this chapter a little angsty😏🤝‼️

Saturday arrived quicker than expected, as your week flew by pretty fast. Each day you anticipated the upcoming event with Eren at his parents party.

You tried to imagine his parents in your head. You had only seen his brother before Eren knocked him out, and they shared a few noticeable features. It was hard to picture Eren in woman form, though, but you had an idea of what his father looked like.

You found yourself wondering what his relationship with his parents was like, and if he had anymore siblings. You've always wanted to know more about him, so you thought this was a good opportunity. You had asked him a few things before, but he always changed the subject or gave you a short response.

Without fail, Eren's car pulled around the front of your dorm building at 7 on the dot. You grabbed your phone and purse and quickly walked out to his car.

He watched you get in the car, then turned back to the wheel and leaned back a bit. "You look decent."

You giggle a bit at his shitty attempt to compliment you. "You have such a way with words, Eren."

The drive to the Jaegar's residence was about 45 minutes, which Eren informed you of beforehand. When he finally turned into the driveway, your eyes widened.

The house was practically a mansion. It was white with pillars on either side of the front door, and a circular driveway filled with cars. Balloons were tied to the pillars to mark the celebration, and few people stood outside.

"Woah, Eren you didn't tell me you were loaded!" He sighs. "Come on."

You get out of the car and walk around towards the front entrance. You feel Eren grab your hand as you walk, which startles you. Oh, right. I'm supposed to be his girlfriend.

The interior of the house does not disappoint. A spiral staircase is in the center of the foyer, with living rooms to either side. The room is filled with adults chatting and drinking champagne, and some glance at you as you enter.

Eren stops to talk to a few of the adults, each one making comments about how big hes gotten. One lady even pinches his cheeks. Eren clearly hates it, which makes you laugh to yourself.

"Eren!" You hear a voice call from the kitchen. You turn to see a brunette woman in a navy blue dress and white sweater waving him over excitedly.

They exchange a hug and the woman smoothed his hair. "It's like i haven't seen you in forever. Who's this?"

"Ah. This is my girlfriend. Y/n, this is my mother."

Your eyes widen. Mother? She looks so young. You had figured she was his sister or cousin, given her youthful appearance.

"Oh, hello. Nice to meet you, Mrs. Jaegar." You say, giving her a smile and shaking her hand.

"Oh, call me Carla. Wow, you're so pretty! I'm surprised Eren got a girl as nice looking as you to go out with him."

"Mom, stop." You laugh and thank her. His mom seems nice.

"You should go see your father, son. He's in his office with some friends." You see Eren's expression change a bit at his mother's words , as his face was now stern. "In a bit."

"Eren!" Yet another woman calls for him. But this woman runs and jumps into his arms, almost knocking him onto the floor.

"Jesus Mina, you almost knocked me over." Eren mutters, clearly annoyed. The girl releases him and steps back, still clutching his arm.

This girl was definitely the same age as the two of you, with medium length black hair. She was short and slim, and wore a tight black dress.

She's really pretty, you thought to yourself.

Her face falls a bit when she notices your presence. You give her a smile, but she casually glances up and down. "Um, who's this?"

"This is Y/n, my girlfriend."

The girls face falls even more when she hears those words, but she seems to quickly recover. "I see. I'm Mina, Eren's best friend." She plasters on a smile and hugs you, to your surprise. You glance at Eren over the girls shoulder and he just shakes his head.

"Um, nice to meet you." You say.

"So, when did you two start going out? It's rare for Eren to hold a relationship for long." She asks, nudging him with her arm.

You're taken aback by her awkward words. "Well-"

"We've been going out for a couple months." Eren states.

"Is this your first time meeting the Jaegers? Don't worry, they're really nice. I've known them for ages, and they treat me like part of the family."

You force a smile as you listen to her tangent. You were starting to find this girl annoying, which made you feel guilty inside. Why am I annoyed? I just met her and she hasn't done anything wrong.

"We're gonna go find my dad, Mina. I'll catch up with you some other time." Eren says, taking your hand in his once again. You didn't know if it was your imagination, but Mina seemed a bit bothered by this.

"Alright. Come visit me more. I miss having you over."

You two head towards the back of the house. "Is she really your best friend?" You whisper to Eren.

He scoffs. "Hell no. She's Mikasa's younger sister. We've known each other since we were kids, and she's always had a weird attachment to me. Our parents are friends and her dad is a big sponsor of my dad's company, so i'm forced to be nice to her."

