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EREN YEAGER
AGE : 19
RANDOM FACT : FAVORITE
FOOD IS CHEE-BURG

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↬ "EREN, YOU DON'T HAVE TO GO ALL OUT JUST TO IMPRESS A GIRL WHO ISN'T EVEN WATCHING YOU," armin said, as he was seated down beside of eren who was doing his bench presses.

"what? i—i'm literally not trying to impress anybody!" eren answered, realizing that armin had said that aloud and was completely getting embarrassed by it.

you had been watching eren lift the barbell for a while now, though it felt awkward just to sit there and watch someone else while they worked out. thus, you went over to mikasa who was stretching her body out.

you were still quite astonished by how well built mikasa was, those perfect abs that she had just made your hand clutch over your own stomach, wondering if you could ever achieve such thing in your life.

after meeting mikasa last night and seeing her again today, you really wanted to get to know her better now too. you noticed on how she always carried a red scarf around her neck, and even if she was in a fancy attire, she would wear the scarf.

mikasa felt your gaze on her, turning her face towards you and making you panic for being caught.

"do you need something?" she questioned you, and you just shook your head.

"nothing! i was just simply dazzled by you, that's all," you admit with a jumpy tone, her casual expression on her face didn't seem to change. instead, she just turned her head away and proceeded to do her stretches.

"you know, you just completely forgot about watching me lift those barbells," jean's voice appeared suddenly behind you, making you startle a bit and almost smacked his face with your hand, but he saw the movement and gently grasped onto your wrist so it wouldn't hit his face.

"oh, sorry jean," you frowned, getting your arm out of his grasp. you actually had forgotten to watch jean do his bench presses with the heaviest bell there was, but you promised jean to watch him the next time.

"damn it, that means i won't get my ice cream," jean mumbled to himself, his mood completely dying down now that he wasn't going to be able to get his ice cream.

"oh don't be such a baby kirstein, i'll buy you ice cream," you tried to cheer him up, not wanting to see jean upset just over not getting ice cream. "but, you still have to promise me to lunch."

"yeah, yeah! you know i always keep my promises," jean said, his mood drastically changed now that you agreed to buy him ice cream.

it had almost been an hour later, jean and you were getting ready to leave and so was eren, mikasa and armin. you hadn't spoke much to armin yet, since he was mostly focusing on finishing his workouts through his exhausted state.

jean and eren glared at each other when they were both approaching you. you glanced at them both, wondering what the hell they were doing standing there and looking at each other like that.

"anyways, (y/n), would you like to have lunch with us?" eren brought up the question first as he smiled down at you and jean rolled his eyes.

"no, she already agreed to come with me for lunch," jean intervened, him and eren looked at each other yet again, stepping closer to each other. "i promised her to lunch, you guys can make plans later."

"why don't we all have lunch together?" you suggested, pushing both eren and jean away from each other and stood between them. "maybe that way we can all get to know each other better and not act like children."

"there's no way i'm going to have lunch—" jean began, but saw mikasa walk up behind eren. after making short eye contact with her, he quickly changed his mind, "yeah sure, i don't mind, whatever."

"wonderful! i know a great place in the city," eren smiled, and jean shook his head.

"no, i promised (y/n) to ramen, so we're going to get ramen," jean retorted, in which eren crossed his arms and was about to say something, but mikasa interrupted before he could say a word.

"i would like to have ramen," mikasa said, and now all eyes were on her. jean seemed to have blush, and eren had a slight aggravating look on his face.

"okay, i guess we'll have ramen," eren finally agreed.

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you all had showered, since the gym had provided them. you forgot to bring an extra pair of shorts, not even a pair of pants were in your bag and thankfully mikasa allowed you to wear one of her shorts.

she reassured you that it was clean, and she hadn't worn it ever since it got out of the laundry since this morning. you thanked her, promising to return the short back to her as soon as possible.

you draped your hoodie over your body, and tied your hair up so that your damp hair wouldn't get into your face. you were usually criticized by your father for dressing like a lower class person sometimes, but you didn't care as long as you wore something comfortable.

you had a lot of elegant clothes that you would buy or be gifted from your mother, and your style had become immaculate but sometimes you would wear something casual like a pair of regular shorts and hoodie, just like now.

you all had crammed into jean's tesla, since armin had found out one of his tire was flat and quickly called someone to pick it up and decided to back out of lunch with you all. he apologized frequently and hoped to see you again before you all left.

jean and eren were arguing over what type of radio station to put on, but in the end, mikasa shut off the radio and told jean to not turn it on again, in which he listened to. you sighed, listening and watching everything.

