people to your group.

Your face heats up with embarrassment when you realize they had been standing there for a while and Sasha was trying to introduce you while you were zoned out.

The new members of the circle you stood in included a tall and muscular blonde and an even taller, lean brunette with soft brown eyes. "This is Reiner and Bertholdt." Sasha says wrapping her arms around both of their necks from in between them.

Bertholdt smiles shyly and raises his hand to say hello. Reiner stares at you and rubs the back of his neck. "Nice to meet you." He says. He looks up at the chandelier you were lost looking at. "Don't worry I stared at it for hours too when I first saw it." That relaxed you slightly and washed away your embarrassment. You let out a laugh and the expression on his face looks proud of himself for calming your nerves.

The six of you walk through the house and into the backyard. Which was equally as huge. There was a string of lights that hung above your heads that illuminated the whole yard in the more tantalizing way. They looked so pretty and bright against the night sky. The grass was well kept and so were the bushes and flower beds.

What really caught your attention was the enormous crystal blue pool that was the size of your entire apartment. "Wow." You whisper to yourself.

You didn't even realize how close Jean was standing next to you, until your shoulders touch. "I know right. It's temperature controlled too. We usually get in during the after parties." He says.

After party?  You grew nervous again. He puts a hand on your shoulder and smiles. You look up at him and get lost in his eyes for a second. He laughs a little and grabs your hand. "Come on, let's get your a drink. You need it."

Jean leads you to the kitchen which looks way too nice to have a party in. He opens a cabinet by the fridge and there awaits bottles after bottles of liquor. He tilts his head back toward you. "Pick your poison."

You can't really see the options from where you stand off to the side so you stand closer and he moves an arm that blocks your way so you can get under it.

Now he stands right behind you as you tiptoe to look at the cabinet. "Um...I'm not sure. Maybe tequila, since we already started drinking it? I don't wanna mix too much or else I'll feel like shit tomorrow" You explain.

You stretch out your hand to grab a bottle of tequila when Jean reaches for it at the same time causing your hands to collide. You pull away fast and feel your face start to sting. He laughs and grabs the bottle. "Straight or mixed?"

When you don't respond, he chooses for you. He opens the fridge and takes out orange juice and pineapple juice. "Can you atleast choose between these two?" He teases.

You furrow your eyebrows together. "Both." He gives you a thumbs up and mixes the three liquids in a red solo cup.

Sasha appears out of nowhere and yanks open up the pantry door. "Ouuu, can you make me one of those, too?!" She asks Jean while grabbing a bag of Doritos.

Okay, they gotta be close to Eren if they are so comfortable with just rummaging through his kitchen like this. It confused you so much because of how they speak about him. Maybe he isn't that bad as they made him seem and you will be surprised like you were with Historia.

Jean sighs and takes out another cup and repeats the process. "What are you gonna drink?" You ask him as you watch him mix the drinks with your elbows on the cold island counter and hands holding up your chin. "Mm, probably beer. Jaeger always get kegs."

Just as soon as Jean finishes his sentence, Connie enters the kitchen with two beers in his hand and hands one to Jean. Connie then steals a chip from the bag of Doritos Sasha is currently scarfing down and uses his teeth to open the bottle. You cringe. That hurt me just looking at him do that.

Jean and Connie clink their beers together and say cheers and begin to take huge swings. You decide to follow and take a big gulp of your drink.

"How does it taste?" Jean asks you wiping away left over foam from his mouth. "Good. I can barely taste the alcohol so that's good. You're good at making drinks." You say taking another drink.

He leans against the counter and shrugs acting cool. "Yeah, I hear that a lot." Sasha rolls her eyes and slams her now empty cup down. "Yeah, yeah so good. Make me another one!"

Jean's mouth drops open. "HUH?! You already finished it? Jesus, slow down, woman!" He panics and rushes to make her another one. You cover your mouth and laugh.

"Hiiiiiiii!" You hear a squeal behind you and instantly recognize the voice. Historia wraps her arms around your waist and hugs you from behind.

You almost choke on your drink. "You scared the shit out of me, His-" You begin to say but stop when you see how incredible she looks. Her pretty blonde hair was pulled up in a straight, slick ponytail that brought more attention to her facial features.

She wore a mauve pink long sleeve mesh type shirt with a gold necklace and black jeans. She grinned widely. "You look so good!" You say grabbing her hands.

She spins you around. "Me? Look at you! Your outfit is so cute, I wonder who chose it out." She winks. Ymir laughs besides her. You're shocked to see how good she looks too. She wore a black lace bralette with a black and white flannel that laid perfect on one shoulder and hang loosely on the other. She paired it with light torn mom jeans and white Nikes.

"You look hot, Ymir." You say. She looks down at her shoes but smiles brightly when Historia agrees. "I know right! She looks sexy!" The blonde whistles. Ymir responds by blushing.

"Hey Mikasa." You hear Jean say. You turn to look for the dark haired girl and didn't even see her standing behind Ymir. "Hey." She says stepping out from behind the tall brunette. You gasp.

She looked amazing. She wore the dress you chose for her exactly how Historia said she should. The black dress was accompanied by a dark green and navy flannel that hung loosely past her shoulders and tied at the waist under a black belt with silver chains on it. She wore a black choker and her hair was too short to do anything to it but she had two little pigtails on the top of her head.

"Dude! You look adorable, I'm obsessed!" You gush and walk closer toward grabbing her hands so she can uncross her arms and you can get a better look at her. "Doesn't she look good?!" You turn to ask your friends trying to boost the shy girl's confidence.