You sigh in relief. Thank god you didn't have to act like you liked her.

"Speaking of Mikasa, I didn't know you two were that close. Why isn't she here?"

Eren shrugs. "Dunno. She might be visiting her new boyfriend she was telling me about."

You hung out with the girl occasionally at social events, and she was always nice to you, but you weren't super close.

You enter his dads office, and see a few men chatting. When they notice Eren, they all excuse themselves except one, which you presume to be his father.

His dad did resemble him a lot, as you expected. He had round glasses and a stubbly beard. He was quite an attractive man, which you would never say out loud of course.

"Son, it's good to see you." Eren's dad hugs him, and introduces himself to you.

He tells you his name is Grisha, and that you seem like a very nice young woman. You find yourself having to hide your blush when he kisses your hand. Why am I attracted to Eren's dad?

"Have you brought your averages up?" Grisha asks, leaning against an arm chair. Eren let's out a huff. "Dad, can we not talk about this right now?"

Grisha sighs. "Alright, I get it. But I have some things to discuss with you, so talk to me after the party."

Eren doesn't say anything after that, and his grip on your hand tightens. You feel out of place in this room, and consider stepping out. The tension was awkward and you felt you shouldn't get involved.

"Grisha, we're going to do a toast!" Carla calls from the other room.

The party runs somewhat smoothly. Eren occasionally has to leave to talk to people who look important, so you stand in the corner awkwardly sipping champagne.

People start to leave, and Carla and Grisha walk them out. Eren sits next to you on the leather couch in one of the parlors, and sighs. "It'll only be a little bit longer."

You nod, crossing one leg over the other. After the guests are gone, Eren's parents reappear.

"We'll be going now." Eren says, standing up and brushing his suit off.

"Wait, Eren. Let's talk in my office shortly." Grisha says. Eren doesn't say anything, but turns back to you. "Um, I'll only be a moment."

"It's okay, I don't mind." You say, trying to be as polite as possible.

The two men leave the room and you chat a bit with Carla. "So, how did you two meet?"

"Well, we go to the same school and have a class together. I guess we just became closer over the fall and now we're together."

You tried not to go into too much detail, as you didn't know what Eren told them your backstory was.

"Oh, how nice. I'm glad Eren has found someone who makes him happy. You know, ever since he hit puberty, he's been such a cold boy. He never shares what he's thinking and doesn't seem to care about a lot of things. But he wasn't always like that."

You wanted to know more. "What made him that way?"

"Well, his father has always put pressure on him to take over the family company. He was very strict with Eren, since his brother had no interest in the business or listening to Grisha."

You nod. "Oh, that makes sense."

So there is a reason Eren is the way he is, you thought to yourself. It made sense. His father treated him harshly his whole childhood, so of course he would want to be isolated from his family and others.

"But he really is a good man. He may not always show it, but he cares for others deeply."

The door opens harshly and Eren walks quickly out of his dads office. He walks over to you and grabs your wrist, almost knocking you over as you stand up from the couch. "We're leaving."

"Um, thank you for having me!" You shout back to Carla as you're practically dragged out of the large house.

Even as you're outside, his pace does not slow down. "Ow! You're squeezing my arm." You groan as he drags you, and his grip loosens slightly.

He lets you go when you get to the car and goes to the other side. He gets in and starts the car, not bothering to buckle as he speeds off when you close the door.

"Eren, don't drive so fast."

His knuckles turn white from gripping the wheel so tightly.

"Hey, what's wrong?" You ask, and to be honest, seeing him like this was scary.

He continued to ignore you and drive quickly down the country roads. You were glad there weren't many cars around.

Why isn't he talking to me? What the hell happened in that office?

"Eren!"

The car turns into an empty parking lot, pulling into two spaces at once. He lets go of the steering wheel and runs a hand through his hair. You let out a shaky breath of relief and turn to look at him.

"What's your pro-"

You're cut off as he grabs the back of your neck and pulls you forward, colliding his lips with yours. He kisses you roughly, tongue almost immediately slipping into your mouth. You're shocked by the action, and dont kiss back right away.

This goes on for a moment, before you pull away to breathe.

"Please, Y/n. I don't want to think about the party or my parents or anything else right now. I need you."

His face shows an expression you've never seen on him before. He was hurting. The pain in his eyes told you all you needed to know.

You didn't hesitate to reply to him.

You never wanted to see that expression again. In that moment, you promised to yourself that you'd go to great lengths to make sure he kept his usual cocky smirk instead.

"Okay."