"say (y/n), how do you even manage to be friends with him?" eren questioned you, making jean's grip against the steering wheel tighten.

"well, i've known jean ever since we were just babies, and grew up with each other," you answered eren, "we're practically best friends, jean's a great guy."

"uh huh," eren spat out sarcastically.

jean slammed on his brakes once approaching a red light, making eren fall forward hitting his forehead hard on the back of the headrest of your seat. you and mikasa gasped, turning your heads to eren who was now groaning in pain.

"jean, what the fuck?!" you turned back to jean, who kept his eyes on the road.

"maybe your eren friend should seat belt, then that wouldn't have happened," jean huffed, then he looked at eren through the rear view mirror, seeing his hands rub against his forehead.

"what's your deal?!" eren questioned jean, making eye contact with him through the mirror.

"nothing! just put your seatbelt on," jean remarked, before pressing his foot on the gas once the light had turned green.

"eren listen to him, just because you're not sitting in the front seat doesn't mean you shouldn't have your seat belt on," mikasa told eren, reaching towards the seatbelt for his spot and buttoning it for him.

eren didn't say anything, he just rolled his eyes and crossed his arms while looking out of the window.

you turned your head back to the front, eren and jean had just met yesterday and you thought they would get along perfectly but now, that didn't seem to be happening. they were already acting like some rivals.

eren was a shy person, usually whenever he met new people. but with him and jean, he wasn't shy at all. it was like they've known each other for a long time. you hoped jean and eren would get along afterwards, maybe they would be great friends.

soon enough, you all arrived at the ramen place jean had been talking about. there was a long line in front of the restaurant, jean seemed displeased and didn't want to wait for however long the wait was.

"okay, now where should we go?" jean questioned, leaning back against his seat.

eren had a little smirk on his lips, "how about we go to this hamburger station just near here?"

"huh?! i just had hamburger two days ago, i'm not in the mood to have more this week," jean spat, and eren sighed.

"you don't have to eat a burger, you can get something else," eren said, crossing his arms against his chest. he desperately wanted jean to go to the hamburger station, and so, jean did since there seemed to be no other option.

mikasa didn't seem to care and you didn't either, just as long as there was food and jean was treating you to it. and afterwards you would have to buy jean ice cream.

eren told jean the direction of the place, it wasn't that far and when you all arrived, it wasn't as packed with people but it still seemed quite busy. you all quickly got out of the car after jean parked it and entered the place.

a waiter approached you all and greeted before leading you four to a table. since there was a second floor, you all were seated at a table in the corner there.

you sat beside of eren, while mikasa and jean sat down next to each other. jean was nervous, sitting this close to mikasa, and mikasa looked like she wanted to sit next to eren but she didn't say anything.

eren was just as happy, being able to sit beside of you and he scooted his chair closer to yours.

"wow, the 20 piece chicken nuggets look great, maybe i'll just get those," jean said, looking down at the menu you all were given when seated. then jean shifted his gaze off of the menu towards you, "what about you (y/n)? tell me what you want."

"i'll just get the prince sized burger they have," you answered, your eyes still scanning through the entire menu.

mikasa had decided to get a regular sized salad while eren decided to get the chee-burg, and jean thought it was pathetic. he began to snicker at eren's slight obsession with the chee-burg, earning a kick from eren under the table.

JEAN KIRSTEIN
RANDOM FACT ABOUT JEAN :
HIS FAVORITE FOOD IS OMELET

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after lunch, jean had to take eren and mikasa back to their place. him and eren argued over it for a couple moments, but after mikasa intervened, jean automatically agreed to take them home. which left eren irritated.

when jean pulled up to eren's home driveway, you both were fascinated with the mansion that was ahead of you. the mansion was modern, magnificently decorated with water fountains, flowerbeds and garden lights.

"you both can come in if you like," eren offered, a small smirk on his face when he saw both of you and jean's reaction to his home.

"maybe next time moron," jean rejected the offer, though you quite wanted to see the interior of the home.

"whatever, would you like to come in instead (y/n)?" eren turned to you, as mikasa began making her way out of the tesla.

"maybe next time eren, thanks though," you told him, in which he frowned but he nodded and exited the car.

eren went to the trunk of the car, and jean opened the trunk for them so that they could get their bags. after retrieving their bags, eren walked up to your side of the car.

