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You glared at Eren from across the bar, clutching your drink in your right hand with enough force to make your knuckles turn white. Just what the hell was he doing? Just because the two of you weren’t anything official yet that didn’t give him permission to be fooling around with other girls at the bar. Especially in front of you, on the night your friends and you had decided to go out together after so long to have a good time.
“Hey, are you okay?” Armin’s sweet voice ringed at your side, taking your attention away from that stupid bastard you smiled at the cute blonde.
“Mmhm! Why do you ask?” You played dumb. And by the way Armin raised his eyebrow at your response you knew he didn’t buy it. Damn Armin for being so smart. You bit your lip as he kept staring at you waiting for an honest answer, so you gulped the rest of your drink down before answering. “It’s just,” you raised your hands furiously and lowered them again. “Eren is fucking driving me crazy! One day he is all lovey-dovey with me and saying how important I am for him and then he starts to flirt with the first chick he sees.” You discreetly pointed in Eren’s direction with your head. Armin followed your movement and his ocean-blue eyes widened when he recognised Eren in the distance.
All this time he thought Eren had been in the bathroom when in reality he was on the dance floor, dancing very close with a girl with long blonde hair tied up in a bun, their hips pressed together and Eren leading their movements as a smug smirk decorated his face.
“(Y/N)... I’m so sorry,” Armin apologized for his friend’s lack of common sense. “He’s just like that when he gets a little drunk…” You rolled your eyes, not even Armin believed his own words but you appreciated the attempt to cheer you up anyway.
“In my opinion,” Jean emerged next to you and sat down between you and Armin, earning an irritated look from the blonde. “You should dump that asshole,” he said casually and took a long sip of his own drink.
You laughed half-heartedly. “Can’t dump him when we aren’t even dating.”
Jean’s eyes stretched open. “Are you serious?”
“Yeah… He doesn’t like labels,” you made quotation marks with your hands as you repeated Eren’s own words. Jean shook his head slowly at you before responding.
“Oh, honey… You are just dumb-”
“Jean!” Armin kicked his boyfriend on the side with his elbow making him flinch in pain.
“What?! Am I wrong?” He crossed his arms over his broad chest, unbothered.
You looked away from the couple as they continued to bicker in a lower tone so you couldn’t hear them and glanced at Eren again. So far he hadn’t made a move on the girl, yet, but the way their bodies were pressed together against each other as they danced made your blood boil.
That’s it. You thought standing up.
“(Y/N)?” Armin called out to you when he saw you get up.
“Jean, where is Reiner?” You asked without looking at them.
“I’m pretty sure he is where the drinks with Connie and Sasha,” Jean rested his arm snugly over Armin’s shoulders earning a shy blush from the blonde.
“Thanks. I’ll be back in a minute,” you waved goodbye at them and made a beeline towards the bar.
Spotting Reiner’s blonde hair was easy amongst the crowded club thanks to his height. You pushed your way through the people paying no mind to the one’s who glared at you or insulted you for pushing them so harshly.
“Reiner!” You chanted his name as you tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around with a tipsy smile plastered over his face.
“(Y/N), what’s up? Want some drinks? On me,” he offered. Classic Reiner, offering drinks to anyone who approached him, thus why Sasha and Connie always stuck around him at parties. That was basically free drinks for them.
“Sure! I’m a little thirsty,” you grinned at him and he ordered some shots for you and him.
You examined the bar and noticed Sasha in the distance, she was making out with a guy you didn’t recognise. You gaped at her and frantically looked around for Connie.
“Hey,” a tired Connie spoke behind you.
“Connie!” Your cheeks were a little red. Should you try to make him look away or had he noticed already? His eyes glanced at Sasha and he sighed before looking back at you again. Oh. He knew.
You patted him on the back knowingly. It was no secret for you or anyone from your group of friends for that matter that Connie had a thing for Sasha.
“She’s drunk,” you said, realizing you were justifying her behaviour just like Armin had done before with Eren. You cursed at yourself for it.
“Whatever,” he shrugged. “It’s my fault anyway, I never made a move on her after all,” he tilted his head back and downed the rest of his drink in a swift movement. He didn’t even flinch, which to be honest surprised you.
“Here you go,” Reiner came back and offered you two shots. “They’re pretty heavy so be careful.” He winked as you took the small glasses from his hands.