Everyone sends her a compliment except Jean who just nods and then looks away. You then remember what the girls told you at Chic-fil-a and you instantly feel bad.

While all of you stand in the kitchen around the island cracking jokes and drinking, Reiner and Berholdt now included, it occurs to you that you have now met almost the whole friend group. But yet to have even seen the host the entire hour and a half you've been here. I guess they were right.

"Where's Armin?" Mikasa asks. You knew you were forgetting someone. Everyone shrugs. "I haven't seen him at all." Reiner says and Berholdt nods in agreement. You look around for the pretty blonde boy but can't see him.

While you're looking around, you notice the house becoming more and more packed. Historia was right about the house getting hot really fast because you feel yourself begin to sweat a little. "I'm gonna step outside for a sec, I wanna scope out the backyard again." You announce. Your friends nod with acknowledgment and return to their conversations.

You turn to head out the door when Jean grabs your arm. "Don't get lost. If you need me, I'll be right here. If you can't find me," He takes his phone out his pocket and wiggles it in front of you. "Call me. I'll find you."

You smile. "Okay, I will." You head out the huge clear sliding doors that lead to the backyard and exhale. The cool fall air hit your face and you felt like you could breathe again.

There are quite a few people outside. A couple kissing by a tree. Two girls on a couch gossiping. A group of guys shotgunning beers while recording. And one boy sitting by the pool with his feet in the water. Armin.

You begin to contemplate if you should go and introduce yourself since he is the only person in the group you haven't met. You hesitate because you figure that he's sitting alone for a reason considering all his friends are inside.

You take a deep breath and walk toward him. You slip off your shoes and dip your feet beside him. He looks up confused and studies your face. "Hi." You say swishing your feet in the water. The water was the perfect temperature and you fought the urge to dip your whole body in.

"Hi." He says with a confused smile. "I'm y/n. You're Armin, right?" You hold out your hand for him to shake. He shakes it and you're amazed at how soft his hands are.

"Your hands are really soft for a guy." You admit. He raises his hand to his face and looks at it. "Thanks. I don't really do sports so I rarely ever get them messed up." He rubs the back of his neck embarrassed.

The two of you sit in silence for a bit. The only sounds being the water jets and your feet swimming in the clear water. "So, y/n, right?" He asks you leaning back with his palms face down on the tile behind him and his face toward the sky. "You're the one I keep hearing so much about." You flinch a little.

You get in the same position he is in and join him at staring at the sky. There were so many stars out and for some reason they look brighter than usual. "All good things, I hope." You say trying to be lighthearted even though you were a little worried.

He nods and smiles. "Good things. I hope you like it here." Everyone was right. He was really sweet.

"I do so far. Everyone is so nice." You say still looking up. Armin breaks his focus on the stars and stares at you with a serious look on his face.

You frown back at him. "What?" He looks away and stares at the sliding doors that lead inside. You can see your friends still around the kitchen's island. "Yeah, they're nice." He says. For some reason you find yourself not believing him.

You bump his shoulder with yours trying to lighten the mood. "Is there something I don't know about?" You laugh.

He doesn't look at you or respond. You stare at him and admire his face. Even when he was being serious, he looked so soft. He was such a pretty boy.

"Your eye color matches the water." You say out loud on accident impulsively trying to change the subject since he seemed uncomfortable. He finally looks at you and you slap your hand over your mouth. "Shit. That was supposed to be in my head."

He laughs a real laugh. "You're funny." He says as he stands up. He dries his feet with a towel he had nearby and hands it to you. "Come on. Let's stop being antisocial and go inside." You smile and take the hand he offers you to help you stand up.

When you and Armin walk back in, all eyes turn toward the two of you. Sasha's eyes widen as she holds her solo cup to her mouth. "Mm!" She mumbles holding her drink in her cheeks making her look like a chipmunk again. She swallows hard and points at the two of you. "You found Armin! Yay!" She cheers. You can tell the group is already drunk because they all start clapping and cheering. You and Armin look at each other and laugh.

Jean approaches you with a beer in one hand and his other arm wrapped over a boy you never seen before. "Hey, this is Marco. He's another one of my best friends." He slaps Marco in the chest mid introduction a little too hard and Marco begins coughing and gasping for air and you can't help but laugh a little.

Jean looks at you when you do and smiles. "You have a cute laugh." He says and Marco looks at him with surprise. Marco unwraps himself from Jean's arm and grabs Armin by the shoulders. "Come on, Armin. Let's get you a drink." He says while walking to the ice chest with Armin. He turns around to yell, "Nice to meet you, y/n!"

You look up at Jean. "How does Marco know my name? You didn't even say it when you introduced us." He shrugs in response. "I may have talked about you to him." He grabs your cup from your hand and looks in it. "You need a refill?"

You nod. "Be right back." He winks. As he moves out your view, you catch Mikasa staring at you. Once she sees you notice her, she looks away and goes up to Armin who hugs her.

You walk up to the living room area where Historia and Ymir share a couch and Connie lays on another one with a blunt in his mouth. Sasha sits on the arm rest of the same couch.

"Wow, sparking up without me?" You say with mock disappointment as you sit on the other side of the couch's armrest opposite of Sasha. Connie inhales. "Didn't think you would be up for it since you almost died earlier." He teases you.

You roll your eyes and snatch the blunt from his hand. You take a big hit and pray you don't cough and embarrass yourself since you were acting so bold with all the liquid courage you had in you.

