𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐍

❝ As royal as a queen, as buzzed as a bee. as stealth as a tiger, smooth as a glider. pure as a melody, pure as I wanna be ❞

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slight violence, eren being a bitch

[ the next night, 8 pm ]

"Action,"

Connie stared out the window, waiting for the camera to move to Jean.

"To think Commander Pyxos would go so far as to detain the volunteers.."

"Since.. they and the scouts were so close, we weren't told in advance." You sigh, walking over and sitting down in the chair next to him.

"Yeah, well, i'm sure he didn't have much choice. Until Zeke's intentions are made clear, it puts us in some real difficulty. And now Eren is suddenly aboard Zeke's plan. Whatever the two of them talked about, is something only they know. 

You look down, and Jean puts his hand on your back.

"Hey, did that look like Eren to you guys?"

You look over the back of the couch to face Connie.

"Not me. That wasn't Eren. If he's made up his mind to side with his half brother over us.."

"If he has, then what?" Mikasa speaks up.

"Then, we've gotta be prepared to cut him down if necessar--"

"I won't let you!" 

"Huh?" 

He turns to look at the black-haired woman.

"Are you siding with them, too, Mikasa?" Connie asks her. 

I don't think it'll come to that. Eren cares about us more than anyone. You guys should know that,"

You look at Jean, and he looks back at you with an almost unsure expression on his face.

"Maybe that's why he's so hostile towards anyone who isn't one of us. He cares too much,"

"Thats not it." You say.

"No matter how strong you were, the old Eren would always try to keep you off the front lines. But, he made Armin destroy the port and pulled you into that stupid fight! And all of us, too. The one's he called important."

"I think that's because he trusts us. If.. we hadn't gone, he couldn't have done it--"

"And Amy wouldn't have died."

The entire room went silent, only the small noises of the camera being rolled around on its post could be heard from the casts own ears.

"Mikasa.. When Sasha died, what did Eren do? did he cry? did he regret his actions?"

"Connie, stop," Jean huffs, and you sit up a bit straighter.

"Yeah, c'mo--"

"He laughed, Jean, Y/N. What part of it was so funny to him, hm? What part of Sasha dying? Explain it to me, Trina. Why was Eren laughing? Y-you know everything about him, right?"

"We'll talk to Eren. Just me, Mikasa and him. We'll find out his goal," Armin says.

"But.. will it help? What if his goals are the same as Zeke's?" Jean asks him, looking back up. "Now that the military has titan serum, we've got options."

"You dont mean--!" Mikasa gasps.

"The option of making someone we trust into a titan, who would then inherit Eren's Founding Titan.."

"Scene!"

"That last line didn't make much sense." You lean back.

"I think it was just the wording" Armin laughs.

"Definitely," You and Jean stand up, a small sigh escaping your lips.

"Does this mean we can go home now?"

𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗩𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗚𝗬𝗠 𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗧. 𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗡 𝗬𝗘𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗥,
𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗢𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗗𝗔𝗬 𝗔𝗙𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗡𝗢𝗢𝗡 ──

Harmless punches were being thrown.

Heavy breathing could be heard.

Small 'tch''s could be heard from the two partners mouths as they recklessly sparred like middle school boys on a football field during a fight.

Sweat gathered on your forehead as you jabbed Eren in the abdomen with your knuckles, receiving the same burning feeling as you were hit in the shoulder with the side of his hand.

You pant, grabbing his brown hair and yanking it forward.

"That shouldn't count!"

"You never said there were any rules, Yeager,"

"What the fuck." 

He stands still, giving the two of you a moment to re-wrap your hands and wrists.

You were hot, and the air around you felt heavy as you sweat.

He took a step to the side, and pulled a dice from the pocket of his jacket that laid on a bench.

"You're gonna try and take this from me,"

"That's gonna be easy."

"It doesn't have to be easy, though. Does it?" Eren smirked.

"Shuddup." 

You now both stood maybe six or seven feet away from each other, in a starting stance.

"Ready?"

"Yessirr,"

And then, you both lunge at each other.

This was supposed to be playful.

Well, it was. But it was somewhat violent.

You reach for the dice, but he grabbed your arm.

With one swift movement, Eren twisted your forearm and threw you over his shoulder, your back slamming onto the mat under you.

You weren't gonna stop there.

You scramble to your feet, and just like you had before, grabbed his hair, pulling it forward so he would fall.

He gasped, his strong arms grabbing you by the waist and laying on top of you, wrapping his forearm around your throat tightly.

"Eren--" You whisper, his grip tightening.

What the fuck was he doing.

This wasn't part of the game. 

Stop it.

Stop it Eren.

You buck your hips backwards, Your ass hitting against his hips.

A low groan emitted from the back of Eren's throat as he let go of you.

You cough, getting up for yourself.

"What the hell?!" You spit, laughing, out of breath as you put your hands on your head.

"I got carried away. I-"

"Let's just.. continue"

You huff, and dive down to grab him by his thighs, quickly knocking him backwards and sitting on his waist.

He could only stare at you.

"Ride' em, cowgirl!" Floch hollers in a very teasing manner as he passes by, just finishing up a quick round of intense sparring with Connie, who punches him in the shoulder.

'ow..'

You and the male under you both laughed, small smiles on your face.

He still had a sheepish, regretful look on his face as you look down at him.

"I really am, y/n,"

"I know you are, Yeager. Just.. next time you should tell me you have a choking kink."

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shorter one for this update

i didnt know what to write so heres this shit to keep yall fed

yall just a reminder that proof-reading is rlly annoying and so this is obvi unedited

𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑...

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