“I can handle it,” you stuck your tongue out playfully and Reiner laughed. “Wanna share?” You turned to Connie, maybe what he needed right now was to drink his worries away.
“Don’t mind if I do,” he joked dryly and took the shot you were offering him. The two of you clicked your glasses together and quickly downed the shot. You grimaced at the burning sensation in your throat and began to cough like crazy. Connie burst his ass laughing and patted your back.
“God! You good?” He kept wheezing as he rubbed your back.
“Fuck you,” you groaned.
The shot got to your head pretty soon, making your brain dizzy and your cheeks and the tip of your ears burn hot. Connie seemed to be in the same state as you. You let out a shaky breath and began fanning yourself with your hand.
“Feeling hot and bothered?” Connie teased.
“Shut up, baldie!” You giggled stupidly and shoved the male away from you. He laughed back and you thought how cute his laugh was. You took a moment to study his facial features. Had Connie always been this fine? He caught you staring at him and the red on his face darkened a little.
“W-What?!” He asked massaging his neck, your eyes were fixed on him making him feel a bit self-conscious.
In your current position, you couldn’t help but sympathize with him, both of you had been ignored by the people you fancied tonight and replaced by someone else. Your face cracked into a huge smile.
“Let's dance!” You suggested.
At first, your plan was to ask Reiner for help to make Eren jealous but fuck that plan, you wanted to cheer up your dear bald friend now. Connie glanced in Sasha’s direction one last time before offering you his hand.
“Why not. Come on,” you placed your hand on his happily and after letting Reiner know you two were going for a quick dance the two of you made your way towards the dance floor.
The place was crowded with people and reeked of alcohol and sweat but you couldn’t care any less. Dragging Connie behind you the two of you stopped at the centre of the dance floor and began to clumsily move your limbs around in an attempt to follow the beats of the music.
Connie shook his head as a playful smile parted his face.
“You suck,” he said. You puffed your cheeks and gave him your middle finger.
“As if YOU are any better!” You spat utterly offended.
“Bitch, watch.” You opened your mouth to protest but soon Connie’s ass was pressed against your lap and he began to move it at the beat of the music.
Your jaw dropped open. "What?!" Was he seriously better than you at this? Connie continued to swing against you and even bent down to wiggle his cake even faster.
“Oh my god! C-Connie!” You were laughing so hard tears began to slide down your reddened cheeks. “Let’s gooo! Pop off!” You gassed your friend up and grabbed his hips, pretending to thrust into him like all those nasty dudes at the club did with their girls.
The two of you were having such a good time together that you had completely forgotten about Eren, that was, at least, until you saw him glare at you from the far corner of the club where you had previously been sitting with Armin and the rest. He had his arms and legs crossed and a rigid expression on his face.
You scoffed at him and continued to dance with your clown of a friend. Unbothered.
“I’m going to fucking kill that bald little shit,” Eren uttered somberly, gritting his teeth slightly.
“To be fair, you were the one basically having sex with a random chick on the dance floor before,” Jean said, his lips were red and puffy from his previous makeout session with Armin.
“I was just messing around! You guys know I would never do that to her...” Eren was furious. The last fucking thing he needed right now was Jean’s stupid horse face lecturing him about what he should do or not.
“Eren…” Armin's voice interrupted their conversation, his soothing tone calming down Eren a little. “I know how you are about this ‘romantic’ stuff. But she’s not like you. She needs you to be clear and know what you two are. Or else she’ll get tired of you and dump you.”
Eren clicked his tongue. The truth in Armin’s words falling over him like a bucket of icy cold water. It still annoyed him though. Why wouldn’t you come and talk to him to clear things up instead of going there to clown around with Connie?
“You better do something soon, asshole,” Jean nudged Eren on the side and pointed at you. “I think those two have their eyes on her already. Seriously, creeps...” He said shaking his head.
“What?” Eren’s head whipped around and saw two guys nearly drooling at the sight of you moving your hips slowly and making their way towards you and Connie. “Oh, hell no.”
Eren got up so fast that the sudden shift startled a half-asleep Marco next to him. He marched towards you, fists clenched tightly at his sides, ready to strike at any moment now.
“Piss off, dude,” Connie said at the guy who was trying to pull you away from him. You squirmed under his hands which were placed tightly on your waist. You wanted to puke at the way his breath stank of alcohol and something else.