You exhale smoothly and Connie and Sasha both start slow, dramatic claps turning into louder ones and make whooping noises. Ymir and Historia giggle.

"Wow, she's a big girl now!" Connie sits up and smirks at you. You move from the arm rest and sit right beside him not breaking eye contact with the boy. You smell him for the first time since this is the closest you've been next to him since you met and he smells good. Like grade A weed and cologne.

You pass the blunt to Sasha who also joins the two of you on the couch now that Connie wasn't taking up all the space. You barely notice Ymir and Historia having their own conversation. "I haven't seen him at all since we got here. Who doesn't make an appearance at their own party?" Historia scoffs and crosses her arms.

"Why do you care so much?" Ymir asks cocking an eyebrow. "I don't! It's just rude!" The blonde defends. "It's rude to throw a party and not even greet or entertain your guests."

She looks up at the stairs that lead to what you assume is Eren's room and you watch her face grow sad. "He's probably up there with some girl." She says trying to disguise her hurt with disgust.

Ymir rolls her eyes and chugs the rest of her drink. She stands up and crumbles up the empty cup in her hand. "I need a refill."

Sasha looks at her and laughs. "You could've used to same cup to get a refill you know. Don't take your anger out on the poor thing." Connie snickers. "Yeah, Ymir. Chill out, you're literally killing the planet dude."

Ymir gives them the death stare and walks away. "Anger? Why would she be angry?" Historia asks innocently referring to Sasha's comment.

Man, she's slow. Anyone can tell Ymir had feelings from Historia. You barely just met them and it was so painfully obvious to you. Sasha pats her on the head. "You're so cute sometimes, you know that?"

Jean returns with your cup in his hand. "Here you go." You grab it and your fingers graze his a little making him smile. The two of you hold eye contact for a while until you both get startled by a scream. You turn to see who the culprit is and the answer does not surprise you at all.

Sasha jumps over the couch and hides behind it. "Oh my god, oh my god. He is here. Nic is here. He is totally here." She says peaking from the behind the couch. Historia snorts. "You're so cute sometimes, you know that?"

Niccolo, who looks exactly the way Sasha and Connie described him, tall, blonde and beautiful, approaches all of you. "Hey guys. Where's Sasha? I brought her some left overs I had from the dinner I made earlier." Suddenly Sasha springs up from behind the couch and ambushes him.

"Let me see!" She says as she snatches the plate wrapped with tin foil. He smiles really big. "It's your favorite too so I had to save your some." He reaches out to make contact with her but she falls to her knees as she opens the foil. "I love you." She says.

Niccolo stutters. "W-wait, what?" She jumps up again and panics. "I mean, I meant, I love it! Not you!" She fake scoffs. "Don't be full of yourself Nicky." She tries to play it off.

"Oh. I guess I heard wrong." He laughs. "Hey by the way, your hair looks great like that. Did you straighten it? I don't think I even see you with your hair down before?"

Sasha looks up mid bite of her food. Her eyes wide. "You-you like it?"

He grins. "Yeah, you should wear it like that more. But not too much cause I love how you normally wear your hair too." He says looking down at his feet. You and Connie exchange looks and decide to grab Historia and leave the adorably awkward couple to fend for themselves.

"Ugh, they're just so cute. I wish someone liked me like that." Historia cries, slouching and dragging her feet as you two pull her away.

You and Connie roll your eyes. She really was clueless. Historia stops dead in her tracks and gasps loudly. "Huh? What's wrong with you?" Connie says yanking at her arm.

She stares forward with fear in eyes. She doesn't respond for a moment until she finally croaks her voice. "E-Eren." She points at the giant staircase and a dark hair boy trailed down it. Finally.

You didn't know what it was but the whole mystery of Eren Jaeger ate at your mind. You hated not knowing stuff everyone else knows and were determined to find out for yourself. Historia squeals and runs to the kitchen and stands in between Reiner and Bertholdt. They look at her confused but once they notice Eren coming closer, they understand.

"What's up?" He says and starts greeting all the guys first. You carefully watch their reactions and body language around him. When he catches up to Connie, they do a special inside joke of a handshake that makes both of them smirk at eachother. So, Connie is cool with him and just is honest about what kind of person Eren is.

When he sees Jean, he keeps a straight face avoiding eye contact with Eren by looking at their hands connecting. Your guess? Him and Jean used to be close but either they fell off or he just stopped liking the thing he would do.

When it's Reiner's turn, Reiner smiles and takes a swing of his beer. The smile they exchange each other was like they were communicating telepathically. You keep that in mind.

When it's Bertholdt's turn, Bertholdt shakes his hand politely causing Eren to frown a little in confusion.

When he goes to Marco, Marco smiles nicely but avoids eye contact like Jean did. Since Marco and Jean were bestfriends, it would make sense they shared similar opinions about people. You kept that in mind too.

Lastly, was Armin. Armin laughs and stands up from a chair he was seated in and hugs Eren mid hand shake. Eren chuckles a litte too. Okay, they are definitely close. You make the assumption that Eren and Armin are probably bestfriends. Probably his only friend.

Standing next to Armin was Mikasa. You couldn't help but stare at her again because of how pretty you forgot she looked tonight. Eren notices that as well. "Wow. Mikasa." He looks her up and down. "You gotta dress like that more. You actually look good."

Mikasa's face turns red and she looks a little hurt when he says actually. You look around and everyone looks annoyed at his comment, even Armin. Mikasa looks down and plays with a strand of her hair. Jean flinches a little but Marco clears his throat and Jean relaxes.