"i'll see you later (y/n)," eren gave you a smile, and you just nodded and returned the smile before watching him and mikasa approach the huge doors that allowed them to enter the house.

you and jean watched for a moment, as the door opened to reveal a very beautiful woman. her hair was tied loosely, and hanged over her right shoulder. when she saw eren, she began pulling his cheek while babbling something and eren was trying to pull away from her and mikasa just watched.

you assumed that she was eren's mother, and gave them all one last glances before jean began to drive off.

jean took you back home, and you noticed that both of your parents had returned from their trips. another car was parked in the driveway, and you couldn't identify who's car it was.

after jean had parked his car somewhere in the driveway, you both made your way into your house. when entering, you saw both of your parents leading a man out, your father and the man were chatting while your mother walked beside of your father quietly.

"it was nice meeting you, mr. (l/n)," the guest said, before noticing you and jean standing there near the door. "and these two are?"

"ah! this is my daughter, the one i have told you about," your father said, walking over to you and began leading you towards the man. you gave your father a look, before facing back to the guest. "(y/n), i want you to meet grisha yeager."

"it's an honor to meet you, (y/n)," the man who was now known as grisha, said with a warm smile on his face.

he seemed like a good man, so you gave him a smile back and introduced yourself in a mannerly way. "it's an honor to meet you too, mr. yeager."

grisha chuckled, "it's a bummer, i found out that you were engaged to the son of the braun family. if you weren't, i probably would've introduced you to my eldest son."

you awkwardly laugh, not knowing what to say next, it became silent. but your father began to chat with grisha again, before guiding him out of the house and watched him leave from his car.

just then, another car pulled up in the driveway. you realized that the car was reiner's, and watched him step out of the vehicle.

"well, well, if it isn't my future son in law!" your father beamed, and reiner shook his hand once he had walked up to the house, entering it with one of his fake bright smile.

"i just came to see how (y/n) was doing, i didn't get to see her much after the party last night," reiner said, walking over to you and wrapped an arm around your shoulder.

this action triggered jean, as he was standing beside you. but he couldn't do anything just yet.

you stood there, becoming even more awkward as reiner turned to face you. he leaned in, giving you a soft kiss on the forehead.

"my father helped me arrange a lovely dinner tonight for (y/n) and i when i was busy with work, i just came here to tell her about it and spend some time with her before we go out," reiner said, turning back to your parents with a smile and lifted up a bag that he had in his hands.

"that's wonderful! we will go and leave you two alone now," your father said, before gesturing at your mother to head up the stairs.

when they were completely gone, jean turned to reiner, smacking his arm off your shoulders. "you can get your hands off now," jean hissed, pulling you closer to him by the arm.

"quit acting like her stupid protector jean," reiner said, throwing the gift in which landed right on your feet.

you looked down at the ground, realizing that the bag had nothing in it. "you could've just messaged me about the dinner plans your father made," you told him, picking up the gift from the ground.

"yeah? well my pathetic father told me to bring you a stupid gift and spend some quality time with you," reiner admitted, irritation soon filling his eyes when he looked down at you. "and you? did you go somewhere?"

"why do you even care where she went?" jean intervenes before you could say anything, giving reiner a glare full of hatred and annoyance. "you had your quality time, now go back to your side chick."

"never planned to stay anyway," reiner scoffed, sticking one hand into the pocket of his pants. "just so you know (y/n), we won't have those dinner plans. don't worry, i paid those idiotic people who owns the restaurant we were planned to have dinner at to keep their mouth shut from my father."

"and you better not say anything to my father, or yours," he added on.

with that, reiner left.

"one day, i really might rampage on that dude," jean said, before turning back to you. "you wouldn't mind right?"

"i don't," you answered, biting your lower lip, "sort of."

"don't tell me you still have feelings for him," jean raised an eyebrow, in which you didn't answer. you just shrugged, and looked down, you really didn't know about your feelings anymore. jean sighed, a frown forming on his lips, "i don't get why you still like him after all the things he's done to you."

"i don't either," you responded.

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HELLO, i barely ever do author notes but I JUST WANNA THANK YOU TO THOSE WHO ARE READING THIS BOOK

honestly i wasn't so sure about writing this plot, but i've been very motivated from other authors, books and my best friend so i decided to do it and now i'm really glad i did

i hope nothing is too confusing or boring because i feel like the story is getting there😭 so i'm trying my best to make this story interesting with the romance and drama

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