“Leave my buddy alone, shorty,” the other one chimed in, shoving Connie back from his shoulders and making him trip, nearly falling to the floor.
“Connie!” You cried out, desperately trying to find a way to avoid a possible fight between your friend and these idiots.
“Hey.” A stern voice said.
The guy who refused to let go of you glanced behind him.
“What the fuck do yo-“
Eren’s fists connected to the guy’s face in the blink of an eye, punching him so hard he dropped dead cold on the floor, finally letting go of your waist. A bunch of people witnessed this and shrieked, stepping back to give you guys more room and avoid getting involved in the fight.
“Eren?!” You choked out.
Eren glared at you and side-eyed to make sure you were fine before speaking.
“We’ll talk later,” he said turning his attention to the guy who was holding Connie.
The taller man threw Connie away and prepared himself to face Eren. He did manage to land a few hits on Eren's face and torso but Eren was way quicker than him and more experienced in fights, so it didn’t take too long for him to join his friend on the floor.
Needless to say, the whole club was losing their shit over this by now. Eren seized your hand and Connie’s and gave a short nod in Armin’s direction. No exchange of words was needed between the two best friends after so many years together. Armin nodded back at him and got up from his place.
“Come on losers, we’re getting out of here,” Eren ordered you.
And so the three of you pushed your way through the crowd and exited the club. Connie was mumbling apologies and thanking Eren for his help just now but by looking at him you could tell he was paying little to no attention to him as he stomped angrily to his car. His jaw was clenched tight and he kept his eyes set in front of him, never looking back at any of you.
When you arrived at the parking lot Connie excused himself to take a quick piss before leaving and darted to the back of one of the nearby buildings. Now that you were finally alone with Eren you knew what was coming.
You swallowed hard, feeling your heart beating in your ears and prepared yourself.
Eren was staring at you with an unreadable expression. You took a shaky breath in.
“Eren, I’m-“
“Please go out with me.”
“W-What?” You spoke a little taken aback. Those weren’t exactly the words you were expecting to come from a fuming Eren.
Eren sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, pulling some wild strands of hair that were sticking out from the previous fight back into place. He looked... Shy? “I like you, so let’s make it official." You could tell he was struggling from the way his eyes kept looking away and coming back to your face. "I’m asking you to be my girlfriend,” he insisted and placed a strand of your hair behind your ear. Your breath hitched when you felt his cold fingertips brush against the side of your face.
“So? What do you say?” He smiled giddily at you. Your heart skipped a beat inside your chest.
A pale pink covered his cheeks and his eyes were so soft and vulnerable on you right now. He was no longer the asshole he had grown up to be, but the stupid, sweet boy you knew from your teen years and the one you had fallen in love with. You returned his smile and took a step closer to him.
“Yessir,” you were still grinning when his warm lips pressed themselves against yours. Kissing you leisurely and affectionately like he had all the time in the world. His hands cupped your jaw tenderly, thumbs stroking the soft skin of your cheeks as he deepened the kiss. You hummed against his mouth, not quite believing that this was actually happening to you and it wasn’t just a dream.
Sure you two had hooked up a couple of times since you had turned 18 but he had never treated you with such gentleness and care let alone confess his feelings before and it made your heart feel so warm you thought it could easily melt inside your chest.
When Eren pulled back he kept his hands on your face and rested his forehead against yours, staring at you.
“Ready to go home?” he asked softly.
“Yeah,” you barely whispered, butterflies filling your belly. “Oh but-”
“Guys! Open the fucking door! A dog is chasing me!” Connie shouted in the distance and the two of you watched in utter horror how a big ass dog was chasing Connie down the parking lot.
“What the fuck, Connie?!” Eren yelled letting go of you completely and frantically opening the car’s doors. He ushered you inside with his other hand.
“I peed on him by accident!” Connie cried out as he jumped inside the car, Eren quickly locked the doors leaving the angry dog outside to scratch and bark angrily at them.
“I swear to God, Connie. I’m going to fucking kill you one of these days,” Eren punched Connie in the gut but you knew he was just playing around by the small pull at the corner of his lips.
“You’re such an idiot, man!” Your laugh reverberated inside the locked car and soon enough Eren and Connie joined you.
What a great way to end the night, you thought.