Historia kept her gaze to her shoes, tapping them together to make it seem like she was too distracted to even notice he was there. He walks up to her and flicks her chin causing her to look up. "Historia." She freezes up.

"Jaeger. I'm here too. Where's my face rub?" Ymir says flatly. He looks at her annoyed and smirks. "Ymir, always such a pleasure." He moves past her and hugs Sasha who barely makes any interaction because she's staring at Niccolo from a distance while enjoying her meal. "Oh, hey." She says once she registers what happened.

You didn't know if she was trying to play it off like she didn't care for him being there or if she really did.

As Eren looks to make sure he greeted everyone, he looks at you and the room goes quiet. No, seriously, the whole room. You even feel like the music stopped for a second. "Y/n." Your heart drops. How the hell does he know my name?

Then you remembered Armin's words at the pool when he said he kept hearing about you.

If your observations were correct, him and Armin are bestfriends and you begin to wonder how the conversation about you went and who brought you up. "Yup, nice to meet you." You wave to avoid an awkward handshake.

He smiles. "Yeah, I hope so." He walks to the living room to greet the rest of his guests. You stand there frozen for a moment as everyone around you either stares at you or exchanges looks with eachother.

Jean scoffs and walks outside, Marco following. Connie swings open the pantry door like nothing happened and rubs his chin searching the closet. His munchies definitely kicked in. Sasha joins him once she tears away her eyes from Niccolo and realizes she heard the squeak of the panty door opening.

Historia sat down and stared at her feet that hang from the chair and watched them barely skim the floor. Ymir had her arm rested on Historia's shoulder trying to come up with something to cheer her up. Mikasa was no longer there and neither was Armin. Reiner and Bertholdt went outside to shotgun some beers. It was just you sitting by yourself now wondering what everyone was thinking about you right now.

Two and a half hours had passed since you, Sasha, Connie and Jean arrived at Eren's party.

The place sure filled up quick like they said it would. The party seemed to now be at it's peak. Everyone was feeling their alcoholic beverages by now and was dancing to the music playing on the massive speaker that laid by the even larger TV in the living room.

"Y/n?" You hear a girls voice behind you. You turn around and see your room mate Hitch's face. "No way! You got invited here? You made friends really fast then." She says impressed. She eyes the people you are standing next to. "Ohhhhh."

You frown. "What?" You glance at your friends and then back at her trying to find an explanation for her reaction. "Nothing." She smiles waving her hand in the air signaling you not to worry about it. You want to so desperately keep questioning her but don't want to be annoying.

"This place is killer, right?" She says in awe as she stares at the chandelier. "I would die to have a house like this. That's why I wanna marry rich."

You laugh and without thinking you say, "Marry Jaeger then so this house can be yours." Hitch's bright smile drops and she looks at you with her mouth forming a straight line and her eyes growing dark. You shiver because you always see her as so cheerful and bubbly so her now cold demeanor scares you. "Yeah. Right. I rather marry poor in that case." She scoffs. Ouch.

You both stare at the chandelier in silence. You twist your fingers fighting the urge to open your mouth but your mind is asking a million questions that you can't answer and it's driving you insane. The fact that you were crossfaded didn't help your case either.

"Hitch, why does everyone hate Er-" You start but get interrupted by Sasha. Hitch looks grateful for the interruption. "Let's dance! I love this song!" She says pulling you away. "Hey Hitch!" Hitch waves and walks back to the people she came with.

On the floor already busting moves is Connie and Historia, who seems to be in a way better mood now. Ymir sits on the same couch she was sitting on earlier and just admires Historia, giggling here and there.

Jean was talking to the guy controlling the aux in attempt to request a song. A girl stands behind him working the courage to tap him on the shoulder. She turns to take a peak at her friends who shoot her nods of encouragement from a distance.

She taps him on the shoulder and clears her throat. "Jean?" He looks at her and smiles. They have a conversation that you can no longer hear when a new song comes on.

You try to read their lips but you aren't that great at it so you just watch their body language. The girl stands before Jean nervous and looking down at the ground.

He notices and says something that makes her laugh and she gets more comfortable and steps closer. She looks right at him, their faces just a few inches apart. Your heart hurts a little and you decide to turn away before you cause yourself anymore damage.

Sasha yanks your arm with incredible force that if you didn't have alcohol running through your veins, it probably would've hurt a lot. "Stop staring at Jean and dance with us!" You sigh and join them on the dance floor screaming the lyrics to I Gotta Feeling by Black Eyed Peas.

You jump up and down holding hands with Sasha. Connie picks up Historia marriage style and spins her around causing her to erupt into a laugh attack. Ymir has the biggest smile in her face. You can tell Historia's happiness means everything to her.

You look down at your cup and eye the small sip that is left and finish it. Someone grabs it from your hand. "Want more?" Jean asks. Sasha growls as he steps in front of you causing your intertwined hands to come apart. "Yes, please." You say while laughing at Sasha. "Get out of my way!" She whines and shoves him. "This is the best part of the song!"

Jean returns with your drink in his left hand as well as another one in his right. He hands Sasha her drink. "Here, for ruining your ring-a-round-the-rosie." Sasha rolls her eyes and takes the drink immediately indulging in the liquid. "I guess I forgive you." He turns to hand you yours and when you reach out for it, he pulls it away over his head.

You frown. "Funny." You stand on your toes and try to reach for it but it's nearly impossible considering the distinct height difference between you two.

"There's two ways you can get it. You either manage to reach it," He says holding the cup even higher and holding two fingers up in the air with his unoccupied hand. You try to jump up but you're so tipsy that you lose your balance and stumble forward and almost land on Jean before he catches you.

Your head lands softly on his chest and his cologne swarms your nose. "Or you dance with me." You look up at him your hands pressed against his chest from when you tried to use it as support mid fall.

You narrow your eyes at him. "Fine." You spin on your heel and turn to the space that was being used as a dance floor. You look back at him. "Don't embarrass me." He laughs.

"I'll try not to." You tease.

The song playing is now Temperature by Sean Paul. Historia begins to shake her butt and runs up to Ymir and begs her to get up and dance.

Sasha and Connie begin trying to sing the lyrics but do horrible considering they don't really understand what he's saying. They also bust out some very questionable dance moves.

You and Jean laugh at them and he grabs your waist and pulls you closer to him. Your eyes shoot open and your heart beat accelerates.

He moves side to side using his warm hands around your waist to move you to do the same. You think about how sexual this song is and you feel butterflies swarm in your stomach.

You laugh and once you're comfortable, you begin to move on your own. Your bodies reading eachother's without effort. He spins you around and now your back is against his front. You both continue making the same movements and you try to pretend your pussy isn't screaming at you right now.

You feel his breath on your neck and his beard brushes your ear causing it to tickle you. You continue to dance, your body loosening up the more you get comfortable and the more you sip your drink. He is so loose and moves so smoothly that you feel as if you're too stiff in comparison.

You take as much of your drink as you can at once down your throat and try to match his energy. This makes him press against you even closer.

You don't even pay attention to see if anyone is watching the two of you. You're so in the heat of the moment, so into him humming the melody in your ear, so into his body rubbing up behind you and so into smelling his cologne that you don't even care.

You gain confidence and push back against him and start to grind on him, moving your hips with the beat. You feel him stiffen a little and his breath get heavier. You can't help but smirk at yourself.

You also feel... something else. You can't even control your laughter at this point as the drink begins to make you dizzy. He laughs nervously. "Shut up. Please don't move or else everyone will see." He says in your ear, the heat of his breath making you feel warm. The sound of him begging you turns you on for some reason.

"Don't let me move then." You taunt shuffling forward so that your body and his are no longer pressed against each other. You make it seem as if you're about to walk away and he pulls you by your waist again. "Stay." He says in a low voice.

Your cheeks ache from smiling too hard but he doesn't see it since his face is buried in the hair on top of your head as he hides his embarrassment. "Fine. I'll stay." He wraps his arms around you and keeps dancing.

Once Jean's boner goes down, he releases you and a little bit of disappointment swims over you. Shots by LMFAO starts playing and everyone screams. Sasha runs up to you and grabs your face which is still flustered from Jean. "Shot time bitch!"

Everyone runs back into the kitchen at alarming speed and Connie stands there filling up shot glasses. You just know he was the one who requested the song because of him singing it earlier at the apartment and by how prepared he already was with about ten shots already poured before the song even begun.

Everyone praises him and he responds by handing the shots out. "Ready?" He says grinning deviously at everyone. Everyone looks at eachother and nods with the same facial expression. Are you missing something?

Sasha notices your confusion and explains what is about to go down. "See how everyone is standing around the island side by side? The line starts with Connie. Whenever the song starts saying 'SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS', we all down our shots in order one by one. So when that part start, the first 'SHOTS', Connie will take it signaling the others to follow. The person who poured the shots always goes first."

"Ohhhh." You sing. You stood in between Sasha and Reiner. "Basically, follow my lead." Reiner says overhearing Sasha explain the game to you. You nod understanding it now.

"When I walk in the club...." Sasha pokes you singing along to the song. "All eyes on me." You finish, wiggling your shoulders.

"IM WITH THE PARTY ROCK CREW, ALL DRINKS ARE FREE!" She throws her arms in the arm and screams those lyrics a little louder and you know it's because she related to that part.

"We like Ciroc!" You hear Hitch yell from further down the line. "We love Patron!" Reiner says lifting up his shot glass. "WE CAME TO PARTY ROCK!" Jean and Marco yell with their arms around eachother pointing at Connie to finish the words. "EVERYBODY IT'S ONNNNNNN!" Connie howls.

Sasha was right. As soon as the first SHOT is yelled in the song, Connie throws the shot into his mouth. "SHOTS, SHOTS, SHOTS!" Everyone chants anxiously awaiting their turn in line.

After Connie it's Jean, then Marco. Bertholdt and Reiner follow. You're up next. As soon as you see Reiner push the clear liquid down his throat, you do as he says and follow his lead. You toss the shot in your mouth and turn to Sasha who follows and does the same once you're done. You all watch everyone go down the line and take their shots.

Sasha puts her head on your shoulder and let's out a deep breath. "I missed nights like this!" The last one in line standing next to Connie signaling the end of the line, coming full circle, is Niccolo.

When it finally gets to his turn, he looks right at Sasha, smiles and takes the shot. Her head still on your shoulder, you feel her body grow weak. "Did you see that?" She whispers so low you can't tell if she was asking you or herself.

Once the song is over, everyone begins discussing what games they should play to keep the party going. You hear things like "suck and blow" and drunk Uno or Jenga.

While everyone throws ideas at eachother, it dawns on you that you have to pee. You hesitate before tapping Sasha's shoulder to ask her where the bathroom is at when you see her in a full fledged argument with Jean.

"DRUNK UNO WOULD BE MORE FUN." She says angrily. "Suck and blow. We already found the cards to play with. Plus, we don't even have Uno!" He replies with the same energy.

"You just wanna play suck and blow so you can kiss y/n." She pouts and crosses her arms. His mouth drops open and he shoves chips from an open bag nearby in her mouth harshly. "SHUT. UP." He glares at her and tilts his head using it to point at you.

Sasha spins around to face you and swallows hard. "Oops." She giggles her hand covering her mouth. "But it's totally true!"

She snaps around to face him again recrossing her arms. "DOES ANYONE HAVE UNO?" She screams. Niccolo walks up to her and takes a deck of Uno out of his pocket. "Here." He hands it to her.

What the hell? You just carry around a deck of Uno in your pocket?" Jean snaps.

"Uh- no." Niccolo chuckles nervously and scratches his head. "I know she likes to play it when she's drunk so I brought it just in case. Lame, I know." Sasha looks up at him holding the deck to her heart, her eyes sparkling.

"Um... where is the restroom?" You interrupt. The three turn to look at you. "Huh? Oh uh. There is one over there." Sasha snaps out of her trance and points to a restroom near the entrance. You groan at the sight of the long line outside the door.

"I have to wait in that?" Your shoulders sag.

"Someone is probably fucking in there again." Connie laughs and you just realize he is laying down on the top of the kitchen table letting a girl take a body shot off him. You move back shocked but everyone else remains the same as if this was something normal to see.

"Man, I really gotta pee." You bounce your leg up and down. "Just go to the one upstairs." Sasha suggests now recording Connie. Niccolo stands behind her and puts his chin on her shoulder to watch the screen. She tenses up and you see the panic in her eyes.

"Yeah, just use the one upstairs." Jean says also taking his phone out. "Go up the stairs and enter the first room to the right. The restroom is there. Just knock first."

You stand still for a moment, your leg stops bouncing for just a second. "Are you sure that's okay? Eren won't get mad or anything?"

Jean looks up from his phone and looks at you and then at Sasha and Niccolo. "Eren? Mad? Never." The three burst out laughing at what you guess is an inside joke.

You sigh. "Just go. It's fine, love. He doesn't mind when any of us use the upstairs restroom, only everyone else." Sasha assures you.

"But, he doesn't even know me." You had no idea why you were being such a pussy. Jean scoffs. "If he gets mad at you, just say I sent you." The way he said it so confidently made your heart flutter. It was almost like he was saying not to worry cause he'd protect you. You suck in a deep breath and begin to make your way to the staircase.

On your way up the stairs, you run into Mikasa who is heading down them. Her face flustered and red and her eyes watching her feet.

You're surprised to not see Armin behind her since they disappeared around the same time. Maybe they weren't together this whole time like you assumed. She smooths out her dress, adjusts her belt and brushes her fingers through her hair which you just notice is a little messed up.

She looks at you and freezes up. "Hey! You missed us dancing and taking shots." You stop midway.

The two of you stand facing eachother in the middle of the long, elegant staircase. "Oh." She messes with her choker, avoiding eye contact with you. "I don't really dance so that's okay."

You nod and study her. Her face looks damp and pink like she had been sweating. "Hey, are you okay? Did you throw up in the restroom or something?"

She panics. "What? Oh no. I was- I-" She begins to stutter. You decide to change the subject whenever it becomes clear to you what she was actually doing.

"I'm looking for the restroom actually. Room on the right, right?" You ask, pointing to that direction. She looks up at the room and she starts getting avoidant again. "Right." She walks past you and continues making her way down the stairs not saying anything else.

Well that was weird. You look forward and keep walking up the stairs. You stand in front of the door they claimed to be the one you were to enter. As you reach for the handle, you recall Jean telling you to knock first so you do. When no one answers, you open the door.

Behind the door, is a dark room with black walls and a navy blue bed. You pay extra close attention to the red LED lights and it suddenly makes since why Mikasa looked like that.

You scope the room and see a picture on the dresser by a flat screen TV and Xbox. A picture of three little kids smiling at the beach holding up peace signs. Two dark haired kids, one boy and one girl and a blonde boy in the middle. You hold the frame up to your face and after a while it hits you that you're looking at a picture of young Mikasa, Armin and Eren.

Shit. This is his room. You begin to panic and try to calm your nerves by trying to remember why you came up here. You search for the door that leads to the restroom but there is two in the room not counting the one you came in from. You can't tell which is the restroom so you just open the one closest to you.

It occurs to you that it's the wrong door when you see a whole bunch of clothes instead of a toilet. God, I'm about to piss myself. You stare at the closet for a little and drag your finger along the rack of his clothes. So much black. "He really is an emo boy." You laugh out loud. As soon as you let out your laugh, the other door in the room swings open. You slam the closet shut and you shit yourself a little when you see who it is.

"What are you doing?" The infamous Eren Jaeger asks you blanked faced. "Um..I was looking for the restroom?" You say and it comes off sounding more like a question than a statement.

He blinks at you. "There is one downstairs." He walks up to the closet and shuts the door right since you didn't and looks you dead in the eye. He was standing so close to you.

"Yeah but there's a long line and I couldn't hold it anymore. I think someone is having sex in there." You say trying to relieve some of the tension.

"Pee on yourself then." He says flatly, his voice echoing. He stands tall in front of the door, blocking it's entrance. You look at him furrowing your eyebrows. He looks down at you since he's way taller and his face is deadly serious. The red LED lights shining against his face adding to his demanding presence.

"What?" You ask, attitude growing in your voice. He keeps the same emotionless expression. "Or go outside and dig a hole or something." He shrugs. You stare him dumbfounded and not even knowing what to say.

He starts laughing like a maniac. You stare at him in shock. "Just kidding. Chill." He says once he's done. He puts his hand on your arm and it's so cold that it sends chills throughout your body.

You stand there confused about what just happened and he opens the restroom door for you. "Don't forget to flush. We just met and I don't think I'm ready to see your shit yet." He says straight faced.

Man it was hard to know when he was being serious or not since he just had one facial expression. "I don't need to shit! I just gotta pee." You snap, annoyance lingering in your voice.

"Hey man, I don't gotta know what you're doing in there, just flush." He walks past you and kicks his shoes off before laying down on the bed and turns the TV on.

You cross your arms and scold him. "Aren't you supposed to be downstairs partying?" He doesn't even look away from the TV when he says, "Aren't you supposed to be peeing?"

You stumble backward a little. You don't know what it was but he really knew how to get under your skin. You scoff and enter the restroom.

It was surprisingly clean. And of course, massive. He had a huge shower with jets on each side of the walls. There was even a speaker in there. The sink was a beautiful black and blue marble top.

You lock the door and do your business. Once you're done, you walk up to the sink and stare at yourself in the mirror. Your hair wasn't as neat anymore from grinding up against Jean and your eyes were low from smoking. "Still look good." You say to your reflection. You look down at the sink to wash your hands and only see a blue bar of soap. "Men."

When you exit the restroom you see Jaeger still on the bed watching something on Netflix. You look at the TV and try to figure out what he's watching. "Are you done?" He asks still facing the TV arms crossed under his head. You look at what he's wearing. He wore a dark grey ACDC band tee with olive green cargo looking pants.

"Hey." He calls. "Huh?" You snap back to reality. "Are you done?" He repeats, a bored expression on his face. You stare at him in amazement at how rude he can be. "Yes. I'm done." You snap at him. He tilts his head to the door subliminally telling you to leave. Okay, I hate him.

You head toward the door to leave and as you open it, you turn back to look at him. "By the way, it wasn't." You say. He looks at you finally and looks at you like you just said the most stupid thing he's ever heard. "What wasn't what?" You can hear anger in his voice. That made you happy for some reason.

"It wasn't nice to meet you." You say bluntly referring to your interaction with him from earlier. His lips part slightly and you slam the door shut behind you before he can even say anything. Unlike Historia, Eren Jaeger completely lived up to his reputation.

It almost seems like you were stomping down the stairs. You felt annoyance rush through your limbs but at the same time you also felt proud for getting the last word in. It made complete sense to you why people disliked him. He came off as very arrogant.

The more you replayed the interaction with him, the more your blood boiled inside you. You weren't sure why you were getting all hot and bothered by some lame guy who hides from his own parties.

The heat from all the dancing bodies did not help with your rising temperature. You pushed past a bunch of drunk people and tried to make you way outside. You needed some air to cool down before you went back to your friends.

Since it was much later than when you first came out here, the air was much cooler. You close your eyes and allow the autumn air to brush your face and listen to it shake the nearby trees.

When you open your eyes, you look at your surroundings. There was a lot more people out here now and you just knew it was because it was too crowded inside.

You notice Armin sitting under a tree with a blonde girl. They sit pretty close together and although the girl has a straight face, Armin is smiling brightly at her.

"Hey! There you are!" Sasha jumps up from behind you. "I was worried Jaeger murdered you or something."

"Mm, something like that." You murmur. She frowns. "Oh no. What did he do? Whatever it was, don't tell Jean. He'll lose it cause they're already on thin ice with eachother. Unless it was bad, then yeah tell him so he can beat the shit out of him."

You laugh and shake your head. "Nothing, he's just annoying." Connie comes up from behind Sasha with Niccolo alongside him. "Well I could've told you that." He says bumping into you.

Niccolo stands next to you. "We were about to start playing Uno but Sasha didn't wanna start without you." You smile at the girl who smiles back at you.

"Lowkey we just need more players." Connie admits bluntly with a shrug. Sasha slaps his arm and Niccolo laughs.

"Hey, Annie did come." Sasha says, a bag of Sour Patch Kids in her hands. Where did that even come from?

All of you turn to see where Sasha is looking and then you realize that the Annie she is talking about is the one sitting with Armin.

"That's Annie, y/n. The one that was supposed to go shopping with us but bailed? Yeah, she usually does that. She's cool though. Just prefers to be alone I guess." Sasha shrugs.

"She seems to get along well with Armin though." You point out. Sasha takes a swing of her drink. "Mm. See I told you, everyone loves Armin."

"Plus, I heard he's packing. That's why he gets a lot of girls." Connie announces and shotguns a beer. All of you laugh. "He is also really pretty looking." You add.

Out of nowhere Jean appears. "Did someone say pretty?" He coos.

Sasha groans loudly and pushes the now empty and crumpled up bag of candy up against his chest. "Oh, shut up. Come on. Let's go play!" She begins walking back inside when Niccolo grabs her hand. "Wait. Maybe we should ask Armin and Annie if they want to play. It's more fun with more people anyway, right?"

She stares at their joined hands and stammers. "O-okay. Yeah, let's ask." The two walk toward the tree the blondes are seated under and when you noticed their hands are still clasped together, you smile to yourself.

Connie throws his arm around you and points drunkenly at the pool. "See that right there? Once all these people start leaving, we are getting in there."

You turn slightly so your face is right by his. "We as in you and me or we as in everyone?" You tease. He smirks at you. "Hey, y/n. If you wanna get in my pants just say so."

You throw his arm off you. "You wish." You shove him playfully. He shoves you back and you almost trip and fall into the pool. "Ouuuu, if I would've fell in, you would've been a dead man." You threaten, moving away from the water.

He shakes his whole body theatrically. "I'm shaking in my boots." He taunts. Jean laughs and eyes you. "You're cute when you act tough." You roll your eyes and shove him too. "I am tough, actually."

He swings an arm around your shoulders like Connie did earlier. "Yeah. Yeah. Let's wait for them inside and try to call the table before anyone else does."

The three of you make your way back inside and in the reflection of the glass doors, you see four people following up behind you. Sasha, Nic, Armin and Annie.

Luckily, no one was using the table because mainly everyone was in the living room, the front entrance or in the backyard. You all take your seats and it amazes you once you see everyone was able to grab one because of how enormous the table was.

Sasha slams the deck on the table and eyes everyone intently. "Are you bitches ready?" A few shouts and howls echo from here and there. She opens the deck and begins passing the cards out.

At the table sits, you, Sasha, Connie, Nic, Jean, Annie, Armin, Reiner, Bert, Ymir, Historia and even Mikasa. On your left sits Reiner and on your right sits Jean.

You look up at Reiner who is finishing the last of his beer. "We gotta stop meeting like this." You flirt. He looks right at you and flirts back. "Maybe I'm doing it on purpose."

You flash a smile before turning to your right where Jean stands. You hoped he might've overheard but he's already paying attention to his hand of cards.

"Hey. No cheating." He side eyes you and hides his cards. "I wasn't looking at your cards, dummy." You clarify.

"No? Then what were you looking at me for?" He grins. You try to come up with a quick and slick response. "I was trying to see what a loser looks like." Unfortunately, the best you could come up with on the spot.

He gasps. "Ouch. So you think you're gonna win, huh?" He inches closer to you and the two of you are touch shoulders.

Without breaking eye contact you say, "Oh. I know I am." He chuckles softly, shakes his head and returns back to eyeing his cards. "You're confident I'll give you that."

"Confidence gets you what you want, don't you agree?" You respond as you shuffle your cards to organize them by color. You subconsciously applaud yourself for your boldness and quick responses tonight. You had to give credit to all the liquid courage swimming in your body right now however.

He turns his head to look at you, his eyes blown, wild and filled with excitement. He flashes a smile at you and opens his mouth to say something but Sasha begins shouting.

"Okay! We all know the rules, right?" Everyone nods. You sink into your seat a little cause you aren't sure if you do. Everyone has their own way of playing Uno these days. Thankfully, she clarifies anyway.

"Regular rules apply. BUT! If someone uses a plus 2 on you, that's one shot. Plus 4, two shots. If someone also uses a skip on you, that's a shot too." Your heart begins to race with excitement and a little bit of anxiousness.

Everyone is about to get fucked up.

You find it a little crazy how everyone was so okay with getting overly drunk especially on a school night. But they were so chill and nonchalant about it that it seemed like this was nothing new to them. Like they partied on weekdays all the time. You were just glad you didn't have class early in the morning.

As the game goes on and it gets later, you noticed slowly one by one groups of people begin leaving. The house progressively becomes less crowded. Thank God.

Right now, you've only taken a total of 3 shots. A surprisedly low number compared to Connie and Niccolo who have both taken 6. Everyone else 4 minus Annie who only had taken one.

The more shots people took, the more talkative and comfortable everyone got. Even Annie and Mikasa were enjoying themselves.

It's Reiner's turn and he sets down a skip card, skipping you. "Sorry babe." He says and pours you a shot

"You better pray no one uses a reverse card." You narrow your eyes at him and down your shot.

The color of the card Reiner played was green and you had no green cards besides one. A plus four. You shoot Jean a pitiful look and suck your teeth before setting it down.

A bunch of ouuuuuu and loud laughs erupt once you set it down for everyone to see. Jean covers his face and yells. "You're gonna kill me, woman!"

Reiner passes him two shots and before he takes them, he shoots you a look that says "I'm gonna get you back." You smile innocently and bat your eyes at him.

A couple more rounds go on and more and more people start leaving. Out of nowhere you feel a kiss on your cheek planted by a very drunk Hitch. "See you at home, babes!"

You smile at her and ask her if she's gonna get home safe. "Yeah, don't worry, we got an Uber!" She replies with her words slurring.

You laugh and get up to hug her. You can tell she's drunk as hell because she hugs you for way too long and you swear she was about to fall asleep for a second.

"Hitch?" You giggle, shaking her slightly. "Shit! Sorry!" She wakes up. She waves bye and runs off to her group of friends. Once her group is out the door, you realize everyone is gone and now it's just all of you.

"I didn't know you knew Hitch." Reiner says curiously. "Oh yeah, she's my roommate. She's pretty cool. You know her?" You ask.

He takes a quick look at the card Bertholdt puts down before responding. "Yeah, we all do. She used to hang out with us a lot but she stopped."

Finally. You press for more information. "Why?" He shrugs. "I think it's because she messed around with Eren but he didn't want a relationship with her. He wanted just a booty call and she got hurt so she just stopped coming around."

Ohhhhh. Now everything makes sense.

And speaking of the devil, Eren walks into the dining room and begins to take his shirt off like nothing. "Let's get in the pool." He says almost commanding.

And with no complaints or hesitations, mid game, everyone gets up and follows him.

Wtf?

Don't they hate this guy? Why are they just listening to him like nothing? Now you're even